The Aftermath

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May 1996:
Justine

'Girl you look very happy today' Faith smiled 'What sweetened you?'

'Ohh....nothing you know....living he single life just got me.....' I said as I couldn't stop smiling

'You got some dick didn't you?'Faith blurted out as my eyes went wide

'Giiirrrrlllll....' I dragged as my voice went higher 'watchu talking bout?'

'Girl I've known you for how long now....how dumb do you think I am?'

She got a point!

'Well....tell me who?' She asked tapping my leg as I let out a huge sigh

You see, me and Faith should be sorting out plans for her baby shower but instead, the topic changed about me. I don't know how it did but it just happened.

'By accident....me and Pac....you know....' I said

'Again!?' Faith eyes opened as she nearly jumped up but her smile started to soften 'what do you mean by accident?'

'I wasn't supposed to have sex with him.....it just happened and....'

'And what girl?' Faith asked in a duh tone

'It just felt like sex, it didn't feel like love making....I don't want him thinking like I like him and stuff because I'm not ready to get back in a relationship or even be with my bestfriend....like what happens if I fuck it up for the both of us?'

I've heard many of times that when you go out with your close friend, it usual turns out bad because you don't wanna hurt them and shit. Like what happens if we hurt one another, we will hate each other, we wouldn't talk and I certainly can tell you that we would have really bad trust issues.

'Whatever floats your boat sis' he said cheerfully 'Anyways let's get back to my future son before you get all sentimental'

'Wait....your having a son?' I smiled

'Yep' she smiled 'he gone be the next Biggie'

'Yep, he gone be rapping with his father and shit....let's hope he don't get in that messed up beef that Pac started'

'Ugh....I don't understand why Tupac would accuse Biggie of shooting him?' Faith asked

'Innit....like they were homeboys and to all of a sudden as soon as he got shot, things took a turn' I admitted

'It ain't even that as well, the media started escalating shit to make things worse for them as Death Row and Bad Boy are like enemies with each other'

'Innit but let me tell you this, I might have connections with Death Row but I ain't siding on shit, I love both of y'alls and it ain't my place too, like you guys ain't do nothing to me' I laughed

'I'm with you too sis....but Tupac better calm himself or imma beat his ass up....always on that Biggie shit talking wack about him'

'That nigga ain't ever gone learn....remember he got a big ass mouth'

'Ugh...that move man gone get him killed if he don't stay quiet' Faith laughed

'FAITH!' I blurted out as my eyes widened

'What, I'm stating facts' she eased on the laughter

She got a point though. I don't wanna think about losing Tupac but he does talk a lot like it's good to express your feelings but damn he be expressing too much sometimes!

......

After hours at Faith's place, I decided to go of to Death Row. Like I haven't really spent a lot of time there as I've been at Def Jam. I also need to get my album all sorted out and shit so it can be released next year. This album gone be fire....it gone be better than any of my other albums.

'Can't get you off my mind
Thinking about you all the time
Can't get you off my mind
Thinking about you all the time'

'Alright....imma want you to go a little bit lower' Dre said into the microphone

How low does this nigga want me go?

'You see that part where you go thinking about you all the time, try a little bit lower....I think it will sound better' he said playing the music again as I started sing into the microphone in the booth

.....

It was getting late, somewhere around 11:30 and I was still in the room, finishing up writing some new songs and shit.

I was on my way out when I saw Suge. Damn I'm surprised that nigga ain't got a bitch with him. No the real surprise it that his ass ain't killing someone at the moment.

I felt my body tense up in fear as to not knowing what he would do to me. I tried walking faster but I heard a little snigger coming from him which made me stop in my tracks.

'Problem?' I asked with an attitude with my back turned to him

'Aye...why you gotta be so rude?' He asked laughing through his sentence 'turn your pretty ass around when you talking to me'

'What do you want from me?' I turned around after hesitating a bit

'Look....I ain't want no trouble Aight....let's just forget all this shit happen' he put his hand up in surrender

'Forget that you fucking beat the shit out of me because yo' ass was desperate' I Shot at him but my voice was still at a reasonable tone

'Look....I'm sorry....I didn't know what came over me'

'Took you that long to realise that?' I asked as my eyebrow was cocked up and my hands on my hips

He stood there still in silence, nodding his head yes. Damn I'm tired and I haven't got time to be arguing with his ass.

'Look....Aight I forgive you but damn don't think I'm gonna be like one of your suck ups like Dre' I said boldly

'I know I know...we just gonna have to be civil for now' he too drags out of his cigar

'Yes civil....now I'm tired ass fuck and I need some sleep' I yawned discreetly

'Aight Whatever....'

'Yeah yeah....' I trailed in my sentence, turning around walking outside

'Goodnight!' Suge shouted as I waved back at him as my mouth was able to just form a O as I yawned again

I wonder what that man gonna do in there?