After giving Brandon that good I got back into the passenger seat and put my leggings back on Brandon was zipping his pants up he looked exhausted like he been running all day that made me chuckle a bit cause I know I put In work, I felt like now was a good time to talk about getting me my own car I'm kind of tired of waiting on Brandon to pick me up like I'm his hoe or some shit this pick up drop off was never the plain if that's the case I could stick with a taxi.
"Brandon?" I said in a soft voice.
"yes baby?" he said reaching for my hand. "well I appreciate the drives back in forth that you do for me but that wasn't the plan," I said.
"what you trying to say baby?" he said. "I'm trying to say I want a car. Do you know? Like a car of my own so I can go where I wanna go when I feel." I said. "Mmmmmm I don't know about that," he said rubbing his chin.
"Excuse me? What do you mean you don't know about that?" I said.
"I don't know if I wanna buy a car." he said. "whatever Brandon," I said.
"ayye baby doesn't give me attitude," he said. "Leave me alone Brandon." I said grabbing my hand from him. "c'mon Brit I take you where you need to go have you there on time what's to complain about?" he question. "Are you serious? What's to complain about is you promise me that If I quick stripping I could get a car and what about that shit you promise me when we very first started hooking up huh? How you were gonna give me all the money when I came to your house huh? I ain't get yet, you know how I feel about my money take that shit to the heart." I said.
"You know what Brit I'm tired of your bullshit, your complaining, you accusing me I'm tired of it all so if you wanna go then leave cause you just don't get it," he said slowing the card down. "I don't get what Brandon? What is it that I'm not getting? Are you trying to have sex with me and not paying me? Or wait for you promising me better shit and I'm not getting it all you did was use and abuse me for what you want" I shouted.
"You should be used to that shit Brittany you're a stripper who strips a pole and have sex with men for money" he shouted back. I felt like I was slapped In the face by the truth I had nothing to say everything I wanted to say disappeared out my head and I was in shock how could he say such thing to me? Don't get me wrong I know what the hell I do for a living but he brought me to his home he's the one who wanted me more than anything and this is how he talks to me I wipe my tears that was once again coming down my eyes and looked at one last time waiting for an apology that I knew wasn't coming I calmly got out the car to get my belongings. "I'm done Brandon," I said. "No baby please c'mon let's talk about it," he said grabbing hold to me.
"Brandon you've said enough," I said putting my hand in his face. "where are you gonna go," he said trying to stop me. "Don't worry about me I'll be fine just like I was before I met you just leave drive the fuck off?" I said.
He got in the car and did as I said and didn't look back or anything, I didn't feel like sleeping in no hotel so I only have one option call my brother. "Bryce, can you come to pick me up?" I said. "Pick you up? where your pimp" he said. "Can you just come to get me?" I said. "Ight sis where you at?" he said.
"In Roosevelt Field," I said. "what the hell you doing all the way over there?" he said. "Could you just come to pick me up Bryce? "I said. "Ight I'll be there In 10mins," he said.
