Lost In This World of $in

three.

baby girl you deserve some peace for all the $hit you've been through.

Pulling in front of the Nail Salon I examined my self closely in the mirror. I wiped under my eyes repeatedly to remove any dried tears. Then I rubbed a small amount of Vaseline on my face.

Entering Nail Trix I was immediately given service. Once they finished waxing my eyebrows. They began on my pedicure. And once they finished with that I got my manicure.

Exiting Nail Trix I looked down at my finger and toe nails. I'd decided on a peach colored nail polish for my mani-pedi. And my nails were acrylics in a stiletto shape.

Sitting in the car I rested my head against my seat as What A Life x Jhene Aiko played lowly through my speakers. On some real shit only Jhene, J. Cole, and Drake could understand what I'm going through right now.

Pulling out of the parking spot I eased onto the freeway and began my journey. I smiled lightly looking down at my nails as I tapped them on my thigh, while my right hand held the steering wheel.

Exiting the mall it was now going on 6 o'clock. I'd decided on hitting the club tonight. So I went in a couple of stores and found me this nice ass dress with some flee ass heels.

I bought me some lil miscellaneous items along with some underclothes and hygiene items. I don't plan on going home to get ready.

I don't wanna run into Ken. That's just gon' ruin everything. He's finna get a taste of his own damn medicine. And that starts with cutting all ties with him just for the moment.

I guess I'll just chill some where till Potionz open. I headed to the beach. I chilled on the sand for a few then I rolled me a nice fat blunt while watching the sunset.

When I finished it was around 9 o'clock. I headed over to my mom's house. We sat and bonded for a good few. Then I began getting ready.

After I took my shower I got dressed in a lavender short sleeved mid- thigh length dress. It hugged my body in all the right places just like a second skin. And on my feet adorned a pair of lavender sparkly pumps.

My hair was the same as I had it earlier with my edges laid to the Gods. And I had a silver diamond set on for my jewelry. With the studs, necklace, bracelet, and rings.

I applied a new coat of mascara, along with a thin line of eyeliner on my bottom lid with a cat eye wing. I grabbed my silver sparkly clutch. Kissed my mother goodbye. Then I headed out.

After making sure all my stuff was in the car, I backed out of the luxury driveway and began my ride.

It was now going on 12. Turning my phone on while I was parked I noticed that I had over 30 missed calls and text. All from My1&Only ✨.

I know he mad as hell. Prolly pissin a fit right now. But he can stay mad and stay blowin me up cuz I'm not gonna return his calls or texts.

Or you know what scratch that. I went to my conservations. Clicked on his contact. And sent his ass nigga is you mad, or nah .

I didn't even bother to read all the messages he'd sent me previous to now. As soon as I hit that send button I turnt my phone off. I know he finna blow my shit up even more.

I ain't really a club fan. But I really need to get out more. Broaden my horizon and shit. I ain't with the packed tight spaces and wild people.

I mean I've been to the club before but I ain't really feel it. Ion see how some people party all the damn time. But I need to have some fun. So I'm a loosen up then turn the fuck up.

I went to the bar got me a bottle of Myx. And I began my own turn up session. I sat posted on the stool. With my bottle in my hand as I took small sips.

I ain't with that prissy drunk shit. I'm a turn up but I ain't finna be drinking heavily. I eyed the strippers as they shaked they ass around the place.

Right now I'm getting me a lap dance by this cute big booty bitch. I mean ma had a fat ass. Ha ass was fatter than a swamp possum with the mumps. I stuck a few hunnets in ha thong as she backed it up on me.

Nah I ain't gay, bi, or none of that shit. But I know a pretty bitch when I see one. And I can spot a fat ass from a mile away. Just cuz I'm a girl don't mean I can't look.

Or in this case touch. Like I said before I ain't gay, nor bi. But if I was, ole girl would be at the top of my list to cuff.

I am my own team. Ion need a group of bitches or niggas with me just to have fun. Once ole girl finished giving me a lap dance. I got up with my bottle still in hand. I'm a drink off of this bitch all night.

I turned down the few niggas who hollered at me. But I did have a small conversation with this fine ass dude. It was all innocent. No slick shit at all. I ain't like Ken. I got morals.

Future's x F CK Up Some Commas began to blare loudly throughout the club. I had to get up that's my shit. With my bottle still in hand. I began my lil dance. Ain't no bitch killin my vibe. I'm too fucking turnt right now.

When I finally peeped the Rolex on my wrist it read 4:55 a.m. Y'all gotta understand I did this shit on purpose. Every time Ken stay out late he never comes in no later than 3:30.

So therefore I made it my business to stay out later than him. And this is if he even went out tonight. My great guess is he prolly stayed in.

And if that's the case that just means he's feeling hella guilty. And if he really ain't go no where tonight then that means I'm in deep shit when I get home.

But I expected that anyway. I mean I planned this shit out y'all. I'm getting his ass at his own game and playin it even better than he ever could. He's getting a strong ass dose of his own medicine.

When I finally pulled into the driveway my radio read 5:30 a.m. All hell is about to break loose. I bowed my head and said a silent prayer to the Lord up above.

I prayed for guidance, strength, and the ability to be able to stay strong through what's about to go down when I step foot in that house.

I prayed for Ken too, and that neither one of us do anything that we'll regret later. And that he protect us from the wrath of each other that is forthcoming any minute now.

But we all know it can't be done that easy.

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