Below The Belt

IX|Altered Reality

||Chapter Nine||

Dedicated to the inspirational  DevandDani

FIFTY DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING...

"You a bad girl, and your friends bad too/We got the swag sauce, she dripping swagu."-Beyonce ft. Kanye West, "Party" 

Teyana flipped her hair over her shoulder as she threw on the sexy walk that always snapped folk's necks. As she strutted over to the table where her cast mates were everyone had a liquor induced smile on their face with glazed eyes. She greeted everyone first starting with Shante's whose plastic grin wavered a little. Dame was behind her, his arms proudly around her waist.

She wouldn't and couldn't make an ass of herself tonight.

"You guys must've gotten started without us," Teyana chuckled as she held up her drink. Everyone laughed, but Shante. Clearly, she was still bothered. Teyana couldn't let that get to her, after all, she hadn't thrown any shots. However, a stitch or two could make even the baddest bitch bitter, she thought.

"Have a seat," Stallion said. He happened to be one of the hottest producers out right now. He had worked with Future, Desiigner, and Young Thug. His money was very long, and he had one of the baddest bitches on his arm, Candi. Candi was an ex-stripper turned video vixen. They had met during his cameo in Young Killa's "Drop That" almost a year ago.

Candi motioned for Teyana to sit next to her. Candi was a nice honey color with a hourglass shape and a long pin straight burgundy colored weave. Teyana sat down with Dame at her side. If Teyana was into girls Candi would be on her hit list.

"Girl, you are so beautiful, where'd you get that dress?" Candi asked.

"My personal shopper went and got this girl, thank you, it's so nice for women to get along for once," Teyana smiled. She knew Shante was heated, she could feel the vibe and the glare that was threatening to melt her face off. Dame caressed Teyana's leg and put his arm around her waist.

"You are telling me, these other bitches can be a drag, girl," Candi flipped her weave over her shoulder and sipped her Cristal. Everyone grew silent and waited for a reaction. Teyana simply smiled and said, "I'll drink to that."

"Bitch, I'd bet you'd drink to that, and Apple stank ass forever baby mama rotten puss would too," Shante chuckled.

Before Candi could buck, Teyana caressed her leg, "Baby we don't fraternize with the police, and don't make a scene."

Dame wanted to be mad, but his fiancée had him rolling. Shante glared, but she didn't dare move a muscle. Jail was not in her future, and she wouldn't mind pressing charges this time either. Teyana didn't want to get to upset so she led Candi to the dance floor for some much-needed fun.

"Girl, good save 'cause I was going to jail tonight," Candi said. Teyana nodded and smiled. Nothing was worth more than your freedom. Not a bitch named Shante and not a bitch like her neither. Candi grabbed Teyana's hand, having found the perfect place on the dance floor. She got in front of Teyana and started twerking on her putting on a show. Teyana caught on and started gripping her by the waist. They were just two drunk bitches having fun after all, why not make a show of it?

Teyana threw her head back as she turned Candi around to switch potions. The crowd around stood in awe at the two ladies. One a video vixen and the other a reality star, were obviously having the time of their lives. Both the envy of the women and the heartthrobs of men, they paid it no mind.

"Girl, they loving us," Candi whispered in Teyana's ear, playing Teyana's waist close. As the next song changed, they continued moving to their own beat. It wasn't long before Teyana felt a pair of strong hands that she knew weren't Candi's on her body.