For The Dollars Or The Love

The First One

Lately Draylon's been on edge a lot. Why, I don't know. He's always under me, he even comes to the club more now. Hopefully he doesn't come tonight, because Chris already gave me the heads up that he's coming. Now Chris, that's a different story he's becoming like a second bestfriend. That boy is a fool, but I love the connection he had with Symphy. She bounces off the walls asking me when he's coming back over, I've never seen her get that close to someone. Now she might be team Chris all day, but she can't stand Draylon, and I keep trying to figure out why. Welp, time for me go on stage, tonight's a little different than most. Instead of working the pole I'll be on stage with three other girls, and we'll be giving four lucky guys a lap dance. I step on the stage in front of a blindfolded man, straddling his lap I take off his mask. I'm face to face with Chris, he smiled which made me smile too. The music played, and we all began dancing on our guys, I worked Chris best believe that. Thirty minutes later we concluded our dance. When I turned to face everybody else with the other girls, I regretted it. Right in the middle of the floor was a very pissed off Draylon staring dead at me. The night went on, and I did my stage set, the whole time Draylon's eyes stayed glued to my body, and not in a good way. Just as I was about to rush off the stage Chris gently grabbed my wrist pulling me to him.

"Can't be dancing on me like that in public, might start something."  I couldn't even stop the smirk on my face, he let me go causing me to run off the stage again. I was done for the night, I quickly changed, and ran out to my car. Draylon was leaning against my car, he most definitely did not look happy. I walked to my car as normally as I could, he snatched me and slung me against my car.

"What the fuck?! You dancing all on that nigga, grinning and shit when he whispers in your ear! Are you fuckin' dumb?" I keep my head down not meeting his gaze. He grabs my face forcing me to look at him.

"Answer me!!!" He yells in my face.

"No, I'm not dumb." I say.

"You must be to be all up on him when you know I don't like his ass!"

"Babe, it was just a..." I was cut of by his open hand colliding with my cheek. The force of the slap making my head jolt to the right.

"All this, and then I find out from the dancers that he's a regular who you always give private dances to him. Take your ass home, and stop acting like a hoe!" I was still in shock at the fact that he hit me. I finally looked up with tear filled eyes as I got in the car, and sped home. I dashed upstairs to my apartment, when I was in I went straight to the bathroom to check my face. My cheek was bright red along with swollen, I grabbed an icepack and placed it on my cheek. I can't believe he hit me, and it was all because I was doing my job. I used my hair to hide my cheek before I went downstairs to get Symphony, Ms. Dorothy would have a fit out of this world if she saw my face. I knocked on the door, and she answered. We had idle chit chat until Symphony came out with all her things. Tonight she decided she wanted to sleep with me, so here we are snuggled together under the covers.

"Mommy what happened to your face?" When she asked me that, I did something I never thought I'd have to do.

"Nothing, Mommy just fell at work." I lied to my child about someone putting their hands on me. I feel horrible telling her this lie. It's no big deal though he was just a little angry right? It's the last time he'll do that, yeah he won't do it again he cares about me too much. It was only one time.