4.
Jada
"And that's a wrap ladies and gents", Gary yelled as he clapped with a smile plastered across his face.
I grinned as I gave Vivica a hug as Queen walked over to us as well. it was straight to work after I had checked into the hotel. Running into Pac had me feeling so weird.
Oh yeah, and his "Fiancé" that stressed the point that she was in deed wearing a ring that will eventually symbolize marriage for them one day.
"Jada. You are such a natural at this baby", Gary laughed as he held is arms open.
"With your coaching, its coming along naturally", I grinned showing my perfect set of teeth and welcoming his embrace.
"What about the rest of us man damn", Queen laughed as she cut In between Gary and I embrace. "What the hell"
Gary laughed harder as he playfully smacked her arm and pulled her in for a hug as well. I swear, working with these ladies and the movie crew is such an amazing feeling. Something different but so authentic. Set it off is bound to be a hit.
Especially in the hood. Everyone knows to "hustle by any means".
After going back to my wardrobe and gathering my things, I heard a knock at my trailer door. I smooth my braids behind my ear, still gathering my things.
"Come in", I shouted out.
I heard my trailer door creak as I turned around, I felt my mouth become dry as hell and weak in the legs. I fluttered my eye lashes as a small grin crept on my lips.
"H-How did you...- "
"Was sup Jada...", Pac said with a small smirk on his lips.
He looked so good in such a simple outfit. A crisp white T-shirt, a pair of black Levi 505 Jeans with a pair of Blue and White Nike sneakers with his infamous bandana wrapped around his head.
A gold Versace chain dangled from his neck as he strolled behind me and wrapping his long arms around my petite frame. I turned to face him, looking up at those pretty brown eyes.
"P-Pac", I stammered as I pulled back from him. "How did you know I was here...and how did y-..."
"Damn girl", he laughed as he took a step back and placing his hands up in surrender. "A hello would be nice. But if you must know about how a nigga know about yo whereabouts...- "he said before his voice trailed off.
My eyes diverted back and forth before landing on him.
"Well?" I questioned with a look of concern. "How did you know where I was?"
Pac didn't say anything. He just smiled and took a seat on my suede love couch that rested against the powdered blue walls inside of my trailer.
"All I'm say is this. You a star and I'm a star and people talk. And with people talking I listen and when they say Jada I listen" he said as he licked his lips, followed by a small chuckle.
I planted my hand on my hip, "Pac. Stop playing with me" I groaned. "How did you know I was here and more importantly how did you know where my trailer was"
Pac shook his head. "You would think a girl as fine as you would be smart enough to know that your name is on the outside of your trailer"
"Okay. I am aware. BUT HOW DID YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME. WHO TOLD YOU I WAS FILMING HERE" I elevated my voice before laughing.
He knew he was pressing my buttons and I honestly liked it a lot. But I aint gonna tell him that. I watched Pac as he looked down at the floor before looking back up at me.
I raised an eyebrow, masking my smirk.
"Well? Since you aint gonna tell me how you knew I was here, can you at least tell me if your fi fi know you're here?"
"My what?", Pac questioned before bursting out in laughter and pinching his nose. "What the fuck is a fi fi?"
"Your Fi-an-ce" I said while doing air quotes with my fingers.
"Next question" Pac smiled, twirling his thumbs. "Nah but I came to see you because you know we aint really aint get a chance to talk. You and Kidada was getting acquainted and shit"
"Tuh" I spat. "You could have intervened but you didn't"
"I aint getting in between two women conversations. Hell Nah"
"Well. you got my attention" I replied.
Pac rubbed his hands together while nodding his head. He licked his lips as he adjusted his posture and opened his mouth to speak.
"I just feel like us seeing each other in Vegas is a sign that we need to patch things up"
I blinked as I twisted my mouth to the side as I nodded in agreeance.
"I understand" I admitted as I stared at Pac.
"But for real, we need to get passed it. I don't want to lose you over no dumb shit Jada" Pac said as he walked over to me.
His tall frame hovered over mine as he palmed the side of my face and gave a sly smile. I cleared my throat and I rolled my eyes before giggling a little bit. I stood up straight, now with my bag dangling from my arm.
I was planning on hanging out with everyone from the set tonight, talking to Will and calling it a night to sit on the panel bright and early for my fashion line the next day.
Instead, I have someone by the name of Pac standing over me in my dressing room staring at me like he wants to kiss me and never let me go. I read Pac energy so easily. We feed off each other.
I sighed as I closed my eyes.
"I remember it like it was yesterday..."
| Flashback |
Los Angeles, CA
"Jada...Jada please talk to me", Pac pleaded as he trailed behind me on my heels as we exited the jail.
I was beyond pissed off. Pac got arrested for a DUI and completely totaled his car and wrecking the other persons car as well. it was a warm, but windy California night. I had to sneak out of the bed and had to be extra careful not to wake Will.
Like any man, he's gonna wanna know where his girlfriend is going in the middle of the night.
"Pac, how could you?!", I shrieked as tears swelled in the rim of my eyes. "You could have killed someone tonight! more importantly you could have killed yourself Pac are you slow?!".
I repeatedly hit Pac in his chest. He grabbed my hands and restrained me from hitting him. I was beyond livid at this point.
Pac grabbed me, "Jada I know but I was drinking but...- "
"NO PAC. I saved up a lot of money to buy you that car as a gift and what do you do? HUH?", I cried as I sniffled in between. "You go drinking with yo death row niggas and you come calling me at this hour...like I don't have Will"
"So now you gonn fucking throw that nigga in my face?" Pac coldly spat as he pushed me away from him. "You a fucking trip you know that?"
I poked Pac in his chest with my index finger, "No you are an irresponsible egotistical pig and I wish I never met you. You don't appreciate aint anything I do for you."
"How can you say some stupid shit like that!" Pac roared with a frown on his face.
He continued to follow behind me on my heels as I reached Will's car. I fumbled to put the key inside of the door. Pac hand grabbed mines as I tried to swat his hand away.
"Man fuck you" I bellowed as I pushed him away from me. "You just don't see how the decisions you are making is fucking deteriorating you..."
"Now you wanna talk down on me...tsss" Pac hissed as he took a step back and looked me up and down. "You ain...- "
"Ain't what Pac. Cause I don't see no one else here bailing yo ass out. 18,000 dollars. FUCK!", I spat as I punched my clenched fist into my free hand.
"Fuck you Jada" Pac spat as he turned on his heels. "I'll walk somewhere. Thanks for getting a nigga out. Ima make this wrong decision and walk my ass away from you".
Before I could respond, Pac started walking away from me and down a semi-lit LA street. My heart told me to go after him and say fuck the materialistic shit all that matters is he is safe, alive and well...but my mind told me that he is grown. He needs to watch the company he keeps and the consequences of his actions.
I swung open my car door and sat in the driver's seat and cried uncontrollably. I banged on the steering wheel. About 20 minutes of a good cry, I finally turned on the engine and cruised back to Will place before he'd awake and ask me a million questions.
As of right now, Pac and his ungrateful ass can get home the best way he can. I dipped into my savings for my first house I want to buy to help bail his ass out and look where my loyalty and generosity for someone I love lands me.
Heartbroken.
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