Forgive Me Father- On Hiatus

Morning After

"All of my niggas say blood ,all of my niggas say cuz. O.T, I found me a plug, I got it straight out the mud. Keep it a hundred, no bull, I fell in love with the drugs-"

It seemed like the whole club was vibing to the music, damn near everybody doing their own version of the dance O.T. Genasis did in the video.

I loved the fact that we had been here over an hour now and there had been no repeats of songs played and most importantly, no drama. Everyone seemed to treat themselves accordingly, I mean, sure there were the usual stares but no one budged to start something and that made me respect the owner of this here establishment even more.

"Cut it, cut it, cut it- ayyyy turn up in this muthafucka"

The crowd cheered as the DJ continued to hype us up, going into a mix before coming on the mic again. "Ladies let me see you-"

'Work, work, work, work, work, work-'

"Ahhhh bitch this our shit!!!"

I laughed at Nene's sudden excitement but couldn't deny that she was in fact right. Ever since we first heard the catchy tune by one of our mutual favorite artists, we'd text, call or snap the other whenever we heard the song, but now that we were finally together and could move along to the beat, it came as no surprise when she grabbed my hand and pulled me away from our section and to the dance floor of the VIP area. Not worried about anyone else, we pushed our way to the front of the crowd surrounding the mirror and immediately started moving to the rhythm of the beat.

The song gave off such a good vibe, and after seeing the girls work in the video, how could you not smile and move freely to the beat?

'-you mistaken my love I brought for you for foundation. All that I wanted from you was to give me, something that I never had...Something that you've never seen...Something that you've never been-'

I turned my back to the mirror, bending over slightly and looking back to see my ass move. I was trying my hardest not to stick my tongue out and act like the ratchet chick I knew I could be behind closed doors.

"Oh yes ladies, let us see you work in this bitch"

I looked to my left, seeing my sister dance beside me. We both smiled at one another before simultaneously looking looking back in the mirror. It was then my eyes caught with those of a tall figure approaching me. His eyes would go back and forth from peering into mines, then down to my ass as if he was asking for permission to get behind me. I smirked, nodding to let him know it's ok then took the time to examine what I could make out of him in the dark.

He was tall, that's for sure, he had to stand at least 6'5". He had a slim frame, and from what I could tell a nice face but none of that mattered right now. His hands slid around my waist, one stopping on my stomach holding me against while the other rested against my side as I moved to the beat.

I was damn near disappointed that he did nothing but stand there, I couldn't stand a guy that didn't dance back. Fuck you even wanna dance for? But most guys were like that now.

I looked to my left again, seeing my sister dancing with a guy but her partner was at least dancing back. Shaking my head, I rose my arms above my head then let them slowly ease down my side and back around to grip the sides of Mr stiff body's jeans so I could grind harder against him.

I mean, that was what he came over for, right?

"Damn girl," chills went down my spine at the sound of his voice. It was so unexpectedly deep I had to turn to look at him over my shoulder.

Damn, I thought being able to see his face a little better. I had to admit, he was extremely good looking with a set of lips I'm sure had to be as soft as cotton.