Loving A Gangsta

Chapter 21 (Wednesday)

Jessie's POV

Gustavo runs his mafia in an old, abandoned warehouse that he ran across a few years ago. It's about thirty out of our city downtown and the streets going towards it can be considered as skid row, so nobody comes this way. I get my care and head inside. A lot of dudes are sitting around tables inspecting guns and smoking and drinking while there's some females cooking drugs off in another section. There are even some dudes getting lap dances by strippers, but when everybody notices me enter, they stop what they doing to hoot and holler my name as I walk through. People I've never even seen before are standing up to give me daps and pat me on the back like I did something amazing today.

"Come te sientes/How you feeling?" Scraps asks, walking up to me with Rider.

I shrug. "I'm good, man."

"Sit down, foo. We got a surprise for you. This is for getting in," Rider says, laughing as they escort me to a chair in the middle of the room. They sit me down and wrap a blindfold around my heads to where I can see nothing but darkness. Next thing I know, music is playing and feminine hands are caressing my chest. I can feel myself getting excited already. I've never gotten a dance form a stripper before.

"Hola, papi/Hi, daddy," she whispers in my ear seductively as she starts grinding right on my groin. My hands find their way running up and down her body, and she don't seem too thick, but she sure knows exactly how to use what she has. Almost as soon as the dance starts, it's ending and she's taking off my blindfold.  Everybody's erupting into laughter as I focus on her face, and I quickly realize that the joke is on me.

This girl isn't a stripper at all, in fact, I know exactly who she is. I've been knowing her since were kids, but this is the first time I'm seeing her in a long while. "I've missed you, Marisol," I say, pulling her into a hug. "When you learn to dance like that?"

"Estuve practicando solo para usted. Yo tambien te extrane/I was practicing just for you. I missed you too," she says.

I know I'm not hiding the fact that I'm checking her out to good. It's just that I ain't seen her in forever. She's Rider's sister, and I met her a couple years back when I first met him and Scraps. We all started hanging together, and her and Arianna became best friends. She always had a thing for me, but I was so caught up in Ren even then that I didn't pay attention to her too much. Then Rider sent her back to live with their parents because of some little personal issues that was going on at their Uncle's house. Now she's back and now that I'm seeing her again, she has my full attention. "You've changed, girl."

"Supongo que si. Cuando Rider me envio, he cambiado un monton de cosas acerca de mi mismo como se puede ver/I guess so. When Rider sent me away, I changed a lot of stuff about myself as you can see," she jokes, twirling around in a circle.

"I'm glad you back. I know Anna's missed you too."

She gasps. "I can't wait to see her."

I give her one more hug, pulling her in real close. "We need to hang out too. A lot of catching up to do."

"I'd like that," she says, smiling.

"Alright, cool it. I only agreed to a small lap dance, not all this hugging and flirting and shit," Rider says, laughing. "Gustavo wants you, foo."

I nod and peck Marisol on the cheek before heading to Gus's office to see what he wants. I don't now why I kissed her, but it seemed like I had to. I'm feeling this weird attraction towards her now. When I get to the door, I just walk inside, anxious for this conversation. He's leaned back into his chair and smoking a cigar. "Sentarse/Sit down."

"Alright," I say, sitting in the chair in front of his desk. He offers me the cigar, and I hesitate for second, but I take it. I take a long drag from it for the first time in my life, and I instantly start coughing as it's strong flavor and smoke fill my lungs.