The Aftermath

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Writers POV:

The nurses and doctors came pushing pass people and opening the door violently as Justine laid lifeless on the bed. The put her on life support immediately and tried to revive her several times before they could put her into surgery.

The ambulance don't know how long she had been bleeding for but it seems like she's lost a good amount of blood.

'Fuck fuck fuck!' Mary cursed out 'we should've went with her no matter what'

Mary was more stressed than Faith and Jennifer. They were all aware of her death threats and knew shit wasn't right especially when she went to walk out by herself, she don't usually do that shit.

Everyone was crying in the room, no one knew if her or the baby survived. They waited hours and she was still left lifeless on the life support attached to her. Still no response was heard and it really started to make people wonder if it that was it.

.........

November 1996:
Tupac

I just got into New York a couple of hours when I heard Justine just got shot. It was all over the news as well as I was travelling.

I was getting strange updates and they shouldn't be strange but the reason why was because I kept on seeing 'no response from Justine or the baby inside of her as yet'

Baby? When since did she have a baby?
Then it kind of hit me, maybe that was so important she wanted to tell me, but why me, why was it so important for me to hear it?

I was meaning to call back but I was in so much chaos and I was still trying to get my head around things in what was happening.

'OMG thank god you are here!' Mary sounded relieve

'Is Justine okay?' I asked not wanting to talk about the baby as yet

'I don't know man, she hasn't woken up as yet' she told me

I walked slowly to the seat as I sat down to sit and slowly get my thoughts together.

'Um, Mary I'm not sure if this is the wrong time to ask but when since was Justine pregnant?' I asked

'Whatchu mean?' She asked 'didn't she tell you?'

'No, she ain't tell me nothing' I said

'What do you mean she ain't tell you, she told us she did!' Mary started to raise her voice

'She had this thing where she would tell me that had something important to tell me but I would always shut her out'

'You see, this all your fault!' Sira expressed

'My fault, what I do?' I stood up

'If you just heard her out, she wouldn't be like this, damn I don't even know if the girl was suffering from something else' Mary said

'Excuse, remember when she didn't want to have nothing to do with me, never pick up my calls, call me back it even visit me, hell she wasn't even there when I got out of hospital' I expressed

How they trying to turn this all around in me?

'Things were difficult, she was receiving death threats, she didn't wanna go out or call, she was scared of someone came for her. She wanted to be alone where she felt safe, back in New York, she didn't want us to bother her, especially you' Mary said

'But she should've told me, or one of y'all, you guys were visiting her and knew shit was happening and I didn't know and look what happen to the both of us now' I expressed

Our friendship is broken because people I could trust could tell me shit, got me feeling like Justine didn't want nothing to do with me so I stopped now just because we can't communicate, look at us now.....

I didn't wanna continue arguing so I got up and walked passed the hospital rooms just in case I saw Justine and she was fine, and the baby.

I stopped me in my tracks as I spotted her, she was attached to a lot of wires. I can't believe how one shot could do her like that. I studied her stomach to see if the bump was still there, well I don't know I don't know how many months she is. She seemed flat and I literally wanted to have a mini panic attack. I would cry if she lost the baby.

I wonder who the father of the baby is, I haven't seen him around.....