Toxic

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Rose, Reagan

All I gotta do is put my mind to this shit, goddamn!
Cancel out my ex, I put a line through that bitch
I like all my S's with two lines through them shits
Everybody tryna fuck you but I'm fine with that shit

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I never mind, girl that's just you
I know you work hard for your shit
You know they gon' hate
Just don't play no part in that shit
They should call me James
Cause I'm goin' hard in this bitch
We're just so much smarter than them
Maybe I just needed you around me

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Baby won't you come my way
Ba-by won't you come my way

I wrapped my arms around Trinity's neck as we danced to My Way, but soon it turned to a little more than just dancing. I started bending over and made sure to throw my ass back on her crotch, and look at our victim.

He was fine, with caramel skin, and blazing hazel eyes, and a swag that was off the planet, he reminded me of Sage the Gemini, and I didn't take my eyes off of him. It was Dee, or better yet Dee'Vante, it was just too bad he would be getting his life taken away from him.

He picked up his glass that was probably filled with liquor and raised it my way up in VIP. I smirked, and winked my eye at him before I looked away simply because the song came off.

I grabbed Trinitys hand and walked over to the bar. "I seen him. He's up in VIP."

Trinity nodded her head, and ran her hand through her now blonde hair. We had decided to change up our looks a little and she decided to dye her hair blonde and wear it straight instead of curly. While, I had died my hair honey brown and kept my curls since I knew my hair would puff out if it was flat ironed.

"Well, let's go up there."

She grabbed my hand and we headed over to the guard who was blocking VIP, and immediately I smiled because it wasn't really a guard, it was Maine.

We tried to walk past him on purpose, but before I could fully. He grabbed both of our arms pulling us back.

"Where do you think your going? You don't have VIP slips, then you can't come in VIP ladies."

Trinity smiled and batted her eyes.
"What do we have to do to get in VIP, baby.."

He shook his head, and lightly smirked because we had already played everything off and rehearsed this. We had to make it look real, and that involved him not allowing us into VIP.

"Do you ha--"

"Is he giving you two beautiful ladies trouble?"

I looked up at Dee as he mainly looked at me, and I nodded my head. He didn't know that he was making it easier, to end his life, and bring us one step closer to starting our own.

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"I'm sorry about that. We decided to hire some new workers, and he ain't got the fucking memo yet."