Lover Boy GXG

15

She got back in the car and put down the visor mirror. Smoothing out her makeup or whatever girly girls do. I was lowkey boiling.

I know she felt my eyes on her. I ain't even pull off. She fixed her hair then looked over at me.

"What?" She giggled a little "waiting for a kiss?" She went in to kiss me but I swerved her.

"Who the fuck are you calling daddy?"

"What?" I could tell she didn't expect me to hear her. She giggled nervously. I ain't like that shit. India don't just get nervous.

"You heard me, who were you calling daddy just now?"

"Why were you listening to my conversation?"

I chuckled lowkey getting mad. She really gonna try that shit with me?

"I wasn't liste- fuck that. Who are you calling daddy?"

"Okay! Yas okay... it's just my agent"

I stared at her.

"He tells all his girls to call him baby, or daddy."

"That don't sound like a damn agent to me, that sounds like a pimp."

She got quiet.

"India."

"It's the only way I could get the job.. he looked out for me. I'm under age"

I was mad. Mad as fuck

"You paying that nigga?"

"Yas.. you don't understand yes, it's an exchange but-"

"Nah, that's dead. My girl can't have a pimp." I slipped up and said.

"Are you going to pay for my room? Fuck that. Are you going to pay for my apartment? My lights, my food, my transportation? If not I don't need your input! I'm doing what I need to survive. I'm not even your girl. So if you would please just drop me off at my job that I had before you, and will continue to have after you until I find something better. Thank you."

I clinched my jaw.

As much as I didn't like that shit she was right. I can't afford to do anything about it. I know people who can.. but she doesn't want the help.

I let her out at the front of the club.

She put one hand on the car door then sighed.

"Are you going to stop talking to me?" She sighed. I could see the disappointment on her face.

I sighed. "No.... just what the fuck? Why are you doing this to yourself?"

"There you go again. Acting like you're somehow better then me. It's not my fault that my parents put me in this situation. I'm sorry I rather fend for myself then gamble with foster care."

A car behind us honked

"Are you going to watch me tonight?" She pouted

"Yes bae."

"Will you give me a kiss?"

"Yea." I said pecking her lips.

I ain't gonna lie. I was mad. But I knew I couldn't be mad at her. She did what she could by herself, nobody was there to help her.

I had to get my shit together in the car before I came in.

Fuccckkk she got a pimp? I mean damn, I had a plan.. but I guess imma have to move faster.