Streets

11. Milk and Cookies

Vanessa spent most of her days hiding from the pain that was her constant life. She hid in her room when her drunken mom was being the neighborhood whore or her step father's punching bag. She spent extra nights at the club to avoid the nights of her step father creeping into her bed. Now with Adina gone from her house on the west side, Vanessa now has a nice place to sleep at night. No more being pinned down and used to someone else's pleasure and disposal. And with Adina no longer working at the club the only person she has to hang out with is Monica, who has been more than distracted lately.
It was a normal Tuesday night at the club, pretty steady flow of customers, Milk preferred days like this where she could day dream while taking the stage. Imagining living in the big city or a handsome man coming to take her away in general. She mostly dreamed of being out in the beauty of nature, farms and fields of flowers. Instead she opens her eyes to the faces of lusting men wanting to fulfill those fantasies, however on this night one man stood out particularly well. His bandana wrapped around his wrist, the color of yellow. She was used to the purple flags worn by MCG members that would come in, he was different and he was staring at her not in away of pure lust. His look, was more primal, almost intimidating if she was wasn't so curious. Her mind screamed run but her body told her to pursue. So she did.
After her dance she made her way to the floor to find the man who made her body burn with desire. She saw him looking around while laughing with his friends, all of which had the same bandana but placed either around their neck or hanging from their back pocket. It seemed as though he was trying to find her and before either knew it, their eyes connected. She walked over to him, his eyes glancing across her body. She knew he couldn't help himself she was standing in nothing but see through crop top and red thong, "You want a private dance?" She asked and he nodded without saying a word. Milk took his hand and guided him to their private rooms that were called the secrets. All the rooms were either purple or red and had couches that matched. Pink was fitting she thought and she had him sit on the couch, and soon the music blared in through the speakers. Milk began swaying her body to the beat and paying attention to his eyes, he smirked and bit his bottom lip, "Damn baby, you the finest girl I done seen up in here." She smiled, "Thank you." He softly grabbed her hand and pulled her onto his lap, in most clubs touching the dancers is a no, however at Black Moon in the private section all rules were off aside from common sense. Sitting on his lap she took off her top and slowly began grinding her hips, "Mmm what they call you shawty?" Smoothly switching positions, "Milk." He chuckles and stops her from dancing making him look at her, "I got some cookies for Milk, but first...what's your name shawty?" Her heart was pounding, any chance for her to act modest was out the window, "Vanessa." He smiled and caressed her face, "How you doing, Vanessa. I'm Lucky." She thought he sure was lucky for even getting this close to her let alone getting her real name. For a moment they just gazed at each other, something was different about him and she wanted to know more.

Monica awoke in the arms of Luther, for the past few days she has been staying there and of course her mom has been blowing up her phone asking for money. On one hand she does want to help her mom and be there for her but the memories that haunt her keep her at a standstill. "You good baby?" He asked her and she sat up and looked at him, "Yea..yea I'm good." He sat up and stretched, "Good, I got a couple of Johns lined up, and then tonight we going into the city to handle some business." Monica looked at him in shock, usually Cinnamon was the one he took to the city. "Uhm...okay." She got up to check on Nzuri, before leaving the room she put on her robe, "Diamond...I know we have a strange relationship going on...but...what's your actual name?" These past few weeks have been a strange rollercoaster that she has gotten herself into, yet the best part has been Luther. His gentleness and the kind way he takes care of her, she hasn't felt this close to anyone before, "Monica." Leaving the room Luther smiled after hearing her reveal a secret he demanded all the girls keep. However she was different and although it terrified him, it also made him want her more. He looked at his phone from the text he got from his brother 'picked up one of your girls...meet me at momma's' above the text was Cinnamon's mugshot. He saw the fall of Cinnamon was happening before his eyes, if it wasn't the peak of her drug usage it was her recklessness. He needed a new bottom bitch and he thinks he might have found one.
Monica had just got Nzuri cleaned up when she gets a phone call, she gets up and answers the phone while holding Nzuri, "Hello?" Adina had called Monica because she needed models for her grand opening, Vanessa already agreed she just needed two more women to fill the shoes. "Hey Monica, it's Adina." Immediately Monica got kind of weak in the knees, she never felt attracted to woman before but Adina did it for her, "Ohhh uhm hey girl, how are you?" Adina smiled as she looked around her boutique that was just about finished, "I'm great things are going by so fast, I just wanted to get my affairs in order for my grand opening in 3 weeks. I got Vanessa down I just wanted to reach out because I would love for you to be a model for my store." Monica was smiling so hard her face began to twitch, "Of course yea I would love to." Adina went to her desk in her finished office and wrote down that Monica was in, "Okay great, whenever you can I would love for you to stop by so I can get your measurements and set up form of payment." Monica sat her son down in his play pen, she remembered that she would be in the city that night, "Uhm yea how about tonight?" Adina wrote that down as well, "That's fine, we can meet here around 8. See you then." Monica smiled, "See you then." After hanging up she jumped for joy, what if this is the pull she needs to get out the grove and have a better job then what she's doing.
Derek had arrived back at his home and seeing his wife's car in the drive way he knew what kind of evening this was going to be. Walking to grab a beer from his fridge, he closes the door of the fridge to see his wife in the doorway, "I got a call from Kason today." Derek opened his beer, trying hard to ignore his wife's presence, "He said he wants to find a new lawyer, he thinks my judgement is unclear do to my marital issues. Now how would he know about that?" Derek turned to face her, "Who knows. Maybe the lack of love in our marriage or the fact that as you well know our divorce has now become a public affair. People know." She scoffed, "They only know because you refuse to go along with the program." Derek slammed his beer down, "What program?! You slept with another man and don't think I deserve to be happy with someone who will appreciate me?! I'm done. Just let me go and sign the papers." She knew she messed up but she didn't want to go through the scrutiny of judgement from her mother and father, "Do you know what people are gonna say about us?" He shrugged, "I know what they'll say about you and you know what else. I don't care, I'm done. Sign the papers so I can move on with my life." He storms off and leaves Mirian to herself.

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Yellow lingerie per his request as she danced to the sensual music. He looked at her with lust in his eyes, he felt like he hasn't seen her all day and now that she's here he was gonna take advantage. "Bring that ass over here." He said and Tyra smirked as she crawled on the bed on top of Travis, they kissed and instead of any moments every kiss and touch was animalistic and aggressive. Ever since she agreed to be the inside snitch of the gang for Travis, they had been messing around. Unbeknownst to them Marcus was beginning to suspect there was something going on between them he just couldn't prove it, however Tyra didn't care, she cared about getting paid and riding the coattails of whoever was on a come up. Pulling away from their heated kisses Travis looked at Tyra and smirked, "So, what's something you can tell me and I'll lay this pipe down for you." Tyra sucked her teeth and smirked, "Nothing okay, other than Chris being dropped from second in command. Which was what was bound to happen." Travis figured that would happen and he was glad it did but it made him wonder who would be next, "Who gonna be next in line?" Tyra shrugged, "I don't know they haven't talked about it or they are being careful about speaking on that while I'm around. It's bad enough I met Benny's mom and she knew who I was." Travis climbed on top of Tyra, "Don't even worry about that. I got that. You just keep doing what you doing and I'll keep doing this." He reached over and grabbed a stack of money and slowly let each bill cascade over them.
Benny was through the roof excited after leaving the studio, he finished his album well technically is Ep, it was also the one day he doesn't hear from Tyra or see her and even though he is grateful for the alone time it puts him at a pause as to what she could possibly be doing. Walking back to his apartment he shares with Marcus he sees Chris standing on the corner posted up. Everyone in the hood been giving him a hard time since he got exposed, he thought maybe someone should be nice to the dude, "Wassup bro?" He dapped him up and Chris nodded toward him, "Just posted up selling. That's all I'm good for, for the time being. Until I make this right." Benny shook his head, it was times like this it made it hard for him to be in a gang, "It'll pass man, it's just hard for hood niggas to understand how the world works now I guess." Chris knew it was deeper than that, they thought he was weak and weakness is something they can't afford right now. "I'll be fine, just gotta work my way back up." Benny looked at Chris and he felt bad for him, someone who had it all now is an outsider to his own people.

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West side Grove
Lay's Nail Salon
Best nail salon on the west side that hasn't gotten robbed

Tyra was getting her toes done when Benny's mom came in to get her toes done as well. "Shit." Tyra muttered under her breath, Lucille, Benny's mom was coming in for her normal pedicure when she saw Tyra. The perfect time she thought to see what that girl wanted with her son. Being seated in the chair next to Tyra she got comfortable as the mail woman set everything up. "Hey Miss Lucille." Tyra said with a smile and immediately Lucille caught on, "Mmm so you do know me. I don't recall my son telling you my name." Tyra smirked, she was in no mood to play games plus she had an idea that Benny's mom was onto her anyway, "Why play games, I know you and you know me." Lucille looked at Tyra, "So why exactly doesn't my son know that?" She asked with attitude and Tyra looked over at her, "He doesn't need to know, I'm not the same girl from my past." Lucille rolled her eyes, "Girl miss me with that bull. You got an angle and I don't like it. Don't think I haven't seen you being all cuddled up under that boy who hung around my son." Tyra looked at her shocked, "If you gonna sneak around at least don't do it out in the open. Now what do you want with my son?" Tyra began to feel nervous, she didn't like the idea of Benny's mom knowing about her and Travis, it could get her killed. "I'm dating. I'm young and allowed to have options." Lucille rolled her eyes, "I remember. You may try to forget but I...I remember. Those nights you came to my house with that boy and the times you came around without him. Trying to seduce my son. Now he's dead. And now you're after his brother, I don't like it. I'm watching you and if anything happens to Benny you will have to deal with me." Tyra didn't take the threat lightly, luckily for her the nail tech was done. Quickly paying the woman she rushed out the salon to call Travis.