"What the fuck are you doing man? Get the fuck outta here!" I screamed as Damion came bursting through my door while Angela and I were naked on the living room floor.
"Yo, we gotta a gig to do bro, get the fuck up!" He yelled back. I had been partying all night with Angela that I forgot about fucking her multiple times last night. Yes, the drugs were that good. I covered Angela up who was apparently still fucked up that she didn't even hear Damion come in. I went to get dressed.
In the car ride I drank down two whole water bottles to get my energy going. "Did you ditch the car?" Damion asked me as he was driving.
"At the bottom of the lake with the others." I finished buttoning up my shirt and winced. Angela and I apparently had a VERY good night as I noticed the scratch marks all down my chest. Some still bleeding.
"Yo what the hell did you guys do?" Damion asked.
"You don't want to know." I laughed as we drove on.
This next gig we were supposed to meet Alex at the Lucky Mart parking lot where two dudes ran it. We get a feel for these people. We can tell if they are smart with the street life or dumb to it, as most were. And mostly if they had cameras and if they didn't. I was still working on my new invention with making cameras shut off with a special remote. So far, I tried it once and succeeded but I couldn't get the damn thing to work again.
Alex was right where he said he'd be when we pulled up. He caught a bus up here an hour ago. I got out and met Alex while Damion waited in the car. " You know what you are doing here?" Alex nodded.
"Alright here we go."
Eight minutes later we were racing down the freeway with $400 bucks to split. Alex was in the back peeling off the remnants of the plastered makeup face while I was splitting up the money. So far, I was well ahead of my game. I had a lot of money saved up and I wanted to make some plans. I wanted to pay the landlord a few months to stay ahead, and I wanted to take that nice girl out. The hell with the landlord being the uncle and all, I'd treat this girl well without the guys knowing my other "Proper" side. I was going to win this girl over, fuck her and then act crazy so she would dump me later and I wouldn't be to blame for it. I laughed at myself. Here's the thing with me, I chased women, especially beautiful slutty whores. It was another high for me. But this girl was a different challenge and I wanted to win a chance with her in bed.
"What the fuck is so funny?" Alex asked. I don't laugh much.
"Well I kinda met this girl yesterday and--,"
"I already know I saw her naked ass!" Damion cut me off.
"No, not Angela. This other girl who cut my hair. I want to get to know her. We had this kind of mutual attraction, you know?" I said.
"What's her name and where did she cut your hair?" Alex asked.
"The barber was closed, and Hair Palace was the only place open. Her name is Mindy and she was available to cut mine. We both had some sort of connection and I want to take her out." I said.
"Wait! Is she a goody two shoes girl? One of those book worms' nerds?" Damion asked.
"Yea, well, no she's a good girl man. And she's fucking hot. And I kinda want to get into her pants and then I don't because my landlord is her uncle." I looked down.
"So she's related to your landlord?" Alex asked, "Yea man you don't want to fuck that up. That's a really nice place. On the water and all."
"Yea, I don't know, maybe I'll just take her out and see what happens. I bet I can somehow pull the wild side out of her. I just wanted to tumble around a little, act crazy so she will dump me later, you know the deal." I shrugged my shoulders and smirked.

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Roman d'amourBefore her, I was content with my life. Knocking over convenience stores, stealing back up cars, hustling drugs, down to smashing the next face who dared to fuck with me. I did what I had to do to pay my rent. I chased the thug life. Being popular...