don't 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 to save me when 𝐲𝐨𝐮 were the one to drown me, it consumed you but it 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞.
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Destiny N. Brown
It was a Friday night, as I made my way into the lit night club.
I was now going into my first week working at this same busy nightclub, and I loved every bit of it. It was either celebrities or ballers here, so I made a couple thousand dollars physically every night.
I felt a slight tug on my wrist as I walked to the back of the club. When I turned around, I was met by Chris, the club's pimp. He will occasionally give the girls hand me downs worth thousands of dollars just to fuck.
He tries his best to get into my pants, but no way am I about to disrespect myself like that.
"What do you want Chris?" I inquired, agitatedly. He always seems to take no for an answer, which isn't very good, if you know what I mean.
"You already know what I want, lil mama." He stated with a nasty smirk on his face, looking at me up and down. It enraged me because I despise getting nasty looks from old, ugly men ew.
"I don't. Please leave me alone now, I have work to do!" I said as I walked away from him and into the back of the club, where I was met with all of the other girls.
"Hey bitch!" Milani yelled as she saw me enter the room full of half-naked girls, then ran up to me and jumped into my arms. I let out a little yelp because she kneed me a little in the stomach as she jumped into my arms.
"Hey my love, I missed you so much," I squealed as I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly. With a smirk on her face, she jumped out of my arms and grabbed my wrist, pulling me to the other side of the room.
I furrowed my brows at her, unsure what was going on inside her head, but I went along with it because I wanted to hear everything she was about to spill or lie about.
Yes, she's a pathetic liar sometimes.
"Girlll, what are you doing?" I whispered screamed slapping her hand away from my wrist. She motioned me to the door, but all I saw was a crowd of low-down men and celebrities, as well as strippers on stage.
"I know you see what I see," she smirked, peering through the black curtain that had replaced the busted down door. I looked out of the curtain again, scanning the crowd, but seeing nothing until I noticed some black hair that looked real familiar making my heart skip a beat.
I watched as she made her way through the crowd sitting at a table surrounded by young black men holding stacks of money and hookahs.
When she sat on the lap of a girl with brown hair, I felt my stomach turn, pulling my head back through the curtain. No fucking way this bitch got a girlfriend after what we did just last week.
"I know you seen that. That's Dave East and King Von bitch!" Milani shrieked as she jumped up and down in delight. I watched her with a sly grin because I wasn't impressed; I have no idea who the fuck Dave East is but I know who King Von is.
