𝐖𝐓𝐃𝐑.

003.

' 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟕, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟑 '
cedars-sinai medical center ━━
los angeles, california !

"Breast augmentation surgery, that's how you're gonna change your image?" Michel'le flipped through the pages of an Ebony Magazine, glancing over at me occasionally. I decided to have a ladies night out so me, Michel'le, Rage, and another female artist signed to Death Row, named Jewell were all living it up in San Francisco.

A week had passed by since I signed to the label and I had yet to release my single because it was difficult for me to find out how I wanted to go about my appeal to the audience. It was taking a lot of time for me to figure everything out.

I stood in front of the mirror, eyeing my physique. "Yes, Mich. I mean, look at my chest, it's flat. If I'm gonna sell some records I have to look the part. I can't just step onto the music scene with nothing to show-" My mind couldn't forget the things that Dre, Snoop, and Kurupt had said prior.

"Show your voice, duh!" Miche'le retorted, dropping her magazine in the process.

"Mika, you look good, girl. All of the men are always talking about you at the label so you're obviously good enough. Being yourself is the best route to go in my opinion. But it is your decision so if your decision means making those boobs bigger, by all means go for it." Jewell interjected, Mich and Rage nodding along at her words.

"Thanks for the support, guys. It's set in stone then. I'm gonna set up an appointment and you guys are more than welcome to join me if you'd like." I replied, into which they all agreed to coming along with me.

My mind thought back to a few days ago when I came to the conclusion that I wanted to go through with the surgery. So here I was, at Cedars. I was laid in the hospital bed, dressed in a robe that did little to cover up my body.

The girls were in attendance and they stood at my bedside as I prepared myself for the awaiting procedure. I wrapped myself up in the blankets they provided for me and looked outside of the window, eyeing the birds that were flying around in the cloudy skies.

I told Suge about my decision and he offered to help pay for my hospital expenses -Especially since I didn't have a penny to my name.

There was a knock on the door and there Kurupt was with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. This was most definitely an unexpected visit. Especially since I specifically remember stressing to the girls and Suge that I didn't want it going around that I was getting a boob job but apparently they didn't listen.

"I know that you didn't want me here but I begged them to tell me where you were cause I've been wanting to see you ever since you went to San Fran." He explained, setting the roses next to my bed on the counter.

"Maybe we should give these two some privacy." Michel'le was headed for the door until I grabbed her by the arm. "There's no need for you to leave because we don't need any privacy. Kurupt, if there's anything you have to say to me, you can say it right now in front of everybody else." I didn't mean to come off so strong but it was pretty clear that he didn't get the memo that I wasn't interested.

"I'm just here to support, Mika, that's all. Can I at least do that?" He looked down at me, moving a loose strand of hair behind my ear.