GUILT

Chapter 1

It was late at night and Chantelle decided to text her sister and tell her about how her life has been going since she hasn't seen Shay in weeks.

"Wassup girl." Chantelle sent.

Chantelle got up from her bed and decided to clean up around her 2 bedroom apartment. She was very meticulous about how her house was and knew it was time for a change. Chantelle was the type of girl that didn't mind doing things on her own. Without someone by her side to help her live her life. Hours later after getting most of the chore done, Shay texted back.

"Girl I miss you. We should meet up later."

"What do you mean? Its almost 10:30 p.m," Chantelle replied.

"You have nothing to do anyway lol. Just come by my place and we'll go from there."

"Where are we going anyway?"

"Club Articks. Its a new club that just popped up downtown not too long ago. Come on, please. We'll have tons of fun."

"Okay, fine."

Chantelle hasn't been out to go clubbing in months. She had no idea how to dress, how to wear her hair, or how to do her makeup. Good thing she uses an app for such times as these. She pulled up an suggestion on Pintrest that settled with her well. Chantelle pulled out a black, bodycon skirt. Along with an olive colored spaghetti strapped tank top, with some beige high heeled sandals. She grabbed her favorite jacket and stepped out the door into her white 2015 Dodge Charger.

"Hey, are you dressed? I'm outside waiting." Chantelle called Shay.

"Yes, I'm on my way to the door." Shay responded.

Chantelle and Shay pulled up to the crowded parking lot where there were a lot of cars, women that looked as rachet as they come and men that looked as doggish as they are. There were a group of men outside that wanted their attention but they didn't receive it at all. Shay knew the bouncer at the door and got them both in free. Who knows, they probably may have had history back in the day.

"I'm going to go to the restroom to fix this eyeliner on my face." Shay left the table, leaving Chantelle sitting alone.

Chantelle sat at the table, scrolling on her iPhone 6.  All of sudden, a tall man came and sat across from her at the table.

"Wassup shawty," he decided to flirt with her.

Chantelle was in disgust in the way he approached her. She simply glanced at him and stared back at her phone.

"Can't talk or somethin'?" He began to become aggravated at the fact she wouldn't give him the time of day.

"Oh, very well. And I decide if you do not remove yourself from this table, you will be a very pissed off man." Chantelle fired back.

"Hmmm, am I now?!" he stood up from the seat and leaned over into her face.

"Yes, because my sister will ---"

"Because if you don't, I'll do something about it." A handsome looking man came from behind and interrupted her.

Shay was just returning from the restroom. "Is everything okay here?"

"It's about to be," the handsome man said earnestly.

The deviant man sucked his teeth and removed himself from the area.