Rose Gold Hearts

Chapter 25: Icebox

10:16pm
Sapphire
I made sure Cinnamon's blindfold was on right before leading her into the Lyft. I knew we were going to be fucked up tonight so no driving.

"This thing better not mess up my eye makeup.." she mumbled. Always have an attitude I swear. I just started scrolling on my phone waiting to get to our destination.

Sliding my flask out my purse I unscrewed it and took a big gulp from it. I was beyond ready to get turnt and it's not even my birthday.

Scrolling through Twitter I see some funny memes *retweet* some gross videos * if i have to see it you do too retweet* some politic drama *eye roll retweet*. I stumble on Luna's recent tweet. It was a video of her in the front seat trying to put the camera on some guy but he was smacking the camera and talking low.

The only thing I could see was his nice ass watch. I have a thing for watches and it was a custom made rose gold Rolex. It was a fly time piece. I can't remember where I seen it from but it looked really familiar. Before I knew it we arrived at the club.

I paid the driver and helped Sweetness out the car all the way to our private section. When I took her blindfold off everybody yelled surprise so loud. Her mouth hit the floor.

Cinnamon
"SURPRISEEEEEE!!!!" I gasped hard. My sisters and friends from back home surrounded me. There was Canessa, Chloe, Kimberly (my big sisters), Suzie, Sunflower, and Azul(die hard friends from the South. There could be nothing better than celebrating with my girls.

I turned to Sapphire and hugged her tight almost knocking her down.

"Thank you so much for this. This means the world to me. You are amazing just amazing" I squealed letting her go.

Chloe stood up holding a bottle in the air.

"Happy Birthday to MY baby sister I'm ready to turn uppp!!!" Chloe and Canessa looked at each other before blurting out, "ITS TWERK TIMEEEEEEE" as Back That Ass Up blared through this big ass club.

Sapphire failed to mention this was a high class strip club. Turnt is a complete understatement it was about to be lit tits in here.

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Hella shots and 3 drinks later my heels were off and I was dancing like my life depended on it with Suzie. She was a pretty preppy girl and she danced like it too. I was so turnt I didn't realize there was more people in my section until I stopped to get another drink.

It was a couple dancers making their money and a few guys. I sat down to enjoy my drink and catch my breath when a guy slid next to me. Whoever he was he was completely overdressed to be in the club.

He had on a well tailored navy blue suit. He was a dreadhead looked to be in his late twenties. The thing that stuck out to me were his eyes. They were an icy blue that clashed with his really dark complexion. I furrowed my eyes in confusion.

"You must be the birthday girl?" He said in a strong British accent. I was taken aback and my face gave it away. I had to be buggin right now.

"No I can assure it's not the alcohol..this is actually happening right now" he stated causing me to get red.

"Uh.." I drunk more of my drink. "Yeah I'm the birthday girl..do I know you??" I was beyond confused.

"You should I mean this is my club and that is my alcohol you're guzzling down" he lightly laughed.

"Wayment..stop the movie..you're the owner! Oh shit! I didn't even know I'm not really a clubber but since it's my birthday you know I'm clubbing it up just with my girls just you know a lil drinking a lil dancing a lil this a lil that a lil you knowww.." I rambled 

"You must be nervous I've never heard so much from such a small woman.." he stared at me intensely then extended his hand. "I'm Carter and I am the proud owner of this establishment.."

I shook his hand, " Im Cinnamon and I am the proud birthday girl.." I bursted out laughing taking a sip from my drink.

"I just check in front time to time. Make sure everything's running smoothly. "

"Everything's peachy over here..well my break is over nice meeting you!" I found a dancer and let her lead me up on the tiny stage and proceeded to cut up while Trina's Look Back At It played. I owned that pole as my girls pulled out their phones hyping my head up.

Last thing I remember was that icy cold stare before everybody started dancing around me again. I had goosebumps.

Desmond
I played some Snapchat stories while Luna was giving me top. It was decent but it wasn't all that.

I clicked on some random dude I had added and seen a girl dancing on a pole. The caption read "Every girl is a stripper after a couple shots". The next few snaps of his was the same thick ass girl on the pole. I wondered what her stage name was until I got a glimpse of her face.

It was Cinnamon and she looked so damn good. I immediately scrolled down to her username and tapped through her story until I see her current snaps in the club. Her eyes looked lustful and her jumper fitted her in all the right places.

Tapping through her story a video played of her twerking. She was so in the zone she didn't even noticed Kimberly recording her. I would do some stalker shit and show up there. I didn't wanna deal with big mouth though.

I don't know what her beef is with Cinnamon but it's definitely some random hostility. I guess it's because Cinnamon didn't fuck with her after the party or something. Who knows. I continued to watch some more snaps until she stopped.

"Felt good huh daddy?" She smirked coming up to kiss me but I moved my head to the side.

"Yeah it was alright..when you going home it's late you know that right? Ain't your lil boyfriend gone be mad atcha?" I stated while fixing my pants.

"I mean I guess...you won't tell him right?!" She began to gather her belongings.

"I don't even know him to tell. Nigga's wack anyway if you over here wanting to give me top. Obviously something's wrong.." I rambled walking her to the door.

"Just hit me up whenever you wanna..talk. Now that you free from that lil girl you can fuck with a real woman-" before she could finished I slammed the door in her stupid ass face.

You fucking over ya nigga for me what makes you think I'd cuff you?? Crazy females I swear.

I popped one of my sleeping pills and walked upstairs to the bathroom. Starting up the shower I looked into the mirror and examined myself. All these scars and what not.

I had to think of something really good to get back at this Rashaad dude. I want him to suffer. My head was all fucked up now because of him. I wish I gave this shit up while I had the chance.

I stripped then stepped into the shower. Eventually I sat down and let the hot water soothe me. It felt so relaxing..til I just dozed off..