Pilot Jones

Chapter 8: Lost Part One

Chanel

It's been a week since the house burnt down. Kandi has been nice with letting me stay at her house. But James is getting tired of me. Jason loves me though. Last night, James threw all my belongings into the front yard. Don't worry I only had a trash bag full. So for the night, I slept in my car. Then when it was time to go to the club I just drove there. 

The club hasn't been doing too well lately. No one really comes because of this new club that opened. But I still make enough to feed myself and for gas. No issues there. I just have no place to live. I drove around town thinking. I could get a room at a hotel. But those prices have been ridiculous lately. I could stay at a motel. But you could catch a disease at one of those places. So the only option for me right now is my car. 

I stopped at a gas station to get some snacks to eat. I was pretty hungry at this point. I drove to a park and sat in my car eating my snacks. I would smoke here but I can't. I went through my phone contacts. I called my no good cousin. He wouldn't let me stay at his house. He had all kinds of prostitutes running through there. I wouldn't really want to stay there anyway. I called Kandi again to see if James would change his mind. But he really put his foot down on this one. I didn't want to do this. But I can't sleep in my car forever. I called Chris.

Frank- (answering his phone) Hello?

CJ- Hey Chris. It's me CJ.

Frank- (laughs) I know who you are. What's up?

CJ- Are you busy?

Frank- I am in the studio recording but we took a ten-minute break. You called at a good time.

CJ- Well I wanted to ask you a question. Can I?

Frank- Besides that one, sure.

CJ- (chuckles) Whatever. But um.. is it okay if I stayed with you?

Frank- What happened to your place?

CJ- It burnt down (sighs)

Frank- Oh, I'm so sorry. But of course. I have to get back. But you can go ahead and head over there. I have an emergency key under my doormat.

CJ- Thank you so much!

Frank- (laughs) No problem. See you when I get home. I'll text you the address.

We hung up and I felt so relieved. No more gas station bathroom showers! I got a text from him soon after. I used GPS to get there. He lived in the great part of town. The expensive part. I always knew he had money, but not like this. 

If the guys start coming back to the club then I'll be living like this in no time. I walked into the building. Everyone that was walking around in the lobby looked extra rich. Lucky bastards. I looked hella out of place with my urban clothes and a trash bag with my belongings. I got on the elevator and got to his floor. I walked to his condo and looked under the "Welcome" doormat. There was a key just as he said. I walked in. 

It was beautiful. Shit you see in movies. I saw his bed and jumped in it. It felt great. He was definitely balling! I was kinda jealous too. I went through his refrigerator. And took out some fruit and began to eat it. I turned on the TV and watched a movie on Netflix. I got my stash out of my bag and started cutting it up on my metal box. I snorted a few lines then went and opened a window and started rolling up a blunt. I'm about to be high as hell pretending to live the good life.

Frank

I finally left the studio after being in there all day. I sort of forgotten what outside looks like. I started Neff up and headed home to see Chanel. I'm gonna be seeing her more often now. Maybe she will take my feelings for her more seriously. I pulled up and parked Neff in my parking spot. Went into the building, up to the elevator, and into my condo. It was dark besides the TV being on. I put my keys on my side table and looked around for Chanel. She wasn't in my bedroom. Or kitchen. I walked into the living room to see there on the couch chilling butt ass naked. My heart dropped onto the floor. 

Frank- Chanel? What are you doing?