My sister's boyfriend (thug love)

Chapter 8

Brittney POV

I been out all morning looking for a job and I have no type of luck. Nobody's hiring seems like so I don't know what to do right now. Some places were hiring but I need something that pays good not another fast food joint. Since my parents left me the house I have to pay the mortgage or the bank will take it and I don't want that to happen. I need a job ASAP.

I need some gas so I turned into a gas station and hopped out.

"Aye ma!" I didn't look back I just continued to make my way inside the store.

I went to the back and got a sprite and some candy.

"Ask her bitch." Some girl whispered behind me.

I turned around and saw two pretty ass females. They were both thick as fuck and had a head full of weave but shit they was fine as hell.

"Excuse me, um this gone sound crazy but would you be interested in being a stripper? " The shorter one said twirling her hair.

I laughed at how blunt she was.

"Uh..." I said not sure what to say.

A stripper? Me? I guess I was taking to long to answer because she handed me a card and told me if I was interested go to that location. They walked off and I went to pay for gas and this sprite. On my way out that guy who was tryna talk to me grabbed my arm

"Aye ma you ain't hear me tryna get yo attention?"

He was cute no fine as fuck. He was brownskin he had hella tattoos and a temp fade. He had both ears pierced and I could tell he was a thug just by the way he dressed and the red bandanna around his neck. And when he smiled I noticed he had braces 😩 loooord that's sexy.

"Not interested." I said snatching away from him

I walked to my car and he followed behind me.

"Yo ass fat as fuck." He said grabbing it. I turned around and slapped him

"Bitch don't touch me!" I yelled pushing him back. I was so short compared to his tall ass. He ain't even get mad but I was still scared you never know what's going through his head.

"My bad shorty, I see you ain't like that." He smirked leaning against my car watching me pump the gas. I rolled my eyes and he laughed.

"What?" I said mugging him

"You cute as shit ma lemme get yo number." He smiled

"Nah didn't I tell you I'm not interested? " I said snatching the thing out of my car and hung it back up.

"Can you move?" He was leaning against my door and I was tryna go.

"Not until I get yo name and number ma." He said pulling out his phone.

I sat there with my arms crossed and he ain't move. Minutes done gone by and he still didn't move G! It started thundering and I just gave up

"Fine let me see your phone." I said and we switched phones. I saved my number in his phone and gave it back to him

"Brittney." He said smirking "I like that."

My phone started Ringing and looked down to see the name King pop up I'm assuming it's him

"Really? I said declining the call

"Had to make sure you wasn't on no fu shit." He said laughing and moving

He opened my door and I got in and right when I shut the door it started pouring down raining. This nigga didn't even run he walked to his car and I pulled off.