October 1996:
Mary
Damn Justine ain't beeped none of us, I'm really scared for her though, recently I know she's been getting some type of death threats but is it that serious that she can't call anyone.
I'm still cautious of her pregnancy, I hope she's protecting the baby as well as herself and damn when she gon' come out of her shell to tell Pac, this man ain't getting any younger and damn that's his child, she keep this from him, he gonna go ballistic. He don't wanna be a reputation of his father....well that's a different story.
I smiled lightly as Kidada opened the door 'I never knew Pac wanted to see y'all?' She acted dumbfounded
You know I didn't know what she said was supposed to be nice or not, so I just let this one thing slide. I have Jennifer and Faith with me just in case this both decide to rub me in the wrong way.
'Well we all go way back with Pac, we don't have to always tell you we're coming over' Faith cheesed
She didn't say anything else so we made our way into the house respectively.
'He's downstairs in the guest-room' Kidada told us as we thanked her
I don't understand, she wanna be nice to us but when it's Justine, she act differently. I wonder if she feel threatened by her, like I know Justine and Pac had a little thing going on but it wasn't really serious to her and you can tell because the amount of times she would friend zone him.
Damn I wonder if she know bout the baby as yet......
It's nice to see Pac nice and alive healing from his injuries, only thing is that it gon' be a long time where he can go out and perform and live his life normally again.
'Umm....hey Pac' Faith said as we all walked into the room as he lightly nodded
'Umm....How are you doing?' I asked sitting on the side of the bed
'I'm fine' he said bluntly
Okay.....this is hella boring
He wasn't like this when we all spoke to him, he was happy and talkative, even Justine said so.....JUSTINE!
My eyes literally lit up at her name.
'Umm, Pac do you miss Justine?' I asked
'Well what do you think?' He Shot 'I ain't seen her since I got out, been trying to call her ass and she don't pick up, why? What I do? I thought we were cool'
'She ain't pick up any of our calls too, we were thinking she call you' Jennifer thought
'Why y'all ain't tell me she left, why didn't you tell me she was going to New York, what happened to her?' He asked
'Kadafi!' I whispered to myself
'Kadafi ain't have to tell me shit, I've known her ass longer than you have and she does that shit all the time when things start to fuck up for her' he admitted
He gotta point....
'He ain't wrong, remember the time she moved to New York because of the argument her and DeVante had' Faith said
'Oh yeah Tupac you were the reason as well, she got sexually assaulted by Suge and you-'
'Guys Really' I cut Jennifer off
'Anyways I don't wanna talk about her, she don't wanna be grown enough to sort her problems out.....' he sat Pac trailing of
See things getting out of hand, Pac don't know what the hell going on with Justine and we can't keep on keeping our mouths shut like we don't know shit that's going on with Her, this really gon' ruin their friendship big time.
'Pac you don't understand-'
'I don't understand what, that I got shot 4 times and Justine couldn't be there for, she can't call me, tell me where she at, what friend is she?' He rose his voice
'Nah Pac she going through some tough shit' Jennifer stepped in
'What's the point of y'all telling me, y'all ain't gonna tell me, Kadafi ain't gonna tell me, so as far as I'm concerned she ain't suffering from nothing' he said
He's right, what's the point......
........
'We going New York' I said to Faith and Jennifer 'she ain't wanna pick up her phone, shit bout to get ugly and we can't carry on hiding shit from Pac'
'I'm still surprised how he don't know about the death threats Justine receiving?' Jennifer thought to herself as we all agreed at her statement
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The Aftermath
FanfictionThis book is a follow on from 'Fallin 4 u'. This is basically about what happens after DeVante and Justine break of the engagement. From a bestfriend, to someone you try to avoid for yours and their safety turns out wrong but gets better in the lon...
