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September 1996:
Justine

My eyes fluttered as I realised was in a room-a different room from where I was earlier. Everyone was crowded around me and it felt very intimidating for me, even though the people surrounding me are my family.

'Is Pac okay?' I asked as that was the first question that came to mind

'Baby he's fine' Afeni told me as I sighed in relief

'What happened to me?' I asked looking around

'You had an accident' she told me

'Like I fell?' I was so damn confused

Before anyone could say anything, a doctor came rushing into my room, with a clipboard and everything.

What did I contract an STD or something, why they rushing into my room like that?

I wasn't bothered to make an effort to see why they were in my room so I stayed resting in on the bed I was on.

'Miss Skyers did not injure herself during her fall but we have found something that could've caused her to fall' I heard the doctor 'Justine seemed to be in shock as that lead to slight dizziness and weakness causing her blood levels to be lower at that scene that just happened a couple of minutes ago. We took a blood test and her seem to fine but we've found out that she's pregnant, due to her falling earlier'

Did his ass just say I'm pregnant?
I swear to God, I leaped right back up like my soul just jumped outta me.

'Pregnant, how many weeks?' Sira asked

'She's too weeks' he responded

'Pregnant, 2 weeks, with who?' I started to panic

'When was the last time you had sexual intercourse?' he asked me

'The fourth of September because that was my birthday' I realised

'Ohh my girl had birthday sex!' Mary gassed me

'Mary!' Afeni gave her a stern look

'Wrong time fool' Faith hit her in the arm

'Do remember who you had sexual intercourse?' he asked again

This wasn't a hard question to answer, I could literally say this at the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't. I prayed and prayed that Tupac wasn't the father of our child, this really gonna fuck up his life, not like he didn't want children, it's just at the wrong time and wrong person. Last time we physically spoke, we left in an argument and never contacted each other.

'Fuck!' I muttered

'What was it Justine?' Sira asked

I couldn't even speak, I just went quiet. I looked at everyone as if I was daydreaming and I didn't realise. I didn't even notice I was crying until I had tissues handed to me.

'Baby whats wrong?' Afeni asked

'I've just made his life even more worse' I cried in between

'Who Justine?' she asked

'T-Tupac' I cried even harder

'Wait what do you mean?' Kadafi asked

'He-He was the last person I had sexual intercourse with' I confessed

'Why is that a bad thing?' Kadafi asked

'Kadafi you don't understand, he's got a girlfriend, he just got shot and now he gotta look after a baby when he can barely look after himself and we aren't talking anymore, after my birthday we wanted nothing to do with each other' I cried even more

'Justine, he ain't gonna hate you, my son loves you and this baby is going to bring you close' she told me

'But what happens if he wants me to abort it?' I paniked

'Girl don't ever think like that' Afeni told me off 'Yes you and him are going through things but that's the last thing that will come to his head. Remember, the baby is inside of you, don't let him make no damn decisions' she warned me

Damn!

I rested my head on my bed and just started sighing deeply to myself. I still had tears that were on the verge of spilling but I was upset, I can't help that.

'I really don't want him to know about it' I whined

'You gotta Tell him' Afeni said

'I'm scared though'

'Hmm.....well you tell him when you are ready and when the time is convenient' she said

'It's not just that as well, his girlfriend Kidada' I worried

'Pac ain't really like her anyways' kadafi said

'I ain't even that, what happened if she really loved him and all of a sudden the one she love having a baby with someone else, that shit hurts and I know that because it's happened to me before' I started to cry again

'Justine do you still love DeVante?' Mary asked

'Maybe I do, I don't know but that's not the case, I just need some rest'

'Alright then, we'll see you later on' Kadafi said

'Rest up princess' Jennifer said

'Y'all please don't tell him' I begged 'or her'

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