Walking from the stage into the dressing room, I see Ike coming towards me. The mug on his face gives away that he's pissed. Ike walks straight up to me and back slaps me. I fall on to the floor, letting out a whimper I hold back the tears ready to burst out and flow down my face. Ike bends down and grabs my hair, taking his other hand he begins beating me. "Bitch the next time you make my customers wait you'll get more than that", he says throwing me back to the ground.
Crying hysterically, I stand up and run to the bathroom. I pass by the other girls watching them laugh and snicker. I take a colth, wetting it I start clean myself up.
A couple minutes pass by when I hear a knock at the door. "Coco, it's me Ike. Open the door." Hesitatingly I let him in. "Listen, what happen out there was your fault. Do you think I like beating my only sister? After mom passed away your the only family I have left, but you know better than to play with my money. Now I need you to go to the motel and wait. You should have some visitors come by." Tired and exhausted I nod my head.
In my mind I knew he was right. My brother is the best thing that happened to me since my mother died. He took me in and gave me a job. I should be more grateful for all the things he did for me. He feeds me, gives me a place to sleep and take care of our child.
