PSA, this my first book on this acc and i really don't like how i wrote the beginning, please ignore i promise it gets better lol..
ᴍᴏɴɪQᴜᴇ ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ
𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘐𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘪𝘴"Where the fuck you going?" Trayvon yelled out the room brushing his teeth with a towel wrapped around his waist
"Von you know im going to work, i got a few clients today at the shop" I yelled back
I became a hairstylist a few years ago, i started taking clients in my house and then finally built my own hair shop in Chicago
"Yeah ight let me find out you outside with them bitches" He spoke as he rolled up a blunt
"Bae i told you about calling my cousins out they name and im not going with them till later on i told you i have clients" I explained
I grabbed my purse and keys walking out the door "Damn ion get a bye?" Trayvon walked over to the door
"Bye Von" I left out the door and went to my car, Ian have time for Von shit today.. if i would of said something back he would black my eye again
As i drove to my shop i played some G herbo and sung along to the lyrics
I arrived to my shop and unlocked my doors, one of my assistants had arrived "Hey Mo, good morning" Kennedy hugged me tightly "Hey girl look at you arriving early" i chuckled
"I needed to get out the house early today, my kids driving me crazy" she expressed
"Glad ion got kids" I said to myself, i placed my keys on the counter and walked to the back to get the shop ready for the day
My phone ranged and of course it was Von
Anytime i left the house he act like he couldn't breathe
"What?" i answered the phone with an attitude
"Nun just making sure you at that shop" smoke fogged up the phone as he spoke
I sucked my teeth "Bye Von" i hung up the phone and swept around the shop
Another one of my assistants arrived "Hey Mo!" she slapped my butt as she walked pass
"Hey Renaija " i laughed, as i finished sweeping i played some music so my clients could enter with some good vibes..
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A few hours later i was finished with all my clients for the day, i closed up the shop and headed over to my cousin India crib. Her house was like the meet up place