Fallin 4 u

57.

Justine Indira Skyers- 1996
California, Los Angeles, America

As DeVante and the rest of his band mates weren't here due to him having to go on tour straight after the holiday, I decided to rock up at the studio where all my friends were going to be there. I figured that because I never told them about my engagement, I might tell them here.

I was still overjoyed at the fact that I'm getting married so I decided to get all dolled up to meet them at the studio. I wore white floral bandeau crop top with a pair of denim ripped high waisted shorts. I put on some white as trainers on, feeling newly wed already as I put my hair in a half up half down ponytail, also making my ring as visible. Damn that ring still blinding me, it's brighter than my fucking future.

I got to the studio and opened the door seeing everyone just chilling away.

''Justine!' Everyone said in shock as the came to give me a hug

'Girl you looking sprung today, what sweet you?' Mary asked

I didn't hesitate at all as I took my left hand and showed them the dazzling ring on my finger.

'AAAAWWWWWHHHH!' The girls jumped up in joy

'What's all the commotion?' Pac asked as he was coming out of the recording booth

'Justine is getting married!' Faith said

'Married?' He asked as he didn't know what the word meant

'Yeah...DeVante proposed to me and I said yes' I looked at him funny

'Oh...okay...congratulations' he said bluntly as he kissed my cheek exiting the room

'What's wrong with him?' I laughed nervously

'I dunno...' Cliff trailed off

'Anyways....when is the wedding?' Jennifer asked

'Innit, I'm gonna be the maid of honour right?' Mary asked with certainty

'Back of bitch she'll probably choose her sister' Faith said

'YO' I shouted 'I need to work on this album and Ginuwine's as well'

'Can't DeVante do that?' Jennifer asked

'Girl you must be living under a rock or something' I looked at her stupid 'DeVante's label didn't do well and he with Def Jam now'

'Aight so when the wedding gonna happen' Jennifer asked again

'Girl with all these things happening, the wedding is going to have to wait'

Tupac Amura Shakur- 1996
California, Los Angeles, America

Fuck this man! How the hell can I let this happen? She getting married to DeVante now and I actually started developing feelings for her. Yeah she's my best friend but after that night, damn she had me all up in my thoughts.

I was outside the studio, pacing back and forth as I took out many drags from my blunt, trying to make myself high to get Justine of my mind.

The fact that none of those bitch asses never came out to see if I was ight. Hmm now I see who my real friends are.

Before taking one last drag out of the blunt before going back inside.

I saw Justine walking towards the door and got confused as I saw her walking towards the exit as I swear she just got here.

My eyes connecting with her's as she opened her mouth to talk. Being the idiot I am, I walked passed her, not wanting to do anything with her just because her ass taken and I wanted her.

'I KNOW YOUR UGLY ASS DIDN'T JUST WALK PAST ME AS I WAS ABOUT TO SPEAK?' She shouted

'I'M UGLY? YOU KNOW HOW MANY GIRLS THAT WANT TO RIDE ON THIS DICK?' I shouted back

'WELL THAT GIRL DOESN'T WANT TO!'

'PLEASE YOU ENJOYED IT WHEN I GAVE YOU THE BEST CLIMAX OF YOUR LIFE' I Shot back

'BUT DEVANTE DID A BETTER JOB!'

'SUCK MY DICK!' I cursed as I put my middle finger up

'ALREADY HAVE' she smart mouthed me

Damn that girl...