The Aftermath

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June 1996:
Justine

Damn I'm definitely having my hair in a bun. I need my neck to breeze out. Been in that studio for two long and I've been sweating it of like crazy working all damn hard. But for it to look nice with the dress I had on, I left my hair down curly so it didn't look like I looked tired at the party.

I feel like I shouldn't have worn my white floral square neck thigh split bodycon dress with my red strappy silk heels but I wanted to give Pac a little bit of and imagination.

I also see this nigga just rushed to find any ol' clothes to wear as the clothes he had on previously were laying flat on the bed.

He was that desperate to go to the club.....who gon be there.....Mariah Carey, New edition, Michael Jackson!

I took a cab to the club as I realised Pac had went on with his car and I wasn't bothered to be driving in two separate cars when we're going to the same house afterwards.

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Ohhhhh....the amount of hoochies I'm seeing at the moment. If I catch him with one of them hoes! It's funny I've trusted him through out friendship but as soon as we start dating, I feel like I can't trust him at times. You know it could be because the loves women a lot....I don't know but I can tell you the girls rubbing up on various niggas, they are not women.

'Yo baby!' A guy shouted 'you looking fine as ever'

'Sorry baby I've got a- GINUWINE!' I said excitedly rushing to give him a hug 'I ain't know you're gonna be here?'

'Well here I am, how you been?' He asked

'Good good, how your girl Aaliyah doing?'

'Damn I wish I could make her mine'

'She friend zoning yo' ass?' I laughed stating the obvious

'No....we're-we're just taking it slow' he stuttered a bit

'Boy, she friend zoning you.....she'll come around eventually' I said trying to give him some type of hope

'I just don't understand, what girl reject all of this?' He joked doing a hand gesture

'Well....Aaliyah does....'I joked

'Ha.....you think you've got jokes now?' He acted hurt

'You know me too well' I laughed calming down a bit when I saw Tupac getting high dancing with a girl

Thank God it wasn't inappropriately or we gon be having some words on the dance floor

'I see you man getting excited over there' Ginuwine spotted

'Hmm he better not be having too much fun' I twisted my lips a bit and folded my arms with my purse in my hand 'I'll see you around Imma sort out something'

'Alright, see you around and come to Def Jam.....we all miss you' he waved me off

Damn I forgot all about Def Jam.....I need to go back there or they are going to to tear up my contract.

June 1996:
Tupac

'So I see your having fun here' I heard a feminine voice soon realising that it was Justine's as I I pushed the girl of off me

'Yeah walk the fuck on' she said as she stared at the girl with no emotion

Oh Jesus.....all hell is about to go on.....

I knew shit wasn't gonna go well so I prepared for it as we both went outside of the club.

'What the hell was that?' She asked as she got a cigarette out of her purse soon lighting it up

'It's not what it think!' I said eagerly

'Oh so your telling me that you enjoying every moment of the girl dry humping on your dick is not what I think?' She asked making me look dumb

Oh shit....this ain't gonna end well!

'I just got a little carried away' I made an excuse

'Carried away my ass' she blew her smoke out 'I bet if I weren't here, you would've smashed her ass, wouldn't you?'

'Why you acting like you always the victim....like I ain't see your ass chatting up Ginuwine!' I Shot back at her

'Oh your high ass was able to see me talking to a man' she laughed making me go quiet

'What's so funny?' I asked out if confusion

'You are' she blurted out

'Fuck you!' I shouted out

'Fuck you?' She chuckled a bit 'did that....done that and it's gonna be the last time I'll ever do. You wanna carry on with your hoe ways, fine by me but just remember it's your loss not mine.'

How I let her just talk to me like that?

'Keys?' She stretched her hand out

'Keys?....for what?' I asked

'You know you ain't buy that car....I did, now keys' she still her hand stretched

'Damn you acting like I just lost to you from the divorce papers at Court' I said reaching for the keys in my pocket

'Mhmm....won't be driving this car again' I gave her the keys as she swung the ring around her finger

'What'd you mean I won't be driving this car again?' I tensed up

'When you start acting right, I'll give it up' she said

'Damn your acting like my mama man, I ain't a little boy' I Shot back

'From the looks from it' she looked me up and down as I got sick and tired of her pettiness walking of

'YOU KNOW I'M TUPAC!' She shouted