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                                     |Recap|

Being back at The Varnish is beginning to bring back memories. Feels like something bad happened here but I just can't seem to remember.

"She gave me back the ring then called it off."

Scooter sighed. "Yeah. I'm so sorry to hear that E."

"So this probably explains why she's been so bitchy and distant towards me. We haven't smoked weed in bed together in awhile. She's just so different."

He nodded. "Maybe she's on her period. E you know how women are, especially when that time of the month comes. Just give her the space she needs, and hopefully she'll come around."

"Hopefully," I sighed "I mean.. I thought she wanted to spend the rest of her life with me. She accepted the promise ring, and she enjoyed Vegas."

"Why would she accept the ring if she knew that she would give it back? What did you do to her E? Is she pregnant?" he laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "Nowhere near pregnant. I think she's still pressed over the fact that Tracy had Erin. Which was fucking two years ago."

"Well," he trailed off "how are you holding up? Are you okay? I'm worried about you man."

"Would you two gentlemen like another drink? Or maybe a refill?" the barista asked with a smile.

I waved, letting her know that we're fine.

"Yeah but to tell you the truth, shit hasn't been the same ever since Lucky died."

"Yeah," he muttered.

"And now Dre wants to start his own label with Suge Knight. I guess he's rolling with a Bompton nigga now. Tomica doesn't want to be with me anymore; and LAPD is still looking for the nigga that shot me. My life is in shambles right now. Everything is fucked up."

"That's why you got me. Lucky is resting in a better place and Tomica is just another bitch. But I tried to warn you about her E."

"Warn me about what?"

"She's a snake and foul. You really need to watch yourself because you can't trust everybody. There's snakes around you E and she's one."

"Scooter I was going to propose to her. The promise ring was just a pre-proposal but I was going to pop the question soon."

He raised a brow. "Eric.. we Kelly Park Crips and all we have is each other's backs. We don't love these hoes and you know that. Just forget about her, forget about love, and focus on what's really important."

"Like what?"

"I don't know.. maybe your music. Your kids. Junior is growing up, Erica, Erin, you have more important things to worry about E."

"My kids are my world and so is Tomica."

"Well, her attitude towards you has nothing to do with Tracy having Erin," he sighed "the girl is going through so much shit right now. Who could blame her?"

"What are you talking about?"

"She's involved with a gang banger. Someone put a bullet in you two years ago and it's a blessing that you survived. She had to watch you suffer. And now she's no longer working for KTLA News," he shrugged.

I shook my head. "Wait, I'm confused. What happened with-"

He stirred his drink. "That's enough for anybody to go insane. I feel sorry for her."

"She was fired? She doesn't work for KTLA News anymore?" I questioned.

I'm confused on why Tomica lost her job and the fact that Scooter knows instead of me.

He nodded. "Yeah. Sucks doesn't it? Damn."

"She was fired and she told you? But didn't tell me?"

"I mean.. you two aren't together anymore right? So why should she tell you?"

I licked my lips. "Okay..."

"So let me be honest with you E. The reason why I asked you to meet me here is because.. well I'm the reason why you two aren't together anymore."

"What?"

"Just what it sounds like. I'm the reason why you two aren't together. I'm the other guy," he muttered before finishing the rest of his drink.

I cleared my throat. "I'm still confused. What-"

"You had a baby with your ex. Do you know how bad that hurt her? Since Erin was born in 1990, that means you cheated on her. And me? I was there for her when you weren't."

"I-I don't believe this," I cleared my throat again "I don't believe any of this. It doesn't make sense. We went to Vegas, I gave her a promise ring. She lived with me, I don't believe you."

"I'm really sorry, but I just thought you should know. The truth hurts, I know it does. But you know we'll always be buddies. And if you want, I can pay for your drink. It's on me."

He kept a straight face the entire time. So, he's got to be serious. But none of this is adding up, this doesn't make any sense.

Tomica loses her job at KTLA News all of a sudden after we broke up. And somehow she's messing with Scooter?

"I gotta go," I mumbled before heading towards the door.

Of course I was bombarbed by the paparazzi but, I'm not going to pay them any mind. Not right now.

"Get that camera out my face," I spat.

I looked back and he began to smirk before winking at me.

[A/N: so this scene is inspired by Spiderman 3, I just felt that it would fit with the storyline lol if you're wondering]

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"More beautiful than the Mona Lisa, worth more than gold. And my eyes have the pleasure to behold. You're my latest and my greatest, my latest my greatest inspiration."

On my way home, I felt my pager vibrate. I'm honestly not in the mood to talk to anyone at the moment.

Seems like the only person that's keeping me sane right now is Teddy Pendergrass. I actually wanted this song to be played at our wedding in the future, along with "As We Lay"; just for her.

Still, something is fishy about this situation.

"You inspre me, inspire me. Don't you know, my latest, my greatest inspiration. You keep just keep on lifting me up higher. Mmm. Higher. You inspire me, I want you to keep lifting me up higher, higher."

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"Hello?" I answered while keeping a tight hold on Tomica's promise ring. I gave this ring to her for a reason, because I love her and I want to be with her.

But I guess some things just aren't meant to be.

"Is this Mr. Wright?" the voice on the other end questioned.

"Yeah."

"Hi. This is Officer Garrett from the Los Angeles Police Department. How are you?"

My face dropped. "I'm fine. May I ask why you're calling?"

"I would like to talk to you if you don't mind. Please come to the precinct as quick as you can."

"Is there a problem?"

Los Angeles Police Department

"Well it's been two years since your friend's passing and I'm so sorry for your loss Mr. Wright."

I nodded.

He then pulled out a picture. "So we finally tracked down his killer. This is our guy and he goes by the nickname Scooter."

"Wait," I trailed off "what are you talking about?"

"This is the man who killed your friend. He's been on the run for years and has an outstanding criminal record. He's been in and out of prison and is a member of the Bloods street gang."

I grabbed the photo and glanced at it.

"No, you got this wrong."

"Well we have a couple of witnesses who are willing to tell us everything they saw that night. The night he was gunned down."

His voice trailed off due to me daydreaming. Everything is starting to come back to me. Everything. Slowly but surely.

I'm beginning to remember that night. The night Lucky was killed. I think he was trying to tell me something before he died.

Maybe he was trying to tell me that Scooter shot him.

Yeah, now I remember.

We had a few drinks at some bar and I even volunteered to serve customers.

And I knew I had a bad vibe about The Varnish. I remember having another toast then.. everything went black.

"Mr. Wright? Are you listening? I'm trying to do my job."

Tears began streaming down my cheeks. But these are tears are anger and frustration. I lost my memory and I forgot a lot of things but, everything is slowly coming back to me.

Slowly, but surely.

"Mr. Wright please."

"Doing your job? Are you sure? No, you're not doing your job."

"Excuse me?" he retorted after raising a brow.

"You could've fooled me," I spat.

"What?"

"I said you could've fooled me. You're not doing your damn job. It took you two whole years just to track one man down? I had to watch my best friend die in the middle of the street and I even chased down two innocent men."

"First of all calm-"

"No I'm not gonna calm down. Calm down? This man killed my friend and almost killed me. Then had the audacity to walk back into my life like nothing happened. He killed my friend and is still out there!" I yelled.

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"Eric," he chuckled "I knew you would come to your senses sooner or later. But what took you so long?"

"Come to my senses? I was never dumb."

"Do you want a drink? Oh I'm sorry, you don't want that night to happen again do you? The night we had a toast at The Varnish," he laughed while walking towards me.

"Tomica.. what did you do to her?"

"What did I do to her? What do you mean what did I do to her? I did what you failed to do. And she trusted me E. So don't get mad at the fact that I'm more of a man than you are."

He took a sip of his drink and I knocked it out of his hand.

"Funny," he smirked "but I knew this day would come. Like I said, you can't trust everybody and you trusted me like a dumbass."

He continued. "And love? You don't love that girl and since there obviously isn't any more love between you two, then don't waste your time. Because you see, Eric Wright is smarter than that."

I chuckled. "You are a hot ass mess."

"Oh but we do have something in common. We both love what's between her legs," he laughed.

"You gonna kill me like you killed Lucky? Let me see. Try me."

"I couldn't wait for this day to come. The day I beat the life out of your midget ass."

"Oooh," I cooed.

He charged towards me and attempted to perform a bodyslam, as if he's some sort of wrestler, but I dodged which caused him to trip and hit his head on an end table.

"Stings huh?"

He glared at me without responding.

"Oh what's wrong? You gonna cry?"

"Eric Lynn Wright, fag. It's time for you to die. And I'm gonna kill you just like I killed Lucky."

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