In which a young girl who has no family, no friends finds herself on the streets to survive on her own. Until she meets youngboy one of the biggest drug dealers in Baton Rouge, he gives her a job but soon starts to realise it isn't for her. He had o...
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"Everyone's looking at us" Syné complained not liking the stares they were getting it was making her uncomfortable as hell. Kentrell didn't seem to care, he was use to it half the time. "Let then look shawty, they like what they see" he shrugged simply picking up the glass of water taking a sip.
"It's because we the only black ones in here" Syné looked around noticing it, now she really did feel uncomfortable she didn't know if she was able to stick it out. "Why you focused on them white people, Focus on me girl. I want yo' attention alla it" he grabbed her chin gently turning her head to face him. She smiled nodding, he was right.
The waitress came over with a huge smile on her face no doubt finding Kentrell cute, her attention was mainly on kentrell asking him most of the questions barely acknowledging Syné. Syné frowned up her face watching kentrell and the waitress engage in conversation about their meals, she couldn't help but feel slightly jealous even though kentrell wasn't even flirting back.
"And for you?" The waitresses attitude changed being not so cheery with her, Syné didn't play that shit this white bitch could get smacked. "First of all, fuck you okay" the waitress and kentrell were taken back by Syné but kentrell sat back amused.
"Excuse me?" The waitress looked at kentrell then at Syné. "You heard me sweetie, fuck you. Don't be acting like I don't exist when you can clearly see he's with me! I'm here hoe, I don't know what type of customers you're use to dealing with but I'm not one of them" she snapped fiercely gaining more stares.
"Uh.. I'm sorry ma'm I didn't mean no harm by it.." she waitress apologised never being talked to like this in her life, she had no choice but to apologise.
"Okay cool, lucky you apologised. I'll have the chicken Alfredo" Syné simply said in a more calmer tone while kentrell smirked at her, the waitress walked off.
"You a bitch" kentrell chuckled liking her evil side, he wanted to see that side of her more often and now he knew how to bring it out. "You're a bitch for not even checking that hoe for that kind of behaviour, why bring me out and smile in another bitches face?"
"You starting on me now, huh? Ian do shit" he said calmly keeping a monotone voice, finding her attitude sort of cute. "Whatever I just want my food, I'm hungry" she confessed.
"I been thinking about yo' lil job I gave you, I know yeen been working for me too long but ion really want you working for me anymore" he told her straight up, not beating around the bush.
Her face dropped not understanding what he was trying to say.. "like permanently or for a little while? If you're still mad about that hickey situation I can apologise again, I reall—"
"Nah Ian mad about that no more I'm over that shit, ain't got nun to do with it. I just don't think this game good for you, it ain't for you" he explained.
"Why? I'm doing something wrong or what" she got defensive frowning her face up once again, crossing her arms. Kentrell chuckled at her frown "nah baby girl, don't get upset wimmie. It ain't like that"
