Work It Out (Dave East)

Chapter 12

Rosanna

Friday

I sighed as I walked into my house, I had just finished a 9 & a half hour shift at the bank and I was tired. Part of me didn't want to go to the club tonight but the other part wanted to go out and celebrate. I wanted to have a little fun.

Looking at the clock it read 7:19 P.M.

Marci wanted to meet up at the club at 10 so I decided I could catch a quick nap before getting ready.

I woke up about 2 hours later. I stood up from the bed and stretched, I knew I was going to be late meeting Marci.

After showering, I went to my closet to find what I wanted to wear. I decided I wanted to look extra good tonight. It's not often I go out to clubs so I wanted to look good.

I pulled out a white long sleeve dress with the side cut out and some tan heels. I put on some light make up just because I knew I wouldn't feel like taking off a bunch of makeup after leaving the club.

I used the app to request an Uber since I knew I would be drinking tonight. My Uber would be here within 15 minutes so I went ahead and texted Marci that I was on my way to the club.

Arriving at the club, I spotted Marci standing on the sidewalk. My bitch is bad!!

"Bitchhh! Look at you out here slaying! With them big ole titties all out" She looked up from her phone.

"Me? Bitch look at you! Got your side all out & that ass! Girl we turning heads tonight!"

I laughed. We linked arms and headed into the club. Bad & Bouije blared throughout the club.

We headed up to our VIP section. I took a seat on the couch. Taking in my surroundings, I noticed the couple of people in our section. They were people I had seen before but I didn't really know them.

"ALRIGHT! TIME FOR SHOTS!!" Marci yelled while making her way over to me holding shot classes.

I didn't want to get pissy drunk tonight but I did want to let loose and have fun so a few shots won't hurt.

After throwing back 6 shots of something really strong. I got up and started dancing.

Drake's Controlla started to play and Marci came over to join me. We danced together to about 3 more songs. I was started to feel the effects of the alcohol.

"What the fuck Rosanna?!" Marci stopped dancing.

I looked at her confused, "What?"

"Why the hell did you invite him?!"

I turned to the entrance of the VIP section to see Julian. His eyes were scanning the crowd of people until his eyes locked on mine. I smiled at him.

One of the many things I loved about Julian was the way he demanded attention when he comes into a room. He doesn't even have to say anything, he can just stand there and his presence alone can speak volumes.

I turned to Marci who had a frown on her face.

"What's your problem? I really don't understand the issue. We came here for my celebration and I want him to celebrate with us."