| A/N my unpublished chapters fuckin deleted bro.....has that happened to anyone else? Maybe it's coz my books long. But don't worry I've been rewriting so bare with me. I almost got locked out of this account forever (AGAIN) 😂🤕🤕 thank god for my old diary, I've changed my password we back in business. A lot of thought is going into these chapters so they will take time to execute |
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| M O N A É ' S P.O.V |
"- but you didn't need to actually spit on the floor tho baby..." He delicately helped me out of the god-sent rolls-Royce as he continued to speak about what had happened earlier. Yeah I guess I got a little carried away but I'm proud of myself for keeping my mouth shut for as long as I did, coz y'all know that ain't easy. I've matured a lot, but I'm still cut throat when it comes to who I love.
"that was extra." He cocked his head to the side with a playful attitude, making me throw my head back and laugh immediately. As much as he wanted to tell me what I did was wrong, he couldn't help but laugh that I spat in front of snoop - not on him just to clarify - I wouldn't take it back neither. Frankly I don't feel like flying for a very long time, even tho it's not up to me...But hey I'll probably change my mind before vegas.
We'd just pulled up in the unfamiliar driveway of what's now Dejâ and Darnells new place. It was a sexy crib on the corner ( no ghetto shit like the old crib, let's get that straight from jump ). it was an all White House with five bedrooms, and to me it's so beautiful to actually see our come up manifest before my eyes. it felt like just yesterday I was eating back bread and lighting my blunts on the stove.
"You can save some of that for later mami" he licked his lips looking me up and down, pulling me closer. As much as it turned me on I felt laughter burst from my mouth.
"What we going to go find some paparazzi?" I laugh in hysterics as I felt him put me in a playful headlock while I gripped his large bicep, always being dramatically careful of me as he did so.
"Ha ha very funny, you a little comedian now huh" he sarcastically laughed holding back a genuine smile as I broke out of his weak ass hold.
"Everyday baby, everyday" I shrugged and took a bow. Damn I feel better already, it's a shock what a change in environment can make you feel so different, my spirit already feels peaceful. It was a great feeling because we hadn't laughed like this while sober in a longgg time. He was so cute I could just eat him.
Just as I thought those words I felt a heavy force connect with my body, I was tackled to the ground as I faced Tupac, feeling my whole body weight shift and crash into the concrete below, followed by the most obnoxious voice in the whole of Long beach California.
"MY BITCHHHHHHSHWHAHAJJAJW!"
"DEJAAA YOU FUCKIN CRAZY BITCHHH" My screams muffled by her chest as my shock soon turned to excitement as we rolled around unable to keep our cool.
"Damn that's a whole lotta love" I hear Tupac giggle from above as me and my sister embraced eachother.
"My killa its been ah minuteee son!" I hear Darnell's excited voice making me look up, he jogged straight over to Tupac and they dapped and embraced each other. Surpringly these two got really close around the time of our engagement regardless of Kadafi and Dejas little thing, these two cause so much trouble together on god. But there's nothing that makes my heart more warm then the people I love caring for each other.
"Well if it ain't the craziest nigga in Long Beach what's good D" Tupac laughed back as they hyped each other up.
Aww man it was good to be back!...
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"Ughhh I'm so full" Tupac groaned as he patted his stomach, surrounded by wrappers of the food he just devoured. Slouching back on the couch and putting his arm around me.
"You better save some room for me sheit" I cussed jokingly as I lay my head on his chest, pecking his neck as I did so.
"You know that's mandatory baby, I always got space" He rubbed my thigh, still clearly exhausted which made me chuckle and stretch my arms out.
"I could eat another strudel thooo!!" I call out to nobody in particular with my arms stretched up into the air. Tupac tickling me as I did so making me yelp and slap him. Playful ass fool.
"THERES ONE ON THE COUNTER I THINK! " Deja called out from a random room, I didn't even expect an answer, but when I did receive one, Me and Tupac's eyes dart to one another's as she responded. both of us knowing exactly what was going down next, and just like that I lifted myself from the couch slipping in the carpet slightly as we sprinted toward the kitchen like mama was calling us for dinner.
"THATS MY GODDAMN STRUDEL NIGGAAAaaAaa!!!" I grab his white vest hearing a rip as I did so. pulling him absolutely nowhere in the process apart from me along with him, finally makin it to the counter he grabbed it and held it above my head. We be doin shit like this all the time, it's not even about the fuckin strudel it's about winning!.
"I'll climb you like a tree GIMEE" I whined and tried to drag his arm down, he wasn't even that much taller then be but boy was he strong. Tupac's constant laugh fuelling the fire in me.
"Well would you look at that, some millionaires fighting over a toaster strudel" I heard a familiar male voice chuckle from behind us, making us both freeze and instinctively turn around- to reveal Shaheed in the double doorframe with his arms crossed shaking his head with a smile.
"SHAHEEEDDDDDD MOHAMMEDDDD" I practically scream immediately giving up on the prized toaster strudel and run to hug my bro. He'd seemed to have grown a full beard in the time frame I hadn't seen him, which will definitely take some getting used to but it suited.
"Blessings my family!! I missed yall" He laughed at my over the top reaction and gave us both some love, as Deja and Darnell finally entered the kitchen area, deja in a dressing gown and Darnell in his boxers.
"Yeah yeah yeah Waddup shah- ANYWAY !! -" Deja waves off shaheed in a nonchalant tone since she sees him all the time, before clapping her hands once and smiling heavily, grabbing Darnell's arm.
"Since were all finally here, We got a lil announcement to make!" Deja grinned ear to ear grabbing our attention as Darnell stood trying not to smile as much as he clearly wanted to, they're so cute together.
"Oh wait! " Deja quickly hurried to the wall of the kitchen grabbing a picture frame and putting in on the island counter, in-between me and shaheed, looking down curiously my heart grew heavy as a small smile formed on my lips.
"Hey sis.." I whisper barely audible as the tip of my fingers lightly caress the picture of Monique that Deja had placed on the table. wow I miss her. I felt Tupac rub my back in support from beside me as Deja cleared her throat to gain our attention.
"Okay so...-" Deja smiled to herself warmly as the silence grew, but it was short lived.
"EVERYBODY PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!!!-"
A male voice screamed into the house making us all jump and freeze, doing exactly that. Was this a swat!? What have I done in the last four months...I hope this ain't Darnell fault coz we bout to be all over the news for just being black and being here!, Fuck this is like being black in Beverly Hills?? I don't wanna die. My mind raced back and fourth as we heard them approach.
"-AND WAVE EM LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CAREEEEE" The voice of the one and only Caine had exposed itself as he sang the second sentence with no accent, making us all sigh in relief and anger as I clenched my heart. A few of us shout after him, putting our hands down, Darnell putting him in a headlock the second he wondered in as Deja slapped him. I grabbed the roll of kitchen towel and threw it at him. This nigga loves attention, I remember when he pretended to get run over by me the lil Pussy.
"You stupid ass nigga" Darnell shoved and cursed his old roommate who was laughing his ass off.
"You play too much" shaheed shook his head and crossed his arms.
"You crazy man" Tupac chuckled and dapped him seeing the lighter side of the situation, which is what I love about this man. I mean it was creative I'll give him that but very stupid Caine.
"Come here you fool, I hate you" I found myself begin to laugh as I punch Caine in his arm before pulling him into a hug.
"You're ridiculous" I add and he laughed
"It was sly funny tho don't play" He cackled, grabbing something off the counter like his hands were magnetic and shoving it into his fat ass mouth.
"The strudellll" I stretch my arms out as if I could do something about Caine eating it, covering my face with my hands as it crumbled out of his mouth.
"This yours?" He spoke quickly with his speech muffled, pointing to his mouth n spitting crumbs straight on me making me shoot out of my seat.
"Close yo mouth!!! Nasty ass" i wipe my tracksuit bottoms as Caines hand shot over his mouth making Tupac and Darnell bust out laughing.
"Sorry Nae love you an all dat" He blew a mocking kiss to me with his mouth still full, making me narrow my eyes in annoyance pretending to wipe it off like a child.
"Caine can you shut the fuck up for two seconds PLEASE" Deja sighed making he hands drop to her sides in annoyance, I found myself laughing at this moment just taking it in. I missed these goofy motherfuckers. We're like the black 'FRIENDS' or suttm.
"Sorry sorry sorry go" he quickly apologised with an amused expression pinned to his face, I pull him to sit in the vacant seat beside me.
"As I was SAYING." Deja cleared her throat, her death glare turning into an uncontrollable smile once again as she looked at Darnell beside her holding his arm.
"We ain't gonna beat around the bush so I hope yall ready!" Darnell continued as he grinned, deja pecking his cheek as they stood in front of us.
"WERE GONNA TRY FOR A BABY!!"
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|Later that night|
"A creative heart, obsessed with satisfying
this dormant and uncaring society
you have given them the stars at night
and u have given them
Bountiful Bouquets of Sunflowers
but 4 u there is only contempt
and though u pour yourself into that frame
and present it so proudly this world
could not accept your masterpieces
from the heart.
So on that starry night u gave 2 us
and u took away from us
the one thing we never acknowledged,
your life."
I sighed as I scribbled the last line onto the paper, sat in Deja's dormant living room by myself (This is actually a real Tupac poem sorry but we takin itttt). As overjoyed I was about Deja and D's News, we even partied all evening - I couldn't help but mourn Monique. I gulp as I relive the moments she'd stumble through the doorframe after what he Did to her, i know I can't change a thing but I just can't help living with the fact I couldn't save her. I couldn't save my sister from her demons...now she's gone forever. But with this apparent baby that could be on the way, we need that joy right now, it's amazing.
Ripping me from my depressive thoughts i heard my brick phone begin to ring, answering it on the first bell without checking who it was to stop the ringing (I have respect for the household like that). Not speaking first I wait for them too.
"Guess who" I hear a familiar raspy voice chime with a mischievous chuckle.
"Eazy eric what the fucks good nigga" I chuckle to myself trying to keep a hushed tone for the people who were alseep, I haven't heard from Eric in forever.
"At the studio waiting on yo ass to hop on this-" He started but I cut him off
"-Eric-" I cut him off only for him to but in again to correct me
"-on this beat dang! What you thought I meant" He laughed even more making me sigh from the seriousness in what I was about to say, I laugh at the misunderstanding immediately amused.
"Shut up man" I lean over the coffee table to tap my ash as I continued,
"Yeah I'm tryina lay low right now uno?" I add and admit in a more serious tone, I came here to avoid going to the hood so like...uno
"Yeah yeah I get that, but you know I can send someone to pick you up and take you back no problem...sometimes the music can't wait," Eric had an ergency to his voice this time, before clearing his throat and adding.
"And plus, those bitch made niggas don't come around real ganstas you know this" He chuckled again going back to his usual playful tone, I smile to myself thinking of how great it'd be to let out everything I'm feeling right now on a track.
"So pull up ma, come lay something down" He spoke again breaking the silence
"Eric, you know I'm enga-"
"Hey hey hey lay something down on the track, I'm not advancing nothin sis, see that? Sis...Im good at this shit now huh" he laughed making me do the same.
"And plus, I got some news. I wanna talk in real life tho...and you know you owe me a verseeee" he sang the last bit trying to tempt me. I sighed being torn between decisions for a moment.
"I'll be ready in thirty."
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"I can't believe you got me up in hereee" I start to speak before I fully enter the studio, pushing the familiar heavy duty studio door of ruthless records as I shook my head and laughed.
"Well if it ain't our little east coast worrier!" MC Rens voice was the first to be heard as I scanned the room full of Eazys crew, a few guys and a girl I've never seen before but it was only like seven people. They all greeted me knowing exactly who I am.
"Yes The ruthless villain himself what's good!" I smile I go hug him. He was always so cool.
"Bless y'all" I great th rest of them as I scan the room for E, nodding my head to the fire beats that were being played.
"Wheres-"
"Nefertari!!" He came out of the booth with his little ass self, with a genuine look of happiness on his face with his arms out.
"Eric man!" I find my smile and hug him straight away. It wasn't a long one just a friendly one y'all...now mind yo business.
"Come on then what you waiting for!" He held the booth door open
"Oh so you ready ready" I laugh, removing my jacket and tossing it onto the piano in the corner before entering
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A few hours in and we were killing it, got a track with Ren and this new rapper called killa C, he was actually dope as fuck, now I'm in the booth with E who was spitting.
"I pack that Tech 9, plus an AK-47, send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven...peep -" As he contained to rap for a moment he shook his head in what I thought might have been disapproval as he stopped for a moment.
"I pack that Tech 9, plus an AK-47, send a one way ticket to my hell or maybe heaven, peep. Nigga I don't sleep burry motherfuckers in the-.. in the concrete" His face screwed up again as I heard him losing himself the longer we went on, maybe he's drank too much uno?. I put my hand on his shoulder for support.
"It's heat you got this, last take and we'll go" I say as I tap his arm trying to reassure him.
But the second I did
he collapsed to the floor.