( The Girl In The Picture Is Anayla )
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.' Man fuck yo' pride , just take it on back boy , take it on back boy , take it back all night , just take it on back , take it on back
Ooooo do what you gotta do keep me up all night , hurting vibes man it hurts inside when i look you in yo' eye
What are you willing to do ? Ohhh tell me what you're willing to do ,
Kiss it , kiss it better ba-'I yawned as i stopped my Rihanna wake-up call and rolled outta bed , nearly falling on the floor.
I lazily walked to the bathroom to do my morning routine and started doing my hair right after i finished.
My hair just like every morning was all over the place , see my hair wasn't on the nappy side but it wasn't that good either so it was manageable.
It stopped in the middle of my back and was a very dark brown color like my birthgiver and by that I meant my 'Mother's'.
Me and her have never been on good terms my whole life all she cared about was herself so I was raised by my dad
And spent most of my life with my aunts & grandparents. Hell i was everybody's kid. But me and my dad were inseparable until he passed away 2 years ago.
4 months after my graduation too. I was a damn mess & i began my career in stripping. He died and everyone wanted to get what he had & be my 'Comforter in my time of need'.
I just wanted to be alone so i moved here to Miami and started stripping. I never made so much money in my life.
I got my big ass house , a nice car , and everything i wanted here. I couldn't be happier.
I was flat ironing my hair when my doorbell rang repeatedly. Then they started beating on the door like they was crazy.
I headed down the stairs to see who the hell was knocking so hard & why the hell they was beating on my front door.
I swung the door open to be faced by my bestfriend Maia.
She pushed me back , rushed inside and slammed the door , locking it.She was out of breath and sunk down to the floor with her head in her hands. I just stood there dumbfounded at what i was seeing.
"What the hell is going on?". I finally said getting down to her level on the floor.
She looked up and i couldn't tell if she was crying or not. She took a deep breath and started talking.
"I-I was on my way over here like i was supposed to and i seen this man on my porch. He was just smiling at me and when i tried to close the door he pushed it back and i started running.
He caught up to me and dragged me on the side of my house. I was screaming until he yelled at me telling me he'd kill me if i kept screaming.
I grabbed my pepper spray out my boot at sprayed him and kicked him in the face and drove over here as fast as i could".
She said slightly shaking. I couldn't do nothing but hug her. I felt so bad and scared for her buut something was off.
"Awnn Are you serious girl ? I cant believe that , you alright ?". I asked getting down to her level.
She let out a deep breath and looked up with a smile. I was so confused , what the hell is going on. She stood up and noticed my confusion.
"Okaay sooo that was just a little practice for when i do my audition for this movie next week". She said with a smile.
I should slap her in her throat for that bullshit.
"Girl you had me finna cry and shit and it aint even happen ! Get out". I joked pointing to the door.
"I knoow im sorry i just wanted to know if i was believable or not ". She replied sitting on my couch.We laughed a little and i looked at the time. It was 1:30 and we had nothing planned until our shift tonight at The Players Club.
See Maia was a stripper too , she was there when i first started working there and she was the only one who wasn't being a hater.
But i mean hey , my body was really the shit. I had curves in the right places , my booty was a nice medium size , plump and showed in anything i wore.
My stomach was flat and my waist was skinny. A lot of girls hate but Maia was the only one who liked me.
We decided to just sit here and hang out until our shift tonight. Tonight was gonna be lit because it's Saturday and all the ballers come in and go crazy. Maybe ill meet me a little jawn tonight but hey , we'll just have to wait and see.
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Foolish
FanfictionAnayla Phillips is very naive when it comes to love. Especially after the death of her father. She began being distant , suicidal , and hated what was now her life. With the choices she's made i guess you could call her a bit 'Foolish'.