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H.E.R C H A P T E R 12
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•Jordan•
"Come on." I opened my door with Trenton following behind me. We were finally at my club. I checked my apple watch that read 11:23. We would've been here earlier but I stopped and got some food for me and Christiana, I know she had to be hungry.
"How come you ain't buy me no food?" Trenton jogged up next to me.
"Cause I know you got ya own money, but you just want to use mine. I'm not stupid."
"But it don't matter. You could've brought me some food."
"I ain't ya parents nigga. I ain't gone baby ya ass, ya girl can baby you. But not me."
He sucked his teeth hard as fuck. "My girl don't baby me."
"Yeah whatever." I flagged him as we continued to make our way to my club. As we made our way to around the block we see the line was long as fuck.
"Damn. I don't know why people acting like ya club popping when it's really not." Trenton shook his head.
"Then why ya bitch ass come?"
"Cause I want to."
"Yeah whatever. My club is one of the hottest clubs in Philly and I just opened it up. Check the internet." I confidently spoke. My club was all over the internet. I was blowing up already.
"Wassup man." I dapped my bodyguard up. He made sure certain people came in.
"Wassup. Oh this ya baby bro?" He pointed to Trenton who was on his phone. "Y'all look just alike."
I chuckled. "Yeah. Everybody be saying that."
"They right. Y'all look like twins. But see you later on boss man." He patted my back as I walked in the club.
As I walked into the club Yo Gotti- Long Way was playing, and everybody was turnt.
It was Friday night so it was packed as hell. But mostly females. Because Friday, ladies free until 12, and best believe all the females had they asses here before 12.
"Damn. Bitches in the house tonight." Trenton looked around at all the ladies dancing.
I scrunched up my face and looked at him. "What mommy say?"
"Oh shit. I forgot." He sat with a dumb look on his face.
"Yeah. Have respect, stupid ass. I bet you don't call Sapphire a bitch."
"Whatever nigga." He flagged me off.
"I thought so." We both made our way to the bar.
"Imma catch you later J."
I spun around. "Where you going?"
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