I'm in a sexy red number that Trinity picked out for me. I kept complaining about not having anything to wear so she took over as per usual. She picked out a mid thigh, red, backless dress. It had spaghetti straps and was almost see through material at the top - almost. It was hot. I don't even remember buying this. I paired it with some stiletto gold heels and gold jewellery. Then put on my ysl perfume and some light make-up.
I'm not a huge fan of make-up. My skin is sensitive so I tend to break out when I put too much. I've tried different kinds and nothing works. I also just prefer light make-up because I don't really like the cake look on anyone. It looks good on camera but real life? No ma'am.
Tri is in a midnight blue dress. It's shorter than mine. Hers is a one sleeve dress with a little slit on the side. And she paired it with sparkly black stilettos. She looks stunning. She also doesn't wear a lot of make-up. Probably because she's used to it. We're not allowed heavy make-up at work. Apparently it looks cheap.
"Is she coming here or are we meeting at the club?" I finally ask.
"We're meeting at the club. She's so obsessed with that friend group used swear they're her children." She says shaking her head. "It's not like you fancy her much anyway"
I nod before grabbing my spare cellphone and other essentials and putting them in my purse. I barely ever carry a purse with me when clubbing because where the fuck am I supposed to put it when I dance? But today I have it close to me because I just don't trust them boys and girls we're hanging with.
Tri gathers her stuff and off we go. We had pre drinks at the house because why not? We're singing and dancing on the way with the biggest smiles on our faces. Ah, the good times. I wish it's always like this but I know life.
"Girl, relax. They don't bite." Says Tri as we near the club. She can sense my nerves.
Nodding, "I know but I can't help it. They look scary. And and anddddddd the stories we've heard? You're telling me that when you got with your man you forgot all about that?"
She shakes her head chuckling, "they aren't a bad bunch I promise. I've been around them a couple times and it's safe to say that they're a cool bunch. I mean, yeah they look kinda scary and stuff but they're chilled and funny. You'll like them for the most part" she defends.
I sigh and decide to let it go. I'll give them the benefit of the doubt. A fair chance. Don't judge a book by it's cover Lisa.
The club doesn't have much of a line. It's in a posh neighbourhood and there's security with Ak47s outside or at least that's what I think that gun is called. We enter through security and once we get in we're escorted towards the VIP area.
Everyone here looks expensive even in the general section. It looks pretty chilled right now so maybe it gets lit later on. It's around 11 so hopefully that's soon. We look around for Indy and I think I spot her but it's a random girly.
"There they are" says Tri as she grabs my hand in hers and pulls me in that direction. I don't protest.
"Hey y'all" Tri shouts. And they greet her back with as much excitement.
Thing is, Tri is such a peoples person. She's quite outspoken and can be a bit loud at times but she knows when to stop and be serious. She's confident and just overall a bright personality.
"And who's this fine thing you with you little Tritri?" Asks one of the guys while eyeing me from top to bottom. I shift uncomfortably and Tri squeezes my hand in reassurance that she's got me. That eases my nerves a bit.
"This my baby. Her name's Lisa and I don't play about mine so watch it." She hisses and a couple oooo's can be heard from around the table. You can tell that she's half joking from her tone so theres some amused smirks from some of the guys and the girls roll their eyes.

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Lisa - A Gangster Love Story
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