Pleases excuse any grammatical errors.

February 6, 1992

~Cedric (K-Ci) Hailey's P.O.V~

Sometimes them DeGrate niggas be too sensitive, especially over those bitches. It used to be bro's before hoes, now they living by some other type if shit. I was actually serious about THAT T-Boz, she does sound like a nigga. I'm starting to think twice about Dalvin, if she talk like that then she probably sound like a nigga in bed.

That DeVanté nigga on some sprung type shit. He's only known her for about a month. We all used to fuck bitches together including JoJo. Now we only see hang every blue moon, most of the time work-related, and it always seem to end with a fucking fight. I mean, I'm dating Mary but I'm not going to stay committed until I'm married. I'm still gon' fuck around.

"Mary? You cooked?" I said coming into her apartment, dropping my keys on the table.

"K-Ci, is that you?" She said coming from the back.

"Yeah, who else got keys to your apartment?" I asked curiously.

"Nobody..." Mary trailed off confused.

"Then why you ask if it was me?" I came closer to her.

"To make sure nobody else was coming in." She said and pecked my lips.

"Mmhm," I pecked her on the lips. "What was you doing before I got here?"

She pulled out some coke, "I was about to do some of this." This is why I cheat, sometimes she just get TOO high on that shit. I love her deeply though.

"You want some?" She asked rubbing on my shoulders.

"Hell yeah!" I rubbed her backside, referring to her.

"K-Ci, I ain't in the mood for that right now." Mary said slightly pushing me back. "You want some or not?"

"Not right now? You got time for that but not your man?" I asked a bit angry at the fact.

Now let me say this I don't do cocaine, unless I'm very stressed. Even then I don't do a lot of it. Most times I just sprinkle it in my blunt, and call it a day. My first time trying it was on New Years day of this year, and I've only done it four times since then. The last time I was on it was when we all argued at them soft ass DeGrate niggas house. Years ago I would have turned my nose up to the idea of doing cocaine, but these days it's different. I like it, but I like weed way better.

I continued, "Did you at least cook?" If I can't get no play, then I want some food.

"Don't play like I don't be making time for yo ass! If you weighed as much as I cooked for you you'd be looking like your brother. I keep telling you to stop playing with me K-Ci." She threw her arms in the airs while talking, and walked to the couch.

Mary continued, "If you hungry, go make you something or order something. I ain't got to cook all the time. You should put your hands to use sometimes." She sat down on the couch and poured some cocaine on the mirror sitting on the table.

"Man, y'all all stressing my ass out. It's always something with somebody!" I exasperated plopping down next to her on the couch.

She did a line, threw her head back, and turned to face me. "What happened this time baby?"

"Them Jodeci niggas be tripping, man. They been making everything seem like it's my fault. Not to mention them niggas getting too soft! We niggas, and niggas don't get in they feeling."

"Hypocrite, K-Ci you're always in your feeling. If anybody soft it's you, but I like it!" She said swinging her right leg over my left.

"Soft? I'm the hardest nigga in the group!" I said moving my head back some.

"You're thinking much into stuff. Forget all of that. Just relax and enjoy the ride." She said against my lips grinding on me.

"What I'm talking about..." I told her in a low voice against her lips. I gripped her waist. She did the rest while I sat back.

~Dalvin's P.O.V~

"-That nigga always on some sour puss shit! He always think he know." I said finishing ranting to Tionne in the car.

Tionne and I were on the way to Pac's house. Tia was only supposed to be hanging with Pac, but he invited us all to his crib. By we, I mean Tia, JoJo, me, and Tionne. I'm pretty sure he would have invited De too, but his temperamental ass stormed off somewhere.

"Baby, do you know how many times I got that I sound like a man? Plenty of times! It's fine, I don't care what someone thinks of my singing that I'm getting paid to do."

"That's not the point! He's supposed to be my boy, and he's saying shit like that. He-" I stopped at Pac's building.

Tionne cut me off, "-And y'all are still boys, will always be. This is something minor, y'all argue all the time, and sometimes y'all even throw hands."

"Yeah," I said halfway listening to her. "There they go," I pointed to Pac, Tia, and JoJo getting out the car, with a few bags.

I got out the car, went over to Tionne's side, and opened it. "Thank you."

"Mmhm," we followed them to his condo.

"Aht, aht, take y'all shoes of at the door. I sound like my mama right now." Tupac laughed out loud. "Y'all socks clean, right? Some grown motherfucker take they shoes off having my whole place smelling like onions, and corn chips!"

"My shit clean, we ain't no dirty people." I laughed coming out my shoes then stepping on his carpet.

"Some people look like they clean on the surface, but really be some dirty ass niggas." He laughed.

"None of that." Tionne spoke up, laughing as well.

"I ordered some food on the way here. Y'all like Blue Ribbon, right?"

"Yeah, that place is bomb." Tionne said excitedly.

"Cool," Pac shrugged.

"Let's bust them deck of cards out. I ain't forget about last time, man."

"Y'all asses suck at playing Spades! You and ya brother." Pac laughed pointing at me and lighting a blunt.

"Yeah, we'll see about it this time bowling ball ass nigga." I laughed, grabbing Tionne hand and sat in the couch.

"So, you gon' insult me in my own house?" Pac said with a serious tone.

"It kinda does remind me of a bowling ball, but a mixture. A mixture between the ball and the orange cones that be outside. That's just at the top, the rest of your head looks like a giant peanut." Tia laughed.

"Yooo!" JoJo bursted into laughter. "Pinhead Larry ass nigga!"

We was all laughing at this point. "You niggas got jokes I see. Tia, I know you ain't talking about heads. Round face ass."

"Round face with a backside to match. Hey, now." Tia turned around, dropped it low, stood back up, and dusted herself off.

"Whoa," JoJo said shocked that she did that, then looked at me.

"Yo, you getting bold in front the other folks now." Pac said.

"What happened to the quiet, the only opened her mouth to speak knowledge?" I butted in.

"She's still here, she's just getting comfortable. You know? Rubbing her feet on the welcome rug." Tia smiled shrugging.

"Damn, you haven't even opened the front door on them?" Pac asked her.

"I'm almost touching the handle."

"What the hell are y'all even talking about?" I was confused as hell right now.

"Don't worry 'bout it partner, worry about getting yo ass whooped in this game of Spades. Tia we on team, we gon' lay these niggas out." Pac laughed getting the cards and taking a seat.

We had a great time at Pac house. JoJo and I were on teams, Tia and Pac were on teams. Tionne just watch and commented on every wrong move that was made. I could see why De was skeptical about Pac and Tia's relationship. They are pretty close to each other, sometimes I don't even know what the hell they talking about when they speak to each other. De shouldn't be worried about it though. Hell, I thought they were lying about not being together at first, we all did.

JoJo, Tia, and Tionna all rodw back in my car. I dropped Tionne off because she said she was tired and had to get up early tomorrow.

"Bye, baby." I slowly kissed Tionne who was in the passengers seat.

JoJo cleared his throat, "Don't forget that we still back here."

Tionne pulled back laughing, "Yeah baby, you forgetting. I love you, bye."

"Let me walk you up to your apartment it's night time and niggas be tripping." I got out the car and opened the car door for her.

By the time we made it home it was almost eleven at night. I'm tired as hell too, it's been a long ass day. Tia and I walked through the door, and was greeted. She was softly laughing at something stupid JoJo said before he went into his crib.

"Yeah, that big nigga is something else." I laughed shaking my head, as we entered mines and De's house.

"Damn, where y'all been?" De asked sitting on the couch, smoking a blunt, watching adult swim on Cartoon Network.

"I could ask you the same thing, you stormed out, and didn't answer phone. I called twice, trying to make sure you ain't did nothing stupid." I told him.

"Touché." He said.

"Hello," Tia greeted, taking off he shoes.

"H-Hey," De replied.

"Y'all acting like y'all ain't never met." I laughed out looking back and forth between them.

De laughed whild shaking his head, "Shut the fuck up."

"I'm serious though. De acting like one of them scared middle schoolers who scared to talk to they crush." I said, then headed in the direction of my room. I was tired as hell and I'm honestly ready to clock out for the day.

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

When I made it home it was around nine at night. I knew Dalvin was gone because his car wasn't in his parking space. I washed my hands and made my way to the guestroom Tia is staying in. I knocked on the door, but nobody answered. So I opened it and walked in. Tia was gone too.

"She must be still with Pac." I thought out loud.

I was about to exit her room but curiosity got the best of me, and I decided to snoop around. I just opened her suitcase and it was still kind of full. Well it looked to be lighter than when I carried it up here. She had her underwear in a separate compartment than the rest of her clothing. I was about to open it.

"No, you fucking pervert." I shook my head.

I closed it back how it was, and went into the closet. In there was a foldable laundry basket, with her used clothes. I was about to exit once again but saw the nightstands. I opened the one on the left side of the bed and it was empty. So, I went to the other side and saw a journal and a regular notebook. Sitting on the bed, I picked up the notebook and just saw it was ideas for future projects on it. I picked up the journal. Is this like a diary or something?

"Should I read it, or am I doing too much? A page or two won't hurt."

I opened it to the first page and it was nothing too interesting. She doesn't write in this everyday because some dates are skipped. I turned to the middle of the journal, specifically to the day I told her I was interested in her. NOTHING pertaining to me was seen. How will I know? How will I really know, how she feels, besides what she tells me?

"Whitney Houston sounding ass nigga." I laughed, shaking my head.

I turned two pages over, and saw my name. My REAL name, Donald. It mention that I seem like a cool dude, and how she was grateful I let her stay here. I closed it and put it back in it's rightful place. I reached back into the drawer and my hand touched something. I leaned down and saw it was a small box. Being the curious person I am I grabbed it.

"Cute." I examined the design of it.

When I opened it all I saw was a bunch of sage. She sages the room? I heard of some people doing that to ward off bad spirits or some shit. I picked up the sage to see if there was anything else. It was just a small lighter, the ones you light the grill with but a smaller version. I picked it up and clicked the red button and it lit up. I turned I back off and put it back. Then I noticed a small compartment in the box, so I opened it and stuck my hand it there. As soon as I did I felt a POWERFUL vibration. I quickly pulled my hand back.

"The hell is that?!" I frowned.

I opened the compartment all the way up and saw it was a vibrator. A clitoral vibrator!🤣🤣🤣 This is one hilarious, yet surprising moment right here! I grabbed it and clicked a button. The thing vibrated in my hand harder the more I pressed the button.

I turned it around and noticed I was pressing the plus button. No wonder it vibrated harder, this thing doesn't even make a noise.

"Shorty really use this? This thing look like it bring on something intense!" I closed my eyes to get the image out my mind, and to calm myself. I looked at it, pressed the power button to shut it off.

"Yo, this shit hilarious!" I was now laughing even harder than before.

I put it up to my nose, sniffing it, expecting to smell pussy. To my dismay it didn't smell like anything. I smacked my lips disappointed.

"That's what you get for being nosey." I licked my dry lips, shrugging.

I placed it back in the box and decided to shower. I snatched the condom off that I still had own when ol' girl kicked me out. I flushed it and showered. Afterwards, I decided smoke a blunt and watch cartoons. 'Tom & Jerry' was on, so I watched that until adult swim came on.

Then I heard the jingling of keys. Dalvin and Tia came into the house laughing.

"Damn, where y'all been?" I exhaled the smoke.

"I could ask you the same thing. You stormed out and didn't answer the phone. I called you twice, trying to make sure you ain't did nothing stupid." Dalvin said. I ain't even gon' lie, I did do some stupid shit. Who doesn't?

"Touché." I said to him looking at Tia.

"Hello," she smiled at me.

"H-hey," I raised my hand to wave with my finger.

"Y'all acting like y'all ain't ever met." Dalvin laughed looking back and forth between Tia and I.

"Shut the fuck up." I laughed, because he was right.

"I'm serious though. De acting like one of those middle schoolers who scared to talk to their crush." Dalvin said still laughing and head to his room.

Tia finished taking off her winter gear and pointed to the back."I'm going to go shower. See you in the morning. Goodnight."

"Goodnight." I nodded, and she began to walk back. "Wait." I said then she turned back around.

"Yes?"

"N-n-nevermind." I said shaking my head.

"O-kay," she said a bit awkwardly.

"No, actually I just wanted to say sorry for earlier." I said and she just looked confused. "When I brushed you off at the studio, I ain't mean no harm." I mean she was just trying to comfort me at the time.

"Oh! I accept your apology. You cool."

"Yeah, that's all I wanted to say to you."

"Okay," she then continued to make her way to the back, and I watched her.

When she was out of sight, I leaned back against the couch, closed my eyes and looked at the ceiling. I inhaled, then exhaled the smoke from the blunt slowly. I hope she don't find nothing out of place.

Note: I just wanted to give you all things from the others point of view.

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