BEAUTY

The Quiet Storm

Somore POV

3am

"Hello?" I looked at the clock and noticed it was three. Who the fuck calling this late. My thoughts were interrupted by some bitch voice on the other end of the phone. "Who the fuck is this answering my nigga phone?" Wtf her man? I looked down at the iPhone and realized i picked up Cash phone. So he gotta another bitch. Oh ok, we can both play it like that. "Listen here you basic ass bitch! I am Cash fiance so advise you not to call this motherfucking phone nomore. Unless you wanna come up missing." This bitch started laughing and hung up.

"Cashmere!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. This bitch ass nigga didnt even bulge but i got something for that ass. I ran down stairs to the kitchen and got a pot full of ice cold water. This nigga got me fucked up. I ran my ass back up stairs threw on my nikes, some black tights, and a sports bra. Cause its about to go down in this bitch.

I got on his side of the bed threw the covers back and splashed that nigga head to mutherfucking toe with everything in me. He jumped up so fast. If this wasnt a fucked up situation this shit would be hella funny and i would be in tears laughing. " What the fuck Mo? What the fuck wrong with you? bitch have you lost yo mind?" He really screaming like im in the wrong. Boy boo. " Naw nigga is you fucking crazy. So you back cheating? When i and been with yo ass through everything." this nigga tryna look confused fuck out of here.

"Bitch what i do is my motherfucking business. If i wanna fuck every bitch in my strip club i will. I dont need yo fucking permission." Is this nigga serious. Is he fucking serious right now son. Really. "Nigga yo ass must be on that powder. To think im gone put up with yo...." before i could finish my sentence this nigga attacked my ass and started chiking the fuck out of me.

He just started beating my ass. I refuse to give up without getting me some hits in. This nigga really got life fucked up. I started digging my finger in his eye. I guess i dug good enough cause he let my ass go. Once i hit the floor, i started gasping for air. I saw a stinching card in the corner by the closet. I looked at this bastard and he was smirking.

I got my ass up grabbed my keys. I looked at that bitch was last time. "Bitch ass nigga i held yo ass down. through the miscarriages, stds, and cheating. But you got me fucked up if you think you bout to be whooping my ass." I threw that bitch his ring. " Kiss my ass" and limped my ass out the house. this fool had the audacity to yell. "BITCH I OWN YOU". I was tempted to turn around and pull some waiting to exhale type shit. But fuck setting a car full of clothes on fire. I'll set cash ass on fire.

UNKNOWN POV

I've been watching Chyna every move as I sat in the corner unoticed in the strip club she worked at. She had no ideal i was even so close to her presence. She was on stage doing her thing dancing to T Pain im in love with a stripper. Exactly how i used to feel when i first met her. I ain't gone lie she did still have a big effect on me how she moved her body so seductive on stage.

I can't believe this is the girl i used to love with everything in me now she is my worst enemy. We havent seen each other in six months. She believes im dead after she set me up to be robbed while we were on vacation in puerto rica. After she was done with her performance she started making her way to a table up front. She was all up in these niggas faces grinning and flirting. If only they knew they were her nexts vitcims. And with niggas steady boosting her fucking head up. She feels like shes untouchable.

But like i always told her once in the game, you married to it. I shouldve knew something was up with her sheisty ass. Bitch asked me how the dope game work. I always wondered what a fine bitch like her would want to know.

That girl used to mean the world to me. I cant believe she turned out to be a fucking snake. I gave her anything she asked for but the bitch was never satisified. Now im on the fucking run from my old bosses since this bitch got me caught up in some more shit.

Just thinking about all the shit i and been through in the last six months because of her is pissing me off. But i refuse to kill the bitch in this club. I finished off my drink and headed to the exit. Halfway to the door i bump into someone.... Damn

CHYNA POV

After making my bread for the night i decided to work the floor. It wasn't necessary since a bitch made over 5 thou and only been here for a bout two hours. I was was making my rounds and happened to bumped into this new and new specimen. I offered him a dance. But he just ignored me. He kinda looked familiar. Ain't got time to figure his broke ass out. Im throwing a private after party for some new clients. Ain't no shame in my game. Bitch money make me come......

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