A day later
Cookie"I don't understand why you pulling up on me for" Millions said rubbing his beard giving me a weird look. I decided to come to the club extra early in hopes he would be here and God answered my prayers.
"Your ignoring text messages and calls so I had to contact you someway."
"You being clingy. I thought it was the man who chased" he said smirking. I scoffed.
"Baby boy I wouldn't give you the time or day."
"That's not the tune you was singing when my lips were all up on yo neck a few days ago...but what you need ma I'm a busy person" I rolled my eyes.
"I got niggas who I assume is connected with you coming up in my crib talking about who I work for and shit. They pulling out guns and knives while my daughter under the same roof.-" his face scrunched up.
"Niggas who connected with me? Trust me no nigga near me would try that shit with you but go on" he said. I looked into his eyes and seen he was getting angrier by the minute.
"I wasn't going to come to you with this but they asked me about this Dimitri dude who I supposedly was the last one to see him. I guess he's missing and someone said I was with him. Then you came up. He asked shit like did I know or talked to you since I worked for you I was like I only saw you once and we didn't talk I just work at the club. Then the nigga does the weirdest thing he fucking pulls a knife on me and presses it near my shoulder talking about tell Meek war has just begun"
"Who the fuck is he Onika?" I heard the base on his voice. I was hesitant to tell him.
"Damien. Do you know him because he knows you."
"Nah the question is how do you know him?" He said. I raised my eyebrow.
"We met at the club"
"Y'all met at the club? How y'all meet you just went up to him and said hi my name Onika or some shit?" He said laughing sarcastically. He was asking too much for my liking.
"One of my friends introduced me to him. But that's not why I came here. I want a better understanding of what happened that night and why is guys pulling guns on me in my living space"
"Don't worry about all that just get Naelean and your stuff pack. Imma pick yall up around seven" I look at him in a 'Nigga are you dumb'
"What you mean pack? I'm not going anywhere-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP ONIKA! You just said for yourself niggas coming up in your build threatening you and shit. They know where the fuck your child lay her head at. You willing to risk you and yo kid life just to be hardhead" I stayed quiet.
"Exactly. Now let's go" he said getting up from his desk and grabbing his keys. I walked with him to his car. Usually he would open the door for me but he just went straight to his door. I opened my door and got in. We stayed in the car quietly. He laid his head on the wheel.
"Where am I staying" I asked breaking the silence.
"With me" I scrunched up my face.
"What about Nicole will she approve?"
"Don't worry about her she's out the picture" I didn't say anything. He sighed and eventually lifted up his head and started the car. I took a good look at him. It was then I realized the bags under his eyes and the tired expression that sat in his face.
"I'm sorry for always being...difficult" I said he looked at then back at the road.
"My bad for yelling at you"
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Dance for me
FanfictionShe's a 23 year old woman with a 4 year old daughter and struggling to keep up with bills. So she takes up a stripping job. She doesn't trust men because of her appalling past. Love doesn't stay long in her heart. Everyone who she thought loved her...