little girl

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a/n SO WHY THE HELLLLL DID MY ACCOUNT GET BANNED ONG I AINT DID SHIT, anyways enjoy shawties ily 😫 fr bae u bad as hell

billie's pov

" a long island tea extra sweet and two shot of tequila" i say as i sit on the high barstool.

its as hot as satan's ass crack in here

i had a long day today, im really fucking tired. before amya left me i was never like this.

now all i wanna do is smoke, drink, and fuck. i really need to get my shit together. i aint got anything or anybody to live for, this shit's mad pointless.

" here are your drinks" the bartender smiles. "thank you mama" i say as i take the first shot.

i sip down my long island until i can pour my shot into the glass. i grab my drink and my blazer and walk to the platform. this is the best part...

women

i sit my drink down on the table and fish for any spare cash in my pockets. 50 bucks, all fives... whatever ive always been broke as hell, but ill bless these girls tonight with some extra cash.

"hi, whats a little girl like you doing out at this time of night?" a girl says seductively, as she sits on my lap.

"i appreciate the concern but im grown mama" i slur, this alcohol is starting to get to me. " what's your name? your real real name?" i say quietly because i know that strippers aren't supposed to use or tell their real names

"its kinsley, what about yours babes?"

"its billie..." i choke out, almost burping right in her face. i take a piece of gum and start chewing to sober up real quick, a bitch still gotta get home.

" look, i know you girls do what yall gotta do to get a dollar, but my gay ass cant handle this right now"

" i guess you're right, theres no sense in leading on a poor girl li-"

" KINSLEY WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOIN- I KNEW I WAS WRONG FOR LETTIN U DO THIS HOE WORK"

she hops off my lap and she looks scared to death, she a lightskin but this dude got her as white as me

what the fuck is going on?

"DAMON ITS NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE, SHES JUST A CUSTOMER ITS HOW THIS JOB WORKS" the club keeps going like normal, its like nobody even gives a damn

" SO IT AINT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE? CUS IT LOOK LIKE U SWEET TALKIN TO THIS PROLLY DYKE BITCH, TRYNA GET YO DOONIES BEAT DOWN! ION FUCK YOU GOOD ENOUGH?? HUH KINSLEY?" he pauses, damn he even looks crazy. "ANSWER ME BITCH"

( kinsley btw)

" YO MAN GETCHA HANDS OFF HER" i yell at him " WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT BITCH?" he spits and punches me straight in the chest

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" YO MAN GETCHA HANDS OFF HER" i yell at him " WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT BITCH?" he spits and punches me straight in the chest

i stumble back hell nah

i can put up with a lotta shit, but aint nobody gonna talk to me crazy. he starts to choke her...

" WHAT THE FUCK MAN?" i punch him so hard he lets her go, before i say anything i grab her hand and my jacket and run outside to dragon.

i open the passenger car door and told her to get in, i gave her my jacket and i ran around to the drivers side.

" start up... come on" i whisper,dragon usually takes a minute to crank up but i really need her to hurry up right now

my eyes veer to the side as i hold the key in place. a wedding ring? shit, thats her husband... treating her like that? no fucking way.

the headlights flash on as the engine finally starts.

i start driving to my house, i mean, she cant go home. back to that

TIME SKIP⏭
*imagine it as night time tho*

i pull into the driveway and wake kinsley up, she wrapped herself with my jacket since you know? stripper clothes aint much cloth

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i pull into the driveway and wake kinsley up, she wrapped herself with my jacket since you know? stripper clothes aint much cloth.

" hey mama wake up" i say softly as i unbuckle her seatbelt, i lead her up to my door and opened it, after of course fumbling my keys.

i bring her to my bedroom

"sit" i say flatly as i leave the room, i grab a water bottle and a bag of classic lays "here, take this" i say as i sit on the bed next to her

" thank you billie, i appreciate everything but i need to get home.." she gives me a sad smile

"no"

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