Zinnia's Story

Chapter 5

Zinnia P.O.V

  It's been a year since we laid my best friend to rest. They say with time the pain gets better. It does physically but emotionally it's still a deep wound. The pain still fresh my heart still broken from her not being here i'm missing her more and more day after day.

Lucial is still clean and she's trying to repair our relationship at least when she has time. Most of the time she stuck under Jerome but I don't mind long as she's not in my ass I can care less.

   "Storm , Storm , Storm" that's the crowd at Gentleman's playhouse chanting for me to come back on stage. Yes I still work at a strip club just not the one I was working at when Kat passed they got raided and shut down, that club had alot going on.

I mean why not it's easy money, I know a few of y'all like how you only seventeen working at a strip club shit when you have a ID that says twenty-one and a body to match anything is possible.

I go by storm as you could hear, gray and blue hair, gray contacts, a bitch look crazy exotic outside the club you can't even recognize me. These niggas love me and these po stripper hoe's envy me cause they ain't me..

I popped an X and gulped down some Henny be and headed back on stage to give the people what they wanted.

DJ Nash started to play freak hoe and I started to throw this ass. The money was pouring in and I was loving every bit of it. I got on my head and started making my ass clap and that sent them into over drive they really starting throwing money.

The song was over and I started to collect my money with the help of the bouncers then headed back stage to change out of my stage clothes. The bouncer Cj bought me the rest of my money in a garage bag back stage. I put my half full garbage bag in my locker and headed out to do some floor dances before my shift was over.

"Damn ma can I get a dance" Some dude who reeked of liquor asked. I forced a smiled and started to grind to the beat on him. He started to stuff money in my bra and lace panties. After the dance was over I headed to the bar.

"Hey love" Queen greeted me
  "Hey bitch" I spoke back leaning on the bar as he poured me my regular.

Queen was the bartender but he didn't fuck off not one bit. He didn't take no shit from nobody and he be ready to pop off on a bitch. That's why I fuck with Queen he was one of the few in this place I actually vibe with.

" All that ass you got behind you can I get a dance" Queen said passing me my regular I smile and through my Henny back.

   "Baby whenever you ready" I giggled blowing him a kiss

"Alright naa" he said holding his heart cause me to giggle.

" Let me get back on this floor there is money to be made" I said taking my last shot and walking away

"Storm you got a request in room 14" the bouncer Buck told me I nodded .

I headed to room 14, I knocked before I entered. When I entered there was this fine ass high yella nigga sitting in the couch smirking at me. He stood up walked towards me causing me to move backwards only to be backed into the wall. My heart was beating out my chest at this point I was scared and nervous all in one.

He's pressed against me licking his lips, he looked at me as if I was the last meal he would ever receive. He towered me staring in my eyes licking his lips again as my chest hived up and down against his stomach. I cleared my throat to let it be known I was uncomfortable. He smiled and backed up leaving his scent trailing.  The smell of his cologne caused my pussy to quiver and my mouth to water.

I took in his appearance and by the look of it he had money, the way he dressed the big chains round his neck, the bracelets on his arms indicate that he's a dope boy you can even tell by this cocky demeanor he has. He's flashy, he's cocky, he's definitely handsome, and he definitely ain't from round here.