Tainted Pleasures(Lesbian)

Chapter 3-prt2

"Afternoon Everyone", Le'Asia said as she entered the shop. "Hey, Afternoon Asia", we all replied. I was too relieved that she had finally gotten to work, so that I could go to lunch. I was already done with my clients that I had for the day, and now I felt like my stomach was touching my back. I had skipped breakfast this morning, in a hurry to get to the shop and prep everything for the day. And now my ass was hungry as fuck.

"Le'Asia, you and Bree are going to have to close up the shop tonight, but I'll be back here later on around 8-8:30, tonight to collect yall's receipts. And "you" are going to open in the morning right hun?" I asked. "Yes ma'am" she replied cutely, I'll be here bright and early, I just had a few things to do this morning in reference to my daughter, but the rest of my week should go as scheduled. My mama and my aunt are going to take Rainah, to school and pick her up for me. Jackson ain't good for shit every since he started dating that new bitch of his Jazmine, he doesn't seem to have time for "his" daughter anymore. I'm so sick of his shit, I'm tempted to put his aas up for child support." she replied.

Le'Asia and I had known each other since high school, we basically had all of our classes together the last two years of school. She and her no good ass baby's daddy, had met in high school. Jackson Smith was a football jock, who every lil' hoe thought was God's gift to woman, and West Mecklenburg High. He and Le'Asia were what you could call high school sweethearts, she was a virgin and he was a hoe. The first time they fucked she got pregnant with her now four year old daughter Rainah. I swear she did her best to play the role of mommy and daddy. making sure her daughter had shoes, clothes and everything else inbetween. I did what I could to help her out from time to time, whether it was allowing her to come in to work a few minutes late, giving her a few of my clients to make a lil' extra bread, or taking a personal day to spend some time with her baby girl.

I was as reasonable as I humanly could be, but Breah on the other hand had me ready to give her ass the boot, no questions asked. "So where is Bree?", I asked. More than likely, her ass was somewhere laid the fuck up with some tired ass nigga. "I haven't talked to her since Saturday.", she said. "She wanted me to pick her up for work this morning, and when I said I couldn't do it. She said she would get ShaHeem to drop her off." she said. "Well, she better get her shit together. Her ass is about to be out of a muthafuckin' job, I don't have time to play around with someone who ain't serious about their job, cause I give a fuck about my business and the people in it. My time is money, and my clients. I ain't got the energy to be trying to help somebody who ain't even trying to help themselves, what the fuck do I look like, this ain't no charity...shit you got to work to get paid in my establishment.", I stated with much aggravation as I walked away.

I hated feeling used, I was so fucking tired if letting the people in my life confuse me with boo boo the fool. I was nobody's fool, from my ex to my soon to be ex employee. I was fed up and done with feeling used by any and everyone. I took out my cell phone in an attempt to call and find out where Mya was, but I noticed that she was pulling up into the parking lot. I gathered my things and said my goodbyes, and was out the door and to Mya's car, before she even had a chance to shut the car off. "Damn!...where is the fire?", Mya asked as I climbed into the car. "Shut up hoe, I was not moving that fast. I'm just starving and super aggravated. Speaking of hunger, where are you taking me for lunch anyway hun?, I asked as I laughed at her comment. I was hoping we could go to that new bistro on N.Tryon, called Tasty's. I have been hearing a lot of good talk about it in the shop." I said while she drove. "Well love, it's a surprise...so you're just going to have to sit back and wait and see." she replied with a smile.

As we drove to the restaurant, my cell phone started ringing. Holding my phone in my hand I blankly stared at the number that flashed across the screen. Although I had deleted the entire contact from my contacts, I knew this particular number by heart. Even if I tried to forget it I couldn't, it was basically etched in my damn brain. Still caught in a daze, my screen started to flash MISSED CALL. As I began to refocus on Mya and I's conversation, my phone began to ring once again. I glanced at Mya who was busy bopping her head to music that was playing and then back at my phone. I was beginning to become angry, sad, and confused all at once. Why was she calling me? I had made it very clear that I wanted nothing more to do with her, and I meant it. This was just what I didn't need, I wanted to go to lunch, and maybe do a lil' shopping at South Park Mall. Then take my ass home, and not be bothered...especially not by Key.