A few days passed and Chanel was still mad at Chad. Unfortunately she could no longer avoid work so she went in early to talk to Greg.
Chanel; I don't wanna be scheduled with C-note any more.
Greg curiously asked why.
Chanel; cause he trying to fuck every bitch in the club.
Greg surprised; wow! Really now? Well I guess it's a good thing he quit.
Chanel surprised; wait what?
Greg; yeah. He handed Me a letter of resignation.
He shows her the letter. She reads it. Then she goes to see Elle.
Chanel; You know after all that nigga put me thru, now he gone quit.
Elle; oh Yeah I saw him in here yesterday with his suit on like he to good too work here. Hmph.
Chanel; suit?
Ciara; yeah suit. He left. He didn't want you to have to find a new job, so he left.
Chanel; bitch don't talk to m...
Ciara; for my boy I'm gone let that slide but fyi we didn't fuck that night. I ain't gone lie. I wanted to give it too him after he saved me from my psycho ex but, he was still hung up over you.
Chanel; even if that is true he still fuck that other bitch.
Ciara; that bitch fucked up my relationship to, but she wouldn't have been able to get in his head if your relationship was defined and you didn't string him along. I gotta go do my set. You let a good 1 get away while some of us wishing we had a man like that in love with us.
Chanel; he in love with me?Ciara sucks her teeth and walks away. Chanel stairs dumbfounded for a while. Then she turns to Elle.
Chanel; Elle be honest. When I wasn't here was he flirting with other girls or anything?
Elle; girl you know all men dogs...
Chanel; Elle I need the truth before I lose possibly the best thing that's happen to me in a long while.
Elle; no. Damn. He's a perfect gentle man. He barely stare at these hoes when you not here. Well except Desire but everyone know they just friends.
Chanel; why you didn't tell me? Why lead me to believe my Mr. Right may not be true.
Elle; because relationships don't last in this profession. Ain't no nigga tryna make a hoe into a house wife. It's new thots in here every week and it's just a matter of time before he leave you like Tommy did....
Chanel; you! That's what this is about. Tommy left you for that lil thot and left you bitter.
Elle; I ain't bitter, I'm just trying to look out for you. I wish someone would've looked out for me. Now that nigga don't even take care of his kid.
Chanel; I didn't ask you to look out for me. Chad loves my son. He do more for him than his dad do. Not just money he takes him for hair cuts and other stuff a boy needs av father for. I'm sorry about what Tommy did to you but if it's too late to get my man back, you gone be sorry.Elle tears up. It was still early in the day and Chanel shift wasn't starting so she left. She sped to Chad's place. Chanel got out the car and rushed in. The door to his room was open. Inside was the landlord cleaning up.
Chanel; excuse me sir. Where is Chad?
Landlord; oh he moved out yesterday. Something about needing a worthy place.
Chanel; did he say where he was going?
Landlord; Nope. Sorry miss.Chanel left disappointed. She went back to the club nearly crying. Inside, she got dressed too work, but just sat at the bar moping. Desire shift ended and she almost walked right passed her.
Ciara; are you ok Chanel?
Chanel; no I can't find your friend and he not responding to any of my texts or calls. I guess he don't love me no more.
Ciara sighs; Barbie try your dream house.
Chanel confused; what?
Ciara; that's all I got. Go to your dream house tomorrow. I shouldn't say shit but apparently I can't make "my boy" happy. The thought of you bring a bigger smile to his face than a blow from m... Most any other girl I bet. Be easy. Bye.Elle got Greg to let Chanel go early. She didn't want too because of the lack of money she was getting. Chanel reluctantly left due to not being able to focus enough that she wasn't making money any way.
On the way home she kept thinking of what Desire said about Barbie dream house. Puzzled, she tried to forget about it. Soon, she remembered a house she, Chad and her son drove by while on a date. It was big and a bit pricey but she fantasized about how she'd set it up. She even joked with Chad about them moving there if they got married. As she lie down to go to sleep tears filled her eyes.The next day around noon Chanel drove by the house. The for sale sign was switched to sold. She was about to drive off when she noticed what look like Chad's car. Chanel pulled in behind it and got out. The door was slightly cracked so she creeped in.
Chanel; hello!? Is anyone there?
There stood Chad in a suit with a jewelry box. Chanel phone dropped in shock. He leaned down to get on 1 knee.
Chanel; Chad! I'm sorry. I forgive you but we haven't been together that long.
Chad; precisely yet I love you more than I thought possible and ready to make this thing official.
Chanel began breathing heavy and backing up.He opened the case to a small white gold and diamond band.
Chanel; that's a bit small for an engagement ring.
Chad lol; that's because it's not 1. Now come over here. Ciara had already gave me a heads up. I had to bump up my plans a little. I didn't think the queen would be ready for this knight to try to prove himself just yet.Chanel blushing walks over.
Chad; this is a promise ring. As in if you accept it I promise to dedicate my heart, body and soul to you and only you.
Chanel in tears; I do. Lol. Wait so why did you quit and what's with the house?
Chad; oh that. I didn't want you too leave. You were there before I was. Plus I can't lie there is too much temptation in that place. I started a new job at a lucrative security firm. Then I took out a loan and...
Chanel; you bought this house!?
Chad; well technically yes but we still will have to pay off the bank. A queen deserves a castle not a condo and definitely not my old living arrangements.
Chanel ran up and hugged him. He lifted her and they began to kiss. The 2 stared in each other eyes and the problems of the world seemed to pass away as if they were the only 2 in it.
The end?
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In love with a stripper
RomanceFictional tale of love, lust and relationship in the fast pace life of the gentleman's club.