Bag Lady:(Book One)

Tough Bitch

Janessa AKA Butterfly (Picture Above)

I paused and looked at my phone, while I jerked my head back a little bit and rolled my eyes.

"Janessa you th--"

I hung up and chuckled.

This bitch has a lot of nerve callin my phone after all these years. Bitch fuck yo shiesty ass.

(***)

I walked into the club with my bag, it was packed, men was everywhere, my shift didn't start until 30 minutes so I had some time to drink. I strutted to the bar, and took a seat. Naomi, the bartender/my bestfriend was making drinks for these guys.

She's real pretty, she's short and dark skinned, she usually wear long box braids but today she was rocking her long thin wavy hair that was in a low ponytail. She came my way with a big smile.

"What's up Butterfly? What is it gonna be tonight Hennessy or Ciroc?" She smiled.

"Girl neither, by the look of this place. Imma need a whole bottle of Grey Goose and some Smirnoff maybe some Gin too" I chuckled and started pulling out some cash out of my Versace wallet.

"It's okay, it's on the house tonight . You get the employee discount" she winked while pouring me a glass

"Just don't tell Quincy old ass"

"I aint, but bestfriend, when you gon get out of this tired ass club and become a model?"

"Umm Janessa, when you gon get out of this tired ass club and become a therapist." She laughed

"Girl I don't even know, money movin fast around here nowadays. But I don't feel like being around these ugly ass thots, Paris come in yet?"

"You know her baby daddy be whoopin' that ass, I heard she in the hospital,that nigga done fucked up her hip and ribs. So she aint gon be stroking on no pole for a while" she grinned

"But Quincy got this new girl comin' in a few weeks or so, she came by to audition the other day she pretty cute, how's my niecy poo Desireè"

"Good and spoiled, and your baby boy?"

"He a hand full, we gon have to take them some where one of these days."

"Yeah we will, Well let me go punch in early" I downed all my drink "I'll be back" I burped.

"Okay Ms.Butterfly" she smirked.

I went into the dressing room, this girl name Velvet who's really skinny and dark skinned, walked passed me with a hard mug on her face. I stopped her and locked my eyes on her.

"Don't get fucked up today" I said sternly

She quickly walked out the door.

I went into an almost clean stall and started changing into my pink two piece, I hated getting dressed in front of those raggedy hoes, only bad bitches can witness a bad bitch. I brushed my hair and sat my Michael Kors book bag under a small pink rusty bench.  My locker was already filled with too much shit.