Legend's (Urban)

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"Empty all the fucking money in the bag!, Hurry up bitch you not moving fast enough" He said. Man why the fuck I decide to work at this nasty ass chicken spot. Our ass getting robbed again for the second time and it's only been 6 months since I first started working here. "Alright" I said as I filled the duffel bag up with all the money in my register. I could tell by the shaking of his hands this nigga was nervous and didn't know what he was doing. I didn't want him to blow my head off. I threw the duffel bag at him as he continually whiled the gun towards my face. "Here that's everything" I said. They had already pulled off and my heart felt like it was about to pop out my chest on this cash register I was so damn scared.

"Nicole we gonna let you take the rest of the week off, go home and get some rest" My boss said after I been interviewed by the police a hundred times.

How did I even get myself in this situation, after my dude Chase went to jail it's been a struggle for me to pay my bills all by myself. We been together since my high school days in I'm 21 now. He was paying all my bills I didn't have to worry about shit, until his ass got caught up into some shit with his enemy this nigga name Gwap. 

Gwap and myself went to high school together, but never really talked to each other. After graduation he became a drug dealer, some old cats put him on game and I know his brother was slanging before he went to prison.

Chase my boyfriend older than me so he been doing this shit for years. He one of the biggest dope drugs in the city, He have a lot nigga's working for him. Plus he pimp bitches, and put them into the strip club and have them working for him. He always told me I was gonna be good and I didn't have to worry about doing any of this shit these other hoes out here do.

After he got caught up and went to prison, he left me 45,000 to take care of myself. But I been spending that shit on bullshit ass lawyer who all been giving me the run around trying get him out and adding money on his books every week.

I'm chocolate, slim waist but carrying a wagon, long natural black hair, a couple of tattoos, pretty teeth and some 32c cups titties. I'm to fine to be working at PP's Chicken I can bet you that.

"Hello I'm here to see Chase Patterson" I told the security guard at the front lobby. "Ma'am he already have a visit, your gonna have to come back next week" She replied. "What???" I said confused "Can you give me the name that's on his visitors list?" I added. "Amy Whiteman" She said. That name don't even ring a bell, I don't know who she is but I hope Chase have a good ass excuse of why he have other hoes coming up here to come visit him.

I looked over into the visit room as I was going through the metal detector. I seen Chase and some Snow White hoe laughing and talking she was sitting in his lap, he was running his hand through her hair and she was rubbing on his chest. I barged my way towards them. "Chase what the fuck going on here?" I asked "What you mean ain't shit going on here" He said as his voice started to crack. "Bitch get off him" I said putting my hand in her face. The officers started pulling me back and holding me against the wall. "Bitch you see that corner all over, that's where he ate my pussy out at last Sunday. "And since you up here you can add money to his books every week because I'm done with him and I m not coming back to this nasty ass place no more" I yelled before leaving.

*3 weeks later*

I was still pissed off that this nigga Chase played me. I been his down ass bitch riding for him after all these years. I felt off with my parents just to move in with him. I sacrificed a lot with him, and for him to have another bitch, that's like a slap in my face. That 45,000 I had could have went into my savings or something else important. I quit my job at PP's chicken which means I got evicted from my apartment, but my cousin Sharee let me stay with her until I get back on my feet.