5 hours, it took us 5 fucking hours to get dressed mainly due to Sierra wanting us to dress like prostitutes and me not agreeing. I also did end up sneak about her nap in between us getting ready but that's neither hear nor their.
"This dress is so short and its riding up" I whine. "Can't I just wear some cargos and a crop top" I say hopeful, knowing the answer is no.
"Girl no, you have such a nice shape your wearing that dress" she says sternly. "Now go put on your heels we need to leave" she says pointing towards the bedroom door.
"No, you made me wear a dress I draw the line at heals" I say reaching for my red Jordan's. We're only going to a nightclub down the street so I could careless about them people and my choice of footwear.
I'm wearing a short white long sleeve Bodycon dress with the back cut out, paired with my red Jordan 1s. The dress hugs my curves nicely and shows the spine tattoo I got when I was 21.
I make my way to the front door to see Sierra looking me up and down with a grin. " I will allow the sneakers just this once... now let's go" she says as we head out the door.
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We arrive at the club "Royals" that's hidden between all the different Brooklyn buildings. We get in fast mainly because the bouncer couldn't stop staring at my sisters breast in her white satin two piece skirt set.We get inside and I am immediately hit with loud music and blasting led lights. "Let's go to the bar" she yells over the loud music and i nod my head.
I order a gin and tonic and Sierra get a margarita, I'm drinking my liquor observing my surroundings, after my Sierra walked off . when I notice her on the dance floor with this gorgeous man. From where I'm sitting he looks to be maybe 6,3 brown hair that's cut at the sides and long at the top, also very muscular.
I catch my sisters attention as I shift in my seat to face her, I move my closed hands up and down below my mouth in a twist motion. She gives me the middle finger and turns back to the sexy stranger.
I danced a little, got felt on and decided to go back to the bar. At the bar I'm having my fourth gin and tonic, when I see a familiar face sitting on the side of me.
I look over with a grin " is your face ok, baby?" I say to the blonde bitch I socked in the jaw last night. It was for good reason I promise.
"Eww you again, shouldn't you be in jail with the rest of the trash" she sneers.
"And shouldn't you be on the corner making me some change" I say with a wide smile.
She scoffs "this is my boyfriends club, he's here and I will have him throw you out".
"Ooooo, I'm shaking in my boots" I laugh. She gets up and storms off towards the vip section of the club.
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The girl comes back with some shadow figure following her. I'm speaking to the bartender when she approaches me with a smug look, I just want to wipe it of her ugly ass face. "Hey flour power, did you need something?" I say with a small smile.She looks back to the figure that I have yet to see because they strayed back a little ways, close enough to see us but no close enough for me to see them.
"That's my boyfriend sweetie so you better apologize right now" she demands. "Ok, I'm so sorry...I didn't get to hit you a few more times before the cops came" I say sincerely.
She puts her hand up as if she's gonna slap me I grab her hand before it makes contact with my face. "Yeah this is definitely gonna hurt more" I say as my balled up fist connects with her nose.
She lands flat on her ass and starts to cry. I bend down in front of her and say "try to touch me again and I'll kill you" I stand up and walk towards the exit. Noticing the mysterious 'boyfriend' is no where in sight.
My sister is right behind me, she seen what happened and knew it was time to go. We make our way to the empty side walk, it's 4:35 am when we leave the club, hints the empty side walk. Sierra looks at me and I look at her, noticing someone is coming up behind her. I try to warn her when some one grabs me from behind just as they reach for Sierra. I witness a white cloth going over her mouth, then one is put over mine. My vision starts to get blurry, I try to thrash around a bit but I'm too weak to make a difference as to what's happening.
Then everything goes black.
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