"I don't know. I just don't trust her ass man." Rich says.
"Who Imani? Nigga she the reason why I ain't six feet deep right now. Fuck is you talking about?" Rico says getting slightly defensive.
"Oh word?" Rich asks shaking his head. Rich shrugs, laughing. "Don't tell me you let some pussy fuck your head up?"
"Nigga please."
"I'm just saying. We ain't have all this shit before she came into the picture. Now all of a sudden you getting shot at and shit?" Rich says whispering but still being a little loud.
"Niggas get shot everyday. I'll be aight." Rico says sitting grabbing the remote. "Besides, Imani ain't got shit to do with what happened. Niggas just sheisty."
"Yeah I guess." He says. "Just remember what I told you."
"Whatever man." Rico says scratching his head.
While Rich and Rico continued to chop it up on the couch, Imani remained in the kitchen. Not that she was eavesdropping or anything, but she heard everything that Rich had to say about her.
Rich was tryna get in Rico's head about her. And she didn't like that, not one bit. Who was he to say anything about her? Not only that but he barely knew her. He'd only come over to the condo a couple of times when she was there. And when he did, they barely said one word to one another.
"Bitch ass nigga." Imani mumbled under her breath.
Not only did she have that to worry about. But what exactly did Rich know that he wasn't telling Rico? Did he know the truth about her? The life she really lived? About the business, her father?
This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.
Imani needed to get the drop on his ass. And fast...
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Imani was hell bent on staying with Rico tonight, but he insisted on her going to work tonight. Imani had been so busy caring for Rico, that she hadn't been to work in weeks. She was in no mood to dance tonight, but there was money to be made. And she wasn't the type to turn down a bag.
"Where in the hell have you been? I've been calling you!" Teylor says meeting Imani basically at the door.
"I know. And I been ignoring you." She sighs. "I'm sorry. I been having a lot going on Teylor."
"Do you know how pissed Kash is? Your ass should've been here Imani. You've been gone for weeks." Teylor says folding her arms. "Don't let it happen again."
Teylor had been here all of five minutes and now she was tryna tell Imani what to do? I guess Kash had gassed her head up or something because Imani knew she wasn't speaking to her like that.
"I'm surprised you noticed my absence. You've been so busy with Kash's dick in your mouth, that apparently you've forgotten your place here. So let me remind you booboo." Imani started and leaned down ,getting in her face. "You're just like the rest of us. And just because you fucking the boss, doesn't mean that you can control me or anybody else up in here."
"Let me guess. He promised he's gonna put you on stage soon huh? Well he's not." Imani shrugs. "I run this shit."
"Fuck you Imani." Teylor says before storming away.
"Love you too boo." She chuckles before making her way to the dressing room to prepare for tonight.
"Allat ass and can't shake worth a damn. What a waste." Imani mumbled .
As usual, Toya was in her designated seat at the vanity mirror, preparing herself for tonight.
"How nice of my bestfriend to actually show up tonight. We missed you around here." She says. "It ain't easy being the HHIC."
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