"Playtime is over (over) I got no time to play no games with you , hard to move on so don't push me away to get to my heart. Don't play no games , playtime is over, over (over) I got no time to play no games with you (games with you)" - the DJ played as I was dancing. This was my favorite song , and everybody knew that by now. I was dancing on the pole and doing splits. As the song was ending I got up and collected my money and walked off stage towards the dressing room. I sat at my booth and looked at myself. "You gotta make it someway huh" I said to myself while sighing deeply. Im tired of doing this and something just got to give. The men that come up in here are just disgusting. I hate the fact that I have to do this to support myself, pay my college tuition, and take care of my sister all at the same time.
The door opened and in walked the devil. "Princess , hurry up and get changed , you have to be a waitress again" Charles yelled. Charles was the manager of this whole building. One thing about Charles is that he is sneaky and spoiled. Whatever he wants , he gets it and if he doesn't get his way, he gets mad and throws a whole bitch fit. I took one last look in the mirror and changed into another outfit I seen on the rack that wasn't showing everything. I put my black red bottom pumps on to match the outfit and walked out to the bar. Cant Judge Her by Rich Homie Quan was playing and I was just walking around carrying the tray and vibin to the music. "She gotta bankroll in her purse bigger then yours. And her car note paid for, house paid up, she ain't graduated from college yet so stripping at Magic made her and if I need it she go get that for me. I can't judge you, girl get that money." I sung along.
Some hours went by and it was about time for me to clock out. I had to get home and tend to my little sister. It was three o'clock in the morning and I knew she was still up and on the phone with one of her friends. I love my sister to death , and i would do anything for her. Thinking about her made me smile to myself as I was walking to the back to change into what I wore here and collect all of my stuff. "What the fuck are you doing in my locker yo" I questioned Amanda. She was trying to open my locker and she turned around looking like she was dumb as fuck. This bitch must have lost her fucking marbles for real. "I was just-" "Nah hoe shut the fuck up. I'm gone let you slide with a warning. Go in my shit or attempt to again and I will fuck yo shit up , real talk and I'm only being nice" I let her know while remaining calm. Im trying to work on my anger issues but this bitch fucking with me. I grabbed my stuff out of my locker and left out. I hopped in my Audi A3/A4 and drove home to my sister.
(R'mani)
YOU ARE READING
Beyond
Novela JuvenilThis book is about a young female who goes through alot to get to where she is going. She finds someone who helps her get through alot of things, but then comes tragedy. How will she get through it by herself ?
