owning a strip club

<𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖤𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍>

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tears filled the brim of my eyes because i recognized that voice anywhere. i turned and seen my mom and bursted into tears.

i gave her a hug and she rubbed my back while repeating "i'm here" and "it's alright" in my ears.

i finally got myself together then realized, "where's mike?" i asked.

"oh, he was helping everybody clean up at the restaurant." kobe said then i heard the door open.

i got so excited.
"mike come here!" i yelled.

mike came upstairs and had a reaction similar to mines. a year of joy slipped from his eyes as he embraced my mom. after they parted my mom looked back at kobe.

"so is this your man? you got with a gang leader?" she asked.
"no he's not my man." i replied.

"wait what?" kobe asked.
"because if what that girl said is true, you slept with my sister. also i still haven't been asked out sooo" i said turning back to my mom.

"i didn't sleep with her tho." kobe admitted.
"then why the hell did she say 'finish what we did last night' and why did you let me think that?" i asked.

"come on mike, show me to the kitchen." my mom said pushing mike from the room and closing the door behind her.

i turned back to kobe waiting for his explanation.

"that day when i got a phone call, it really was for business." he began. "me and your sister were working on a plan to take down your brother." he said.

"ok, so where did the sleeping together part come from?" i asked.

"she told me i couldn't be with you because it wasn't safe. i didn't want to stop seeing you so i didn't tell you. then she said that when she seen you and i went along with it because she was right, it wasn't safe." he confessed.

i was dead quiet like wtf. how you gonna let a sister i didn't even know about tell you what's best for me. he waved his hand in my face trying to get my attention.

"des, please say something." he begged.
"i don't know how to feel. all i know is you pushing me away only did two things..." i began.

"all it did was put me in even more danger, and constantly throw us off track." i finished.

"desiré" he said.
"kobe, i don't think we should do this." i said pointing between us two.

"are you serious?" he asked.
"we keep trying but it never works, i just don't think now is our time." i said about to cry.

"des, don't do this." he said walking up to me.

he cupped my face with his hands and leaned in. he kissed me and i kissed back slightly smiling.

"that feeling i get when i touch you, i don't get with anybody else." he said grabbing my hands.
"what do you want me to do?" i asked.

"just give me a week to win you over. if i don't i'll let it go." he said and i nodded.

"one week." i said sternly.
"now go take a shower and get redressed because you dress has a blood splatter on it." he said.

"what you mean get dressed?" i asked.

"we're going out again. for real this time."

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