The Monroe's

Mack: Missed Opportunity

Awwchu! Sniff... sniff awwchu! Boy don't tell me a nigga getting sick, my throat is killing me, I'm hot and sleepy as hell. My birthday in a few more days and im having a big ass party, everybody suppose to be there, rappers, trappers, ballers and hella strippers. Its suppose to be epic. Shit sick or not Ima be there, live and in full affect.

I lean over and grab a bottle of nitequil off my night stand and take a shot followed by a shot of pineapple flavored vodka. I guess I'm in for the day or until the shit wears off.

My phone rings and its a private number. Who the fuck is this, I'm really not in the mood. I answer it sounding sick as fuck.

"Hello" "hey Ms Monroe do you think you can come in for a meeting today, Jasper, Lars and myself would like to discuss your birthday party" KD says. A smile comes across my face because I know I just said I didn't wana be bothered with but since they wana discuss my birthday bash I guess I can make it through. "Of course give me about a hour to get myself together" I tell her. "Ok see you then" she says then hang up. Damn even on my sick day she still sounds sexy ass fuck.

I get out of bed and jump in the shower. I swear this gone be the longest shower I ever take. Thank God for the lil bench like thing that's in here, I can sit and not get nausea or whatever.

It feels like I have the flu, I really hope I don't and I can shake this shit off within a few days. I get out the Uber and walk into the club and the music is on but not to loud. There's people in there but there workers trying to get the club ready for tonight, its Latino night. I get on the elevator and go up. As soon as I get off I run to the trash can and throw up.

Fuck, I should have stayed home. I feel like shit. How am I throwing up if I haven't eaten anything all day. I wipe my mouth and make my way to the office. I go in Lars is sitting in his boss man chair. I plop down on the couch and take my shoes off.

"Hey soon to be birthday boy, how's it going" Lars says as he continues to look at his laptop. "I don't know, I think I got the flu or some shit" I say. "Ewww I hope not, I don't want that shit" he says joking. "I hope not either, so what's up with this meeting" I ask. "Oh well KD and Brain want to see how much were going to be spending on you that night" he says as he laughs. "What's funny" "them, you know money has never been an option for us, you know you gotta spend money to earn money" "yea, but they don't seem to get that, well wake me when they get here" I say as I close my eyes.

I feel someone sit on the other end of the couch where my feet are. I open my eyes and its KD, damn rude I think to myself. I find a lil strength and sit up. "Welcome to the party Ms Monroe" KD says. I just stare at her and nod my head. Man I feel like a big ass horse pile of shit. I wish I could lay my head on her chest.

"So Ms Monroe let's get right into it, who would you like to have at the day party, now its not guaranteed will get them but give us a few ideas please" Brain says. I don't know what it is about dude but I don't like his wana be cool, I'm the man, uncle tom lookin ass. "Tell me what you can afford and I'll tell you what I want" I say.

"Now Ms Monroe that's not fair, can you and Brian play alone for just a few minutes please" KD says. I laugh in my head because before she was all top boss, I run this shit now she singing a different tune and I haven't even let her feel this tongue on that pussy yet. See now I know I got her.

"Ok, well I would love Summer all day, were close friends so I know she has no problem with doin it and she doesn't charge much, also DJ Dej and DJ Femme Fatale. But if you want to make your money back from the day party then I suggest Katrina and Ms Ciara, its been awhile since they've performed her" I tell them. "Ok good" KD says

Brain and myself continued to go back and fourth for awhile but we got things solved. I got my way plus a lil extra. As I'm waiting on my ride I'm stuck in the restroom with what seems like diaherria. My phone keeps ringing but I can't even answer it, I can't even get a shit break for long enough to let my ass relax and breath.

I should be calling one of my sisters but I really don't want them worrying about me and besides I don't want them trying to take me to the hospital and have me stuck in there for my birthday bash. I make my way to the lobby and I sit there and wait for the cab. I'm so sore.

"Ms Monroe, you ok" KD says. "Yea just feeling a lil under the weather that's all" "well I hope you're not driving" she says. "I can barely hold my head up, I do a lot of stupid shit but driving while feeling like this is a no, I'm waiting on a Uber" I say. "Oh, well I'm free, no plans right now I can take you home if you like" she says.

Damn I would have loved if this situation I was of good health, I would give everything for it, damn you stupid ass body. I guess I'll take the offer up anyway, mad I want get that pussy but I guess just being able to be in the car with her for awhile will do.

We make our way to her Lexus Rx, I get in and right as I'm getting ready to close the door I vomit. Fuck this is a bad impression. Thank God it didn't get in her truck. She hands me napkins to wipe my mouth and a bottle of water. I cant even drink it because it hurts to swallow. Damn I just wana go home and get in my bed and ball up.

I might need to go to the hospital, my butt hole hurt, my head hurt, my pussy looks swollen, my throat is killing me. Who the fuck did I share drugs with and what kind were they so I can stay away from that. Fuck!