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She's a pretty lil thing.
She's a pretty lil thing.
Pretty lil thing, pretty lil thing ~ India love
Sa'Hara
I just finished working out. I drank my water than took my jacket. It's hitting 2pm and I got to be at home to clean up Kelvin's mess, cook a meal, bake something to calm me, iron some clothes and wash his dirty clothes along with mine, leave them in the dryer. When I come back from work, I'll iron and fold them. As I walked out the gym. I bumped into a lil friend from the club. Her name is Katy. She's sweet and so bubbly. She's one off the strippers.
"Hey!" She squealed hugging me but pulled back realizing I have sweat on me.
"Hey Katy. Wussap?" I asked her.
"Nothing. I'm just getting ready to meet the boss." She said. I have never met my boss but I've met the manager. That's how I got the job. The boss comes once and a while but he never saw me or me seeing him.
"Oh that's wussap. His here." I said. I heard he flew to Atlanta cause he got other businesses there.
"Mmhmm" she nodded. "His having a biiig party today. So I hope you ready to work fast and hard to impress him." She said.
"I also work fast and hard Katy. Anyway I have to go. I have to go do some stuff." I said to her. She nodded than we went out ways. I got home and Kelvin was up but his ass was sitting down eating his leftover takeaways. I ignored his presences than went to take a shower. After that I did my shit. All the time I was working, he just sat down like always or yelled out for something. I got down around 3:45. I quickly changed into my work clothes. Which was a white T-shirt, black pencil skirt with long fishnet stockings and sneakers. I let my hair be. Put on my make up and earrings, rings and bracelet. I took my backpack than walked out the room.
"Kelvin, I left clothes in the dryer. Can you at least iron and fold them?" I asked him. He looked at me than sipped his beer.
"No" he replied dryly.
"Kelvin y-" he throw his beer bottle at me but I ducked. I looked at the broken glass than at him.
"SHUT UP! LEAVE! YOU GONNA BE LATE FOR WORK!" He yelled at me.
"FUCK YOU!" I screamed at him. He waved me off. I walked out our apartment. Tears begging to come out. I will not allow them. I walked to the bus stop and the bus came. I went in and sat down. I cried a bit, his breaking me. Slowly. I wiped my eyes than fixed my make up. The bus stopped at the club and I ran in. I'm 20 minutes late. I went to the bartend table. My girl Cythera was helping me.
"Oh thank gosh, you here. You lucky the boss ain't ask me why I am here serving drinks when I should be shaking my ass on stage." She said. I panicked.
"His here?" I asked wiping glasses.
"Yes and the party is gonna start soon. Be ready to serve lots off people And get tips for your pretty ass" she said smacking my ass. I laughed shaking my head.
"Whateva. Go change" I told her.
*2 hours later*
It was full than a motherfucker. I was serving like crazy but I got lots off tips. Good think I am fast on my feet. This drunk motherfuckers are impatient.
"Where's my drink?!" Some drunk white guy yelled. I looked at him as I served some three ladies. They came first than him but he wants to be first. Asshole.
"Wait your turn!" I yelled at him. I turned to the ladies and mumbled asshole. The ladies giggled.
"His drunk ass doesn't know how to respect ladies." One off the girls said. I nodded agreeing.
"I'll teach his ass a lesson." I said pouring his drink. I took my backpack and dig out sleeping pills. He was looking around and assaulting some chicks that where passing by. The ladies looked at him than me and laughed. I crashed 5 sleeping pills into powder than pour them all in his drink. After that I mixed properly than hand him his drink. He looked at me.
"Bitch" he said walking away. I smirked looking at the ladies. They laughed walking off to the dance floor. A buff guy with tattoos and a LA star tattoo on his face walked up to the bar. He was cute but scary. He bite his lip looking at me. Okay?
"I saw what you did." He said.
"Oh. I had to teach his ass not to mess with ladies." I said wiping the table. I refuse to look at him.
"I ain't like that." He said. His voice was deep and it scared me a bit but I ain't no pussy. I have one, don't mean I'll be one.
"I'm sorry. You da' boss?" I asked him. He chuckled. Katy walked to the us. She smiled at him.
"Hey bossy." When she said that I almost piss my pants. I can't afford to lose this job. I need it. The Boss turned his head to Katy.
"Kat. You got ma' money?" He asked her. She sighed nodding. She pulled out a stake from her titties than hand it too him.
"No share?" She asked. He half the money and hand it to her. She smiled looking at me.
"Who she?" He asked her like I ain't there.
"This is Sa'Hara. Sa'Hara Janet Diamond Houston. She has 3 names." Katy giggled. I frowned looking at her. She must have been stuffing white stuff in her nose. "I like Sa'Hara. But Diamond it better. Anyway I have to get back to the show and make more money for you bossy." She modeled away. I laughed silently as I turned to the customer.
"Hennessey with coke." The girl said. I nodded. I walked to the glass and the Hennessey. The boss was still standing and he was looking at me the whole time. Lucky for me the coke was where he was standing. Yay! I walked to the coke. As I was about to take it. He grabbed my hand. I looked up at him.
"I came first than ha'." He said. I looked at the chick, she just got up and left. Must have been scared. I jacked my hand back than looked at him.
"Don't grab ma' hand like that." I placed the Hennessey away than gave him my attention. He had a silly smirk on his face. I hate guys that smirk at me. "Wussap Boss. You want anything?" I asked him. I am gonna lose my job. Just because off my big mouth.
"First respect me as ya' boss or I'm gonna throw ya' ass out off hea. Secondly, if you didn't read the contract off working here. I want ever chick in heels." He pointed at my shoes. "Third I don't like ya' attitude. Fix and quick bitch" I raised my eyebrow at the word 'bitch'. "Al'ight?" I wasn't gonna lie and say that wasn't hot but it wasn't.
"Alright." I said. He walked off. I rolled my eyes. Ass!
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Sa'Hara
Non-FictionLoving him was a mistake. From the start we never got along but we still wanted to be more than just friends. Maybe I wanted to be more than friends. But he was treating me wrongly, putting me second. Now, I just wanna leave him but I still love him.
