No one knows this, not even Cleo but at a point in my life I was so naive and dumb I was willing to do dumbest shit. Thinking about it now .. I was fucking bugging.
I began to hide shit from Cleo. I felt like I was disappointing her, I knew she wouldn't judge me but after a while it was like.. Damn bitch? Another nigga?!
2014I had met a girl named Kenzie, Kenzie was doofy as hell.. Had to stand at like 5'10, she had caramel skin that made her pretty, cause her features was funny looking as shit. silly belle always so quick to find a new friend, at this point I was like.. Listen they think you're a ho.. You can not change.. Your honess can't be deleted, you don't have that ability. Own it. Kenzie was free spirited.. Nah I'm lying Kenzie was a fucking Ho.. Like more of one I could ever be, I think she was low key a Nympho.. The way she would just have sex with these niggas and disregard them had me like.. Belle you need to be like that. Stop giving these niggas your feelings. Cause no one knew but a bitch was hella emotional on the low, I'd be like alright this man gonna be different Ima give him pussy and we gon be together.. Bitch why was I so fucking stupid?! Like that shit is laughable now.
Me and Kenzie was in her house one day, a nice ass two family house all the way in Brooklyn. Her room was laced with nice shit, she was only 22, she didn't have no job.. How the fuck she was getting all this shit? Belle why were you ignoring the fucking signs? So a bitch got bold one day and asked her. I was like " Yo Kenzie.. Real shit what you do for money bitch? Cause I need ins " part of me was joking but part of me was dead fucking ass! She laughed a little bit and we sat there in silence for like a minute, it was awkward cause she was eyeballing me like she was sizing me up, finally she broke the silence " well bitch, I'm not gonna lie I chill with niggas. Some ask me for pussy, some don't. They pay me either way though " I'm sitting there like.. Bitch did this ho just tell you she's a prostitute? Like is that what that was just now? Bitchhhh. Then I fought the idea with myself like.. Well shit you fucking niggas for free and could be living like this. So I looked her dead in the eye, " put me on " .. Now a days I knew it was a set up from jump. The whole friendship was for me to get to that point. Sneaky ass bitch.
She looked at me again and laughed, I got nervous like damn was this bitch lying? Did she just trick me into revealing I would be down for selling some pussy? Damn dumbass. She got real serious fast though, " well if your serious you can start as fast as this weekend! " then shit got hella real.. Sis you boutta be a prostitute... A real life prostitute.. A 18 year old prostitute .. I thought about it again, you can back out right now. You can laugh this shit off. Y'all can go back to y'all regular friendship. It wasn't that easy though cause a part of me was really interested. I wasn't stressing for cash, my mom pretty much always spoiled me and I had a legal job at an afterschool.. But what the fuck is 10 dollars an hour to money on the spot for doing what I already do for free ?! I had different questions for her though, I questioned her for what seemed like hours like " is this shit like tv? Do I have to stand on hunts point? I gotta dress sexy?" Like at that point I never really wore lingerie. Who the fuck was I wearing it for ? Some nigga named Daquan in the projects so we could fuck on his twin bed ? Hell no. So until then I never really had a use for it. She had explained to me she would be the one setting everything up, I just had to show up to where ever she sent me.. I could dress regular. Just be sexy under my clothes. Whole time this bitch was about to pimp me and I STILL didn't see the signs.
Days went by and she had been prepping me the whole time. What to do, what not to do, how to act, not be shy, you know .. Prosty 101. She told me she set me up for a " date " I expected a white man like the movies. Maybe this would be like pretty woman. Maybe I'd meet the white man of my dreams and never have to do this again.. No sis. She gave me an address and Had a driver take me there. The whole way I didn't really talk to the man. He was a black hood nigga. I didn't know if he knew what I was about to do or not, figured he was just a friend she had to do her a favor.. Nah bitch I later learned that this was a whole business. He knew from fucking jump! He pulled up to a brownstone, it had to be like 9pm, I told my mom I was gonna be at Tiani's house. So she didn't really have a worry, she didn't know I was about to pop this pussy for a dollar. My stomach immediately had jumbles.. But before I could tell the driver, that Nigga skurted the fuck off.. Well shit, bye then. I looked at my phone, her text had the apt number and all, I walked up the stairs with this bad feeling. I had acid in my bag though. I didn't know what could've popped off, had to be prepared. I knocked on the door and Bitch... This Nigga was black.. Not sophisticated black either.. Tyrone fucking black. Sweatsuit and timbs bitch!!!! Now I'm like oh helllllll no. I showed some disgust on my face. He opened the door and was like " relax come in " .. Sis it was a whole bunch of other niggas. I didn't think too much of it. They were all doing their own things.. Smoking, playing 2k, laughing about dumb shit. He led me to a back room, a basic little room, my stomach had fucking knots. I needed to see some money first cause if I wanted to fuck for free I could do it in the Bronx ! I was nervous to ask him but I was like " so, let me see this money you're supposed to be giving me " he looked at me like I disrespected him.. Well Bitch me and you have on the same outfit, it look like we both got the same amount of money, how was I supposed to act? He laughed and went to his closet and pulled out a few hundreds, had to be like 5. He threw it at me like I was nothing I'll never forget that feeling. I felt dirty before I did anything.
An hour had passed and I had the money in my pocket already, we didn't do shit yet but talk and get to know each other. After awhile I began to feel more comfortable, a lot of the boys had left too. It had to be like 2 left who didn't get the hint. We smoked & drank a little bit .. I'm not a smoker so I mainly coughed up lungs and shit and tried to not die. But the more the weed hit me I really didn't wanna do this shit no more .. I was ready to leave, but I wanted to keep the money. So I started thinking about ways to get out of this bitch with my money and an untouched pussy. He started feeling on me, and I got even more uncomfortable.. This man wasn't even fucking cute. I bolted out and went to the bathroom and started heaving into the toilet like I was throwing up, I wasn't. I was pouring some of my water in the toilet between heaves to sound like the real thing. When I came out I could tell he was disgusted. Bitch I had to keep a straight face but I really wanted to die laughing. Like I wanted to SCREAAAAAAAM, cause he was so mad.
We went back to his room and he was looking at me with the " what you boutta do " face. I could tell he didn't want no parts of me anymore. He didn't ask about the money yet but I knew he was gonna remember so I had to get out of there. Bitch I started thinking, I'm like sis you just gotta run.. You just gotta Forrest Gump on these Niggas. So I texted Kenzie like " I'm done. Send the driver. " that was the longest 15 minutes ever. Once I got the outside text, I got up and HIT FUCKING FEET. He must of thought I was going to the bathroom again, nah bitch I'm gone !!! I ran towards the door and struggled to unlock it. By then he was running down the stairs trying to get to me, his dumb ass friends was confused so he started yelling " she got the money!!! " bitchhhhhhhh, i put gas in my feet sis I hit fucking pavement. I ran down all 5 flights with the quickness. At any moment I expected my fat ass to fall and tumble, but either way I was getting the fuck out that house!!! I ran out the door and the driver was blasting music I hopped in that bitch out of breath like " GO ! " he didn't talk much he just drove off, as I sat there on my way back to Kenzie house I got pissed the fuck off! This bitch was gonna pimp my ass ! Every thing started falling into place. I realized what was going on and was ready to beat some ass.
I waited till the driver drove off. I took my acid out my bag ( mostly bleach, ammonia , other shit ) and was ready to Fuck this bitch up. She had no idea. I knocked on the door, before she could say anything I emptied the whole bottle in her funny looking ass face. She ain't get a chance to even speak, I grabbed her hair and started dragging her down the stairs beating on her, I was kicking her in her face & speaking to her like how my mom used to do when I was little " BITCH YOU FUCKING PLAYED ME! You dumb ass bitch " she didn't fight back, the smell of the liquid probably had her in a daze. Shit it had me in one too, it was getting too strong. After getting my last few hits in I heard her family coming towards the door, I BOLTEDDDDDDDDD, mind you I was in Brooklyn. Didn't know where to run but these feet was gonna get my ass somewhere. I took a cab home with the money I stole, and when I got home I wanted to text Cleo so bad!!!! I thought against that shit and laughed the whole night. I really was gonna be a prostitute .. What the fuck sis ! Till this day Kenzie prostituting. That Bitch ain't never contact me after that. It was no words.
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Unfinished
Non-FictionSequel to Unfiltered, in life certain experiences bring us to new places, and cause us to be new people.