The Aftermath

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July 1996:
Tupac

'JUSTINE.....JUSTINE' I shouted 'Yo' Snoop you seen Justine?' I asked wondering around for her

'She said she be chilling backstage' he told me

'She ain't there though' I pointed out

'Call her or something' Snoop suggested

'I ain't got my phone on me' I patted my trousers

'She probably be back the hotel.....all of us going there anyways so she probably there'

July 1996:
Justine

Even though the balcony doors were shut, I was still able to hear the door open. It frightened me a bit as I nearly choked on the smoke from my blunt.

I turned myself around too see what was going on but moved straight away from the door immediately when I saw Pac wondering around. I didn't want to speak to that motherfucker.....no way....wanna be disrespecting people o stage thinking it cool. It's alright to speak yo' mind but that shit didn't have to come out of our mouth. Media is already making your beef with Biggie worse and he just adding more worse on.

'I saw her go in there' one of the girls shouted to Pac as I rolled my eyes

Imma beat that bitch up when I realise which one of them baited me out.

I heard the door handle clicking as I tried to enjoy the starry night sky in front of me. I tried to act like I ain't know and my back was turned to Tupac as I smelt a whiff of smoke that didn't come from me.

His footsteps were becoming and the gap was closing up. His bare body was touching my bare back as his arms swamped around my waist, squeezing me tightly as one hand had a blunt and the other was free. I tried to break free but his strength was too much for me to handle.

His chin landed on my shoulder and his lips soon came connected to my neck. I was mad at that point but his tender kisses seemed to calm me a little. He soon began to go even deeper to my collar bone and I got a little uncomfortable. My anger started to come back again as I realised I shouldn't have him like that on me.

'Stop Pac' I told him calmly but he ignored me only making me angry 'I SAID BACK THE HELL UP!' I shouted as out of nowhere I pushed him off from behind

'WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!' He shouted back

'WHATS WRONG WITH ME?.....WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU' I Shot back

'What I do to you?' He softened up to me but still loud

'Why you gotta do that Pac?' I softened up

'Do what?' He put emphasis on the T he laughed a little making me fuel even more

'You think this shit is funny?, YOU THINK THIS SHIT FUNNY?......Your big ass mouth thought it was FUCKING SMART to go and call out bad boy......it's not even them man.....Faith....why' I said as I felt a knot form in my throat 'What the hell she do to you?.....what made you think calling her out on her weight and comparing her to them hoes piled up in our hotel room seemed right to you?.....damn you think you were going to get away with that shit.....she used to be your friend Pac'

'She used too' he replied back bluntly taking a drag as I got sick and tired of his bullshit

'You know what, fuck You' I said as I tried to make an exit but he pulled me back forcefully by grabbing my wrist

'WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOUR TALKING TO?' He questioned me with as he got really angry still holding onto my wrist

I scared me a little, I've never seen him this angry in my whole life. It could scare any ol' body.

'GET THE FUCK OFF ME!' I shouted as I struggled to come out of his grip

I realised that my blunt dropped and his probably did as I didn't see him with it. I started to fight him off of me as tears started to well up in my eyes.

He's definitely changing.....

'Look at you Pac' I looked up at him as a tear fell from my eye as his grip softened as he saw my face 'your changing.....Death Row changing you. Reasons why I ain't want Dream signed, hell I don't wanna be signed no more if this is what it gets people into. Suge messing with your motherfucking head.....think he protecting yo' ass because he big and dangerous, you ain't know that nigga targeted. Ever since you got signed, it's like someone slapped common sense out of your brain and replaced it with the opposite. Been hanging out with Dre and Suge too damn much....dissing people's ass 24/7 acting like no one gon' do nothing bout it....acting too bold that nobody ain't afraid of yo' ass. Your hanging out with the wrong people, getting involved in these stupid gangs like we used to back in the 80's. Looks like your more into the gang culture than the rap culture. This ain't the Tupac I knew, at the moment I'm seeing whole new person and it ain't a good thing.'I finished of saying as I was out of his grip and more tears started to gush as I was heading for the door

'Justine' he called out

'Don't even bother' I turned my head giving him a death glare