Baddest

Chapter 17

Ayy, my walk is so cocky,
the bouncers don't even stop me.
Ain't no pat down, no ID.
They know me, that shit obvi.

I've never been much of a "party girl". I had spent a lot of my time seeking love and approval from my mother. Then I ended up with Kyle, who wanted me home all the time so he could control me. So walking into the Playboy Club was a bit of a shock at first. So many people, barely any room to walk by without brushing up against them. There was incredible bass pulsing through the building that made me want to dance.

Drop it down to that bass drum,
I got what you dream about.

Colson has a tight grip on my hand as we move through the club, a staff member was escorting us to the VIP section. Oh so fancy. We're shown to an extra large vip booth table, deep red velvet seats to compliment the red patterned wallpapered walls. Beautiful women serving drinks in their bunny costumes. I'd never been anywhere like this before.

I slide into the seat, Colson sliding in next to me. Once everyone's seated, he requests a bottle of cognac while the others order a bottle of bourbon. Colson pulls me up on to his lap and I sit comfortably while we all just hangout and try to talk over the music. His hand rests on my thigh, his fingers tracing imaginary patterns into my jeans.

"Yo Kells, you gonna have some happiness tonight?" Slim asks. "I brought some with me." My face twists into confusion, wait what is he talking about?

Colson stiffens up for a split second, his eyes peek over at me then back to slim. "Yeah, man."

Slim takes something out of his pocket, and passes it under the table. It travels down till it's passed to Colson, which is when I see it. A small plastic baggy filled with a white powdery substance. Cocaine I'm assuming since I have no knowledge of the subject. He opens the baggy, sticks his pinky into the powder and brings some to his nose. He quickly inhales, snorting the substance into the left side of his nose.

He looks into my eyes, and I can see he's asking me to join him. My heart drops into my stomach, I'm fucking nervous. I'd never tried anything like this shit before. I lean in close enough to speak into his ear. "I've never done this before."

Read between thin white lines,
See what's in my mind.

He kisses my neck, up to my ear. "You can say no, but I'll take care of you sugar spice. It'll make you feel so good."

He nips at my neck, and I clench my thighs together. I think about our conversation earlier about accepting him for who he is, this was currently a part of him. In that moment I feel like to truly understand him, I needed it to be a part of me. So against my better judgement, I nod my head to let him know I'd try it.

"Here baby." He says and brings his hand up to my face, holding his hotel key and a little white line can be seen. I lean down and snort the line into my nose like I'd seen him do.

she made designs of little lines.

Fucking hell my nose burns, I feel it dripping to the back of my throat. Then my nose goes numb, and I taste the chemical taste from the powder in my mouth before I feel like my gums have begun to tingle. My mouth goes dry, my heart beats a bit faster. This shit works relatively fast because I start to feel like my mind is going 1000 mph, and an unexplained happiness is creeping in.

I fell in love with a very bad habit,
I was alive for the very first time.

Colson cups my jaw and makes eye contact with me. "How you feelin' sugar spice?"

How did I feel? I felt like the music was literally traveling through my veins, I could feel every single vibration. When Colson touched my face, I fucking felt it between my legs, that's just not normal. I felt so confident in my skin. I felt like I needed to be up, moving, like I'd been given a caffeine drip. Mostly I just wanted to have Colson to myself.