Dark Ocean.

Sin's .

CYN ❥

I sat in Porsha's living room, and pulled a LV duffle bag out full of money. Porsha was really friendly and was a help for my first day at the club. Many bitches in club Tease starred at me and rolled their eye instead of helping me. Porsha did my make up and helped me shop costumes for the club and it was very nice of her. I would of thought she was another ghetto bitch who just got her shit together but, she was actually a classy bitch from the ghetto who had nothing from where she started.

She said she would kill to be at my spot to have a mother even though mines did drugs but at least she loved me and showed me. She just keeps her distance when shes on drugs. Its not her fault, those niggas force her to fucking do drugs and as much as she didnt want to a one thing turned into an addicted thing.

" You got a boyfriend Cyn-Bug ? " Porsha asked calling me by the nick name she came up for me.

I sucked my teeth and looked at Porsha who was in the kitchen grabbing snacks to eat. " No. " I answered Dryly.

" You need one . " Porsha stated clopping on the couch.

" Why ? So they can break my heart ? " I asked sounding corny as hell. Porsha burst into giggles, she had more experiences with boy or men more than I did. I usually would find my way out inside of finding my way in. I didn't do relationships, being in love with someone then to break up was a waste of time and I didn't have time to waste.

" Okay, a nigga could offer you allot than you could offer yourself. Money, cars, houses, but that doesn't mean you gotta rely on the nigga for everything. You gotta be independent, but you gotta make the nigga want to spend all he got and give you all he got. " Porsha explained. It sounded pretty decent to me.

" I mean I guess. " I added taking a sip of my red Kool-Aid drank.

" When you count your money and put them in stacks, you put them in stacks of a hundred. " Porsha advised. " Lemme show you. "

Porsha counted the money and showed me exactly how to count and stack. I ended up making $989 after I gave 95% to Mr. Boss I now have $939 .

Porsha was so helpful and nice to me. I never had someone around to help and be there for me when I was some besides Aurry. I didn't want to be known as a stubborn bitch so I started to open up to Porsha. She was a good friend to me and I didn't have as many to keep me company.

After we got done we started talking of our childhood memories, family situations and just girly things.

" I heard yo' momma is a druggie . " Porsha stated taking her portable nail driller and drilling my nails and the fake acrylic nail as well. She was doing my nails something I never got done before besides painting it myself .

" Who told you? " I asked looking at her. I admire Porsha honestly. She was beautiful, and she could sing. She was humble, and Powerful. She was someone I look up to.

" The old lady with the fine ass son. " I already knew exactly who she was talking about. Mrs. Ann and Huey.

" You went over there? "

" Yeah, I was bored as fuck. And I knew there was an old lady down the hall so, I baked a sweet potato pie just like my grand-mama, and oatmeal cookies and I went over there. I didn't wear any booty Shorts, I had on purple sundress that had pockets. I didn't put to much makeup and I made sure I look just right. This lady talked for hours and she was funnier than a duck hun'te. She ate like pie and Huey ate all the cookies before it was her nap time." Porsha explained.

" Anything else? "

" I promised her I'd come over with you and eat dinner later on. "

" Okay, did she say anything about me? "
" A lot of good shit. Like this old lady actually cares for you. " Porsha stated over whelmed. I met Ms. Ann nine years ago, when I was eight. At that time my mother had a job, money to support us and no drugs then my aunt died and my mom started to loose it, then my dad got up and left to who knows where. I was around the age thirteen or fourteen.