𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙵𝙰𝙼𝙴 (¢σмρℓєтє)

❤︎𝙷𝙵:𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝 𝙾𝚗𝚎

❣︎𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚎

I stared at the palm trees as they stared back at me. It swung side to side swiftly as the wind blew through my 24 inch braids.

Walking to work has always been a therapy for me. My jacked up Nike shoes that was 3 years old could take the mud, rain, and sunny days. But I do need more shoes. Walking shoes.

Cars pass by blowing their horns at me. It was a Saturday afternoon so people was just out on this pretty as day. Couldn't blame them.

"5 more minutes and I'm there"I huffed out getting tired of walking. My job was only 10 minutes away from the apartment.

If you think my baby daddy will buy a car for me, hah he not. He's pathetic. Every time I ask him for rent money if I don't have or food, he gives me a big ass attitude and talk shit about me to his niggas. My kids would go to bed hungry as fuck and I would have to sacrifice my temple to feed them. *Temple=means her body*

Finally I made it to my job. Nobody was outside in the front which is good cause I don't want them asking questions. Why you walking to work? Why you don't have a car? Girrrrllllll. It really bothers me because I really want a car to get to work, doctors office, and etc.

I walked inside the club looking around for keilani. Keilani is my sister from another mister. We're always together. She follows me around and treats me like I'm the oldest but I'm only 23 years old. Keilani only 25 years old. Maybe it's because I have more experience than her.

"Y'all seen keilani anywhere?"I ask the girls who was on stage rehearsing.

"Nope. Last time I seen keilani, she was in the dressing room"one of the girls said. She had on a white crop top, booty shorts, and high high heels. Very high. Her hair was cut short and she had a belly piercing .

The other girl name was Ashle. She don't like keilani because keilani whoop her ass two weeks ago for taking her money. That one rule you don't do. Take another stripper money.

"Okay. Thanks y'all"I wave them off and walk to the back where the dressing room was. Only 5 girls was in there but keilani.

Where the hell is she?

"Is keilani here?"I ask them.

"She in the office doing what she do best"one of the girls said.

I rolled my eyes "She with Mr.John"I already knew what she was doing. Either sucking him up so she can get the main spot or snorting coke with him. All I could do was shake my head. "Thanks y'all"

I drop my bag and made my way to the office. If she ain't in here, I don't know where she at.

I hesitated a bit when I stood in front of Mr.John door. I didn't want to see my sister sucking or snorting. I don't want her to go down the wrong road. I don't want her following me cause she thinks the money is quicker here. I'm doing this for my kids, not me.

I knock on the door waiting for someone to answer. I waited 3 minutes outside the door for someone to answer. Finally keilani open the door.

"What happened to you?"I ask her. She sniffle a bit looking down at her feet. Her feet was cover in blood and her face was all messed up. Like somebody punch her ass real good. "Keilani talk to me!!"I yelled.

Keilani pulled me in the office covering my mouth. "Don't tell anyone keilee"she cried.

"Girl, what the hell is going on?"I whispered. Keilani walked over to the couch and there he was. Mr.John body was laying there eyes wide open.

"I had to do it. He was tryna rape me keilee"she cried. "Please help me, we have to get rid of his body"she held my hands.

"Keilani" I let out a heavy sigh. I'm not shock. I seen dead bodies before. Shit, all my life. Florida is a crazy ass state.

"Keilee come on please" she pleaded. "If we leave his body in here, they gone know it was me"—"I can't go to prison........."

"I can't go either. I have kids to take care of!"I semi yelled.

"And so what!"Keilani semi yelled.

"What the fuck! You don't care about your nieces and nephew!"I semi yell back.

"I—I  do care. It's just that I don't wanna die in prison"she cried historically.

I stared at the body thinking what the hell can we do. We can't move his body now or later cause the club always pack full of people.

"Store his body in the closet till we finish working"

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2021 by Kalei J. Jenkins

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I'm redoing the book. Instead of a 2021 theme, I'm making it a 1990s theme.

Hope y'all like it