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HOW IT ALL BEGAN PART 10
And I’ll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain
It’s so hard to say goodbye
To yesterday
It has been four days since Jenine Yamilex, Yamilex meaning beautiful in Arabic, better known to her friends and family as Nene passed away after being placed on life support due to the bullet wound she endured and the third degree burns she suffered on over 90% of her body. Found in her apartment with her was Jason Marks who some believed to be her long time lover and ultimately, her murderer it is believed that after attempting to take Jenine’s life he turned the gun on himself after setting the house ablaze because he allegedly believed Ms. Yamilex was cheating on him. We are outside of St. Ignatius Loyola Church in Manhattan where all her loved ones are here to pay there last respects. There has to be at least 800 people mourning the death of this well known model who by all means lived up to her last name not just on the outside but on the inside as well. By the looks of things out here she will greatly be missed. The life of a young woman cut way too short; This is Donna Mccullighan back to you at the station.
There were news reporters everywhere covering the funeral of Nene. Since she suffered from burns all over her body there was a closed casket ceremony with her pictures all over the church. Pictures of her laughing, being goofy, sexy, even sad just so everyone could remember her as the fun energetic person that she was. The person taking her death the hardest was Nikki of course because she was the one that Nene called in her time of need. All she heard on her voicemail was a blood curdling scream from one of her best friends and there was nothing she could do about it. Sitting in the limo across the street from the church in an all black Roberto Cavalli Skirt suit that she absolutely hated was Nikki she figured the least she could do was wear it because Nene always told her that she liked the way it fit her. Filled with guilt Nikki paid for all of the flowers at the funeral. She tried to take care of everything but Nenes manager had taken care of everything already. Sitting in the limo with her were T and Robyn. They were all messed up over the situation but were trying to help Nikki pull through. “I want the both of you to listen to something.” Nikki said calling her phones voicemail and putting it on speaker. T gave Nikki a funny look because whenever she said something like that she usually let him hear or see some freaky shit she had on her phone and as much of a freak as T was this definitely was not the time or the place for that shit but before T could finish his thought he heard Nene screaming for Nikki to help her and then a loud thump and that blood curdling scream that Nene let out that Nikki replayed over and over again in her head to the point where she had nightmares when she wasn’t even sleeping. Then a loud gunshot and then another and then three minutes of silence where all you can hear is what sounds to be fire.
Both T and Robyn were crying and sat with tears in their eyes and held onto each other as they listened to their best friends last moments. “Nikki you can’t hold yourself responsible for what happened there was nothing you would have been able to do to save her. We all tried to warn her to leave him alone but she chose to stay with him. You can’t beat yourself up over this.” Nikki now crying harder than ever said you know what you’re right and I have to let go of this but I just feel like at least if she would have spoken to me she would have been okay, you know I was the only one who could calm her down once she got upset or the only one that could get her to see the errors in her ways but when it came to that damn Jason she just didn’t fucking listen! If that motherfucker didn’t kill himself I damn sure would have done the job!” Nikki said pulling her 3032 Tomcat Inox out of her purse. “Oh yeah you big and bad now huh, what the fuck you gon do with that little ass fucking gun stop playing and get your ass up so we can get inside this church.” T said to Nikki , Robyn laughing at the both of them damn yall both have lost you’re damn minds Nene is laughing at everybody right now because the order is gone and now everything is just a big mess Robyn looks up and says “Thanks bitch for leaving us I’mma fuck you up when I see you!” They all laugh and get out the limo just in time to see the fifth in their clique rolling in the hospital because she was pregnant and was supposed to be on bed rest her entire pregnancy and coming to a funeral was not making it any easier on her since she heard about Nene death she had been having complications and feared that she would loose the baby but there was no way in the world she was going to miss her best friends funeral and; she was accompanied by her boyfriend. “Hey honey, how are you? You look at you all swollen.” Nikki said leaning over to hug and kiss her best friend, eyes blood shot red and tears streaming from her eyes she managed an OK out and halfway smiled. They all walked into the church together and sat right in the front pew to the right further away from the casket. People from Hip hop moguls to film and video got up and Praised Nene on being a beautiful intelligent young woman who was very photogenic and loved life and had a smile that anyone would die for. Nikki was supposed to give a speech but couldn’t bring herself to all she kept hearing was the scream that Nene had left on her voicemail. Too grief stricken to stay any longer Nikki excused her self from the ceremony and stepped outside. Once outside Nikki saw a woman with two small children all very well dressed the woman wearing a veil over her face looked at Nikki and Nikki back at she and the three of them walked inside. Nikki taking a long and hard pull on her Newport 100 the only thing on her mid was getting the fuck out of there and the only place she could think to go was to P.F Changs. That was one of her and Nene’s favorite places to eat out. Placing an order for Dan Dan Noodles and shrimp with candied walnuts she took a sip of her wine. All she could think about was how much Nene looked up to her and how much of a friend she had ever been to her flying her oout to party with her or just hang out when she would be on photo shoots all over the country and once even out to Paris. ‘Why did I have to sleep with Jason? I mean he did come on to me first!”
YOUR GIRL THISSITEISCRAZY!!!!!!!
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