"Bad Girl" (New urban book)

Jamestown.

I held my cold new gun to some guys temple. "Nigga, where my damn money at" I said getting aggravated. "Listen slim, I- still don't have it. Please just have pity on me. My kids wanted these new shoes and-" I interrupted him. "Nigga, I did have mother fucking pity on your ass. I gave you two damn days. You fucked up" I screamed. Tears strolled down his cheek. "C'mmon, I have 4 kids who need me" He said. "If you know they fucking needed you why would you put yourself in this shit" I asked. He stayed quiet. I pulled the trigger and blowed his head off. Blood splattered on the parking lots floor. Call me a cold hearted bitch, but I'm about my money and if baby slim don't have her money it's off with your fucking head. I walked To my car and drove off to James town strip club which is where I worked for since I was 16. Baby slim is what they called me. only my momma called me Chantelle. Which I hated. I arrived and got out and walked to the club and my heels clicked the floor making all the boys in the parking lot stare at me. They bit their lips and whistled as I walked past. I rolled my eyes through my shades and ignore them heartless boys. Boys ain't shit. I walked in the club which was packed on this hot Wednesday night. I went backstage into the girls room filled with strippers and hoes. I took my clothes off and did my regular routine. I changed it to black short leather botty, shorts. I slipped my black leather bra filled with chains. I let my hair down from my ponytail and slipped on some black tall 6 inch heels. I did my makeup putting some black eye liner on with red lipstick. Someone taped my shoulder. It was Miranda. Miranda and I actually went to school together. She was always nice to me. She knew not to fuck with me. "Wassup, slim" She said. I nodded at her and she smiled. "You always got beautiful colors in your hair" She said staring at my hair. "Thank you" I said waiting for my boss to tell us when I go on. "Ladies are you ready" My boss said. We nodded standing in a line. We were all separated in groups. I was with a bunch of cocky basic bitches. One of them had a crush on me. Her name was candy. She stared at me and bit her lip. Her lip turned red. She was white and had brunette hair. She had fake eyelashes on with a tight blue botty, shorts with a black belly top with blue heels. She was sexy but not someone I would fuck with. She smirked at me and walked over to me. She ran her hands through my hair. "You look sexy today" She said smiling at me. "So do you" I said winking flirting back with her. I was curious about what I liked. I liked to have fun with girls and play flirt with them but I wasn't sure if I had feelings for them. She smacked my ass as we walked out on the stage to the different sections. Candy followed me. Their were a lot of horny old men staring at me. All the girls danced for their pimps. Their was this one guy who was really cute. He was the boss son. All the girls wanted attention from him. The first day the boss introduced his son to us. The girls fell in love with him. Their still in love with him till this day. He watched as I walked around the pole and swung on it. He was with his boys. That boy was different. He didn't really throw money at girls and get lap dances. He just flirted with girls. He was a low key freak. I would know cause I seen how he treated girls in bed. I started to shake my ass as his boys threw 50's and 100's at my ass. I flipped my hair and finished up my work on the stage. The girls still tried to get attention from the boss son. I walked off and candy followed me. She smacked my ass as we went back in the dressing room. I bit my lip smacking hers too. She sat me on her lap. She was serious and I just laughed. "I really like you" She said. I smiled. "I'm not gay, candy" I said looking through my makeup bag. She touched my breasts making me flinch and dropped all my make up from out my bag. "Shit" I mumbled. I bent over and picked them up. She rubbed my ass and got up and grinded, on me. I pushed her off. "I'm not gay" I shouted annoyed. "I know but your so ummm" She biting her lips. One day her lips finna, be off. She went to my ear. "I'll fuck the shit out of you" She said dirty. I walked away and she pulled me in. "I know you want me, baby" She said. I punched her in the nose and she fell back holding her bleeding nose. "Damn" She screamed. The girls came off the stage and looked at candy in shock. I rolled my eyes and slipped my clothes off changing into my black tight short dress. I slipped my heels back on. "Damn you hit her hard" One of the girl's said. "She tried to get with me" I said. She rolled her eyes and I flipped her off grabbing my shit leaving. "Fucking bitches" I screamed making them hear. I lit a blunt and smoked it while walking to my car. The boss son came up to me looking down at me. He smiled. "You did good, sexy" He said flirting. "Thank you" I said flipping my hair. "I enjoyed your dancing" He said trying to hold my hand. I laughed. "I could tell by the way you was drooling and licking your lips" I said looking at his sexy pink lips. He laughed his beautiful laugh and looked into my eyes. "you have beautiful gray eyes" I said. "And you got beautiful green eyes" I said looking into his big green/gray eyes. He was really sexy up close. He was way taller than me even when I have heels on. His Adam's apple moved every time he talked and his dimples were so deep in his face. "So you wanna hook up tonight or what" I said twirling my hair looking around. He licked his lips. His boys whistled and cheered him on. "Of course, who wouldn't want to hook up with a sexy ass mami, like you" He said with a Spanish accent. I laughed. "Your place or mine" I said biting my lip. "Mine" He whispered in my ear in a deep sexy voice. He held my hand walking to his car where his boys was. He dapped them and drove of in the west driection. "So why you choose to be a stripper" He asked. I shrugged. "Nobody else wants me so.." I said. "That's probably not true, I heard you sing before and obviously your a good dancer" He said. I smiled at him as the wind blowed through his short curly hair which was cut around the sides, front and back. We arrived at a big ass white house. "Damn" I said. He smiled. He led me inside and I almost cried. It was amazingly beautiful. "You got money" I said. He laughed. "What do you do" I asked. "I work as a dance teacher and a drug dealer" He said. I nodded. "Wow" I said. He walked into the kitchen and I followed. "You wanna drink" He asked. "Yea, thanks" I said. He took his shirt off. I licked my lips and smoked my blunt. He gave me the drink. I looked in it making sure he didn't put anything in it. You can't trust these niggas out here. Especially the sexy ones. I drank it and smiled. I took my heels off and started kissing him. He kissed back grabbing my ass unzipping my dress. I bit my lip kissing on his neck. Here we go....

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Sara's perspective....

I ran my hands through my hair and took my heels off as Jeffery rubbed massage my shoulders. "Work was really frustrating today" I said. "I could tell" He said kissing my neck. I pushed him off. "Not now" I said laying I back on the bed. "You need to take a vacation" He said. I rolled my eyes. "I cant" I said. "Why it's summer" He said annoyed laying next to me. "I know" I mumbled. He kissed my lips and I kissed back. My phone rang. I answered it was my brother sean. "Yes!" I said. "you called me" He asked. "Ask him if he can take your place in your job next week" Jeffery asked. "Can you take my place in my job next week" I asked. "That therapy shit, where you ask questions and shit" He asked. "Yea can you please" I asked. "Aiight, I mean that job pay mad money so okay" He said. "Thanks so much, I'll see you later little bro" I said. "Deuces" He said hanging up. I hanged up. "Okay next week is my week off" I told jeffery. "Good" He said. I smiled and shook my head. "You need it, your stressed" He said. I nodded. "Your right" I said. I laid on his chest thinking about sean. Sean was the smartest boy I knew. I'm not saying that because he's my brother but he was too damn intelligent. But he was too caught up in my dad's stripping business's. He used to say how girls are Nasty but now he's, excuse my French, fucking girls every week. He could be a god damn lawyer for crying out loud. He even sell drugs now. I wish I could stop him from being around those people but he just refuses. I know he's just trying to be like my dad to impress him. both of them need to get their damn heads straight and stop wasting their life, excuse my French again, fucking bitches. I shook my head sighing and started to fall sleep.

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