Falling in love with a gangsta

25/01

We are thursday, but I'm starting to get bored at home. Kevin asked us to go out. I'm getting ready to go to B1, choosing my white cap to match with my grey jogger.

On the way, I send a few messages to Barbie, my blonde clocharde with very short clothes, to ask if she will be here tomorrow. My balls are full and she's easy. And I want to show Kevin that I can flirt like a big boy. And go to the hotel with her, while he goes with his. We could have side-to-side rooms... I would make her scream so loud that Kevin would be jealous.

After joining Kevin to enter the B1 with him, I'm starting to dance with all my black friends. Another lovely evening in the way. My favorite song resound in the club, I can't help but going on the platform to dance.

I'm just thinkin' with ma dick. My shit dumb...

I drink a little more champagne and get down, seeing that Kevin seems concerned.

« So, bro, what's going on? »

Kevin take a glass of Jack Daniel and mumbles « my bitch doesn't answer anymore ».

« Uh ? Which one? » I ask, surprised and annoyed that he thinks of another girl during our boys nights.

« Thea... The tall one. Freckles. »

I can't help but sigh. She's getting on my nerves. Even when she's not here, she's here.

« Find a new one. » I answer while patting his back a bit.

I roll my eyes and take my phone to send a message to Barbie. She said she's outside, and that she will join me here. If Kevin cant stop thinking about his clocharde, I will show him that me too, I can think of girl during our boys nights.

He will be proud of me. I will go with her tonight, he will see that i'm one of a clochard too. He will become aware of how lucky he his to have me...as a friend.

Half an our later, my drunk bitch arrived. I don't hesitate and strangle her, kiss her and touch her in front of Kevin. We are at the B1, anyone cares.

Around 4 AM, I lead by the hand my bitch with me. While going out, I pat Kevin's shoulder and smile a bit.

See that, Keke ? I can take care alone to have my bitches.

Kevin was looking at Porco Rosso leaving the club, a bit surprised. He thought that he was going to go home tonight. He was feeling a bit jealous. His bitch wasn't answering, and his best friends just left. He decided to finish in one shot the bottle of champagne, as he wants to forget about this awful evening. What was happening these days ? Things slowly started to change. That strange feeling was giving Kevin a headache, he had to go throw up. Maybe it was just the alcohol...
Yes.
Surely.