The Aftermath

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July 1996:
Justine

'WHAT!' The three girls said with the jaws wide open

'Yeah.....Suge wanted to sign you guys' I told them

'That's.....that's.....real nice' Alisha faked smiled

'Yeah....that's.....' Sira followed up

'Guys I can tell y'all don't like this decision' I spotted

'Noooo......why would you say that?' Sira asked

'Girls we cant keep lying, to be honest we had no intentions getting signed to Death Row.....like we would work with them but I ain't working for the Devil' Aisha and explained

'Damn, y'all felt like this?' I asked with my eyes

'Girl we all know what goes on in there, and for you to still work for him after him nearly killing you, damn you brave girl' Sira pointed out

That got me quiet a bit. I started to think about what he did back to me in 1994.

Flashback

I found myself in a position no women would want to be in. I swear me and Suge were just writing up songs, as any normal artists would do, then I find myself trying to escape from Suge because he's pressuring me into sex.

'Look I heard about your dumb ass boyfriend did to you and umm...maybe I could satisfy your every need' he said sounding creepy

I tried my hardest to keep my lips from coming in contact with his and his breath bouncing onto my neck. I could feel himself force onto me as I couldn't escape because his weight was too much to bare.

'Get....off of...me' I said trying to gasp for breath

'Until I get to fuck you, I will' he said back

'Ew no never!' I said disgusted

He finally backed up from me, giv no me a funny look. I finally had time to breathe but not for long. I found his hand go flying into my face. I didn't have time to even look up as I found myself being battered even more just by using his fist. I felt blood coming from my nose, my lip even a little from my ear.

I gave one look at the place before I felt my balance become uneasy and my visions becoming blurry. I couldn't believe all of the toughness I gained have gone to waste because I let men that I trusted in my life so much destroy me by hurting me.

End of flashback

It went black afterwards so I didn't know what happened. I didn't even know I was crying when I got handed tissues by Aisha.

'You Alright sis?' Sira asked

'Yeah.....just old memories' I wiped my tears with the tissue

'Girl you look upset, you want some time alone?' Aisha asked

'I-I don't mind' I said sniffling a bit

July 1996:
Tupac

'Yeah, I'll be there in a-' I was cut off when I saw Justine sitting on the sofa as she wrote something in her note book as tears feel from eyes

She lifted her head up from her book and turned her head to me. I was going to leave because I knew she was mad at me but she insisted I stayed.

My eyes pondered onto her eyes as they were puffy from crying earlier. She could not tell me she wasn't crying because she was. I've known this girl for so long and I can tell she was crying.

'What made you upset?' I asked curious

'Just an old memory.....' she trailed of and went back to her notebook

'Would you like to tell me?I asked '.....like if you don't feel comfortable, I'll understand' I said just in case it was too personal

'Nah....it was just some shit Suge used to do to me' she trailed of again making me look at her weirdly

I got up from her to finish whatever I came to do in here. It was silent and there was no talking. I didn't want to distract her from writing even more but my gut was telling me that I had to say something. I've went for days without talking to her and that made me talk to other girls.....not like have sex with them but just talking to them, especially Kidada. She's cool and all but she ain't Justine, plus her father promised me new projects so as long as I stay cool with her, me and her are cool.

'....look.....I'm sorry about what happened in the hotel....' I trailed of a bit causing her to look up

'About that, we need to talk about it....talk about us' she said

'What about?' I walked up to her sitting next to her curiously

'I think- I think we need to break up' she suggested

My eyes went wide but I wasn't really surprised she would say this. I knew his would happen and it's something I've thought about too....not because of other girls but because she's my bestfriend and these stupid fights we have are gonna ruin our friendship.

'Pac, I love you sooooo much and I don't want to have to be arguing with you 24/7 over stupid shit. I'm scared if we continue, I might end up hurting each other'

'I love you too Justine and I respect your decision.....we can also remain friends' I spoke up '.....We can grow old together, looking all shrivelled up'

'Boy Imma look fly when I'm all grey....you gonna be the one looking all shrivelled up' she joked

'Nah nigga, Imma be like Quincy Jones, scooping up bitches your age' I poked out making her laugh even more

'Hmm....not with that shrivelled up dick you'll have'

'Girl it still gonna be big though'

'Ewwwww! Why you gotta be dirty!' She acted disgust but laughed it off

'Really, weren't you the one saying I would have a shrivelled dick when I get old?' I checked her 'your punani gon' be all wrinkly and worn out'

Justine finna looked ready to slap the shit out of me when I said that. I quickly made my way up from the sofa a went for the door before she come and attack me.

'Boyyyyy' she dragged out 'Where you think your bald headed ass is going' she shouted after me as she got up

Ohh Jesus!