Something Like Love.

Chapter 2

We went somewhere off Southside Boulevard in some town houses called Belle Rive. Although I had been in Jacksonville for a couple of years, I never really got a round. I went where I needed to go and that was about it and since I stayed on the North side. I stayed on the North side.  When we pulled up it had to be about seven cars out front and they were all nice compared to my little Oldsmobile.I was starting to feel a little shame of it. We walked in to a house full of people. I was introduce to some dude name Bryan and of course Terrance put me on the spot when we  all took shots.

He told the crowd I was a country boy who ain’t neva had no real city fun. I guess that excited the crowd. The cheered and made me take more shots. I was good and buzzed before we even seen the inside of a club. Terrance already informed during the ride over he was designated driver for the night and this is the night I would like to remember, but I won’t.

We started at Club Synn and ended at a strip club called Passion and that is where my life changed for ever.

Tyneisha.

Me and Coco had a great day. We went to  Buy buy baby, Target and some other high end  fancy ass stores. Sold to the girls in the different hoods from Moncrief Village to  the Paxon area, we  made few stacks and split it, the normal. I got home round 8 that night,with the garlic tray and Newports for mama.  I put my bonnet on my head and decided to take an hour nap, then get ready to head to Passions. Money is always my mission.

Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

I knocked over my alarm clock annoyed about them stupid ass beeps. Once again I over slept it was damn near 10 p.m.

“Shit man.” I yelled at myself again for over sleeping and didn’t even bother fussing with mama cause she didn’t care.

She cared when her cable was off tho and the light.  Maybe I should remind her who help pay the bills in this mutha’fucka.  No time to even attempt to try to do my hair like I wanted. The bob will do tonight. It wasn’t like it was raggedy or something. I just wanted something new since I was the spot light for the night. I showered made sure I was real smooth everywhere because I knew I was a soft bitch. Them niggas loved to squeeze on me and for extra change they sure could. Yes ma’am money is always the mission. Grabbed my bag and I was out the door to my regular taxi man.

He had a little crush on me. I let him flirt with me and that kept him happy and kept me with extra money in my pocket since he barely charged me from my place to Passions and I knew it was twenty minute drive both ways.

“Alright beautiful. You be safe tonight.”

“No problem Mr. Harris.”

“I tell you all the time just call me Alonzo sweetie.”

“Sorry Alonzo.” I said in child-like voice. Niggas loved when you all willing and shit for em.

Just like that he gave me his biggest smile. I gave him a 10 and I was out that cab. Alonzo was getting me to point A to point B, butI was tired of him, his gapped yellow teeth and smelly Nigerian ass pretending to be a “ black man.” I am pretty sure that nigga name Makembo or some shit. It was  time for some type of change and the first step was for me to learn how to drive. I didn’t want to turn twenty-one without knowing how to drive. I had a year to make it happen.

I went into the locker room and greeted the my girls I  fuck with Nicole better known as Sunny and Robin and she went by Champagne. They always kept it real and never stole and was some hustla’s  shit like me.

“Hey hoooes. What’s happenin?”

“Shit the same ol baby.”  Sunny said.

They both came over to my locker.