Truth be Told

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Ashanti POV
me and mike were home laying down in bed when I got a call from moe.

Shit..
I thought to myself. "Hold on baby I'll be right back." I told mike as I got up from his grasp. I went on to the balcony and answered my phone. I'll be happy when I get this cast off cause it's weighing me down.

I instantly heard loud music in the background.

"Yes moe?" I sighed in to the phone. "Don't yes moe me. Where TF you been? cause you haven't been at this damn club shaking that ass." He yelled in to the phone. I rolled my eyes and placed the phone back to my ear.

"I'm sorry moe I've been busy." He chuckled. "I believe you but we need you here tonight. The club is packed and Candace routine is getting old." I laughed to myself. "I can't make it tonight, im on crutches." He smacked his teeth and sighed. "You can't work at the bar? I'll come get you if I have too." I thought about it..I really do need the money. "Fine be here in 30 minutes"

"Thank god..alright text me the address" he squealed. I hung up the phone and walked back inside hanging on to the wall texting Moe the address. "Baby me and the boys going out tonight...is that alright with you?" Mike asked.

Perfect

"Where yall going?" I asked sitting on the bed. He shrugged. "I'm not sure yet but you'll be fine here by yourself?" He asked. I nodded. "I'll be good." He pecked my lips and slipped on his blue and orange fly society hoodie with the floral sleeves and his cocaines. "Call me if you need anything." He kissed me and left.

After I heard the alarm go off I quickly went in to the closet and slipped on my baggy camo jeans to go over my cast. A white crop top, and my camo bucket hat. I put my one concord low 11 on since half of my leg was in a cast. I decided to leave my hair curly. I hopped to the bathroom and slipped on my gold rope necklace.

After I finished getting dress Moe texted me saying he was outside. I grabbed at least $50 out my purse slipping it in my bra. I sat on the stairs and slid down. By the time I got down there my ass was hurting. I limped to the door and there stood moe.

"You don't look hurt to me."he scoffed. I lifted up my jeans revealing my cast and he bursted out laughing. "Stfu and help me to the car." I said.
He chuckled and picked me up bridal style carrying me to his car. "Who house is this anyways?" Moe asked pulling out the driveway. "My baby house. Don't start asking so many damn questions moe." He smacked his teeth and made his way to the club.

It's been forever since I came to Pink Ladies.

"Damn.." I mumbled. The line was around the building tonight. "See why we need you? I wish you could perform but your ass crippled." He shrugged, I laughed shaking my head as he parked and came to my side picking me up bridal style carrying me in to the club.

Mike POV

"Look at all this ass!!" Cam yelled snacking this stripper ass. We were at pink ladies since they said it was going to be deep tonight. I wasn't planning on coming to a strip club but they insisted.

"Man one of these strippers gone slap your ass back. You leaving marks on they ass in shit." Andre said making me laugh. Cam smacked his teeth. "Shit they walking around me butt ass naked what do you expect?" I shrugged. "He's right." I added.

They both mugged me. "Nigga I know your in love ass ain't agreeing to shit he saying." Andre said nudging my head. I flicked him off. "Don't worry about me and my love life, I got me a bad one. Badder then all these hoes in here." I said. They laughed but I was dead ass serious.

As I was about to speak the lights got cut off and on came the stripper of the night. She was only wrapped in a black sheet. She looked as if she had on a cast. Why the hell you stripping? When you hurt? She must needed the money bad. Sex you by bando jonez blasted through the speakers as she model walked to the pole or can I say limped. Andre and Cam ran towards the stage to watch ol girl and waist they money but I didn't wanna have no part.

Why waste my money on strippers, when I got a family at home. I rather blow my money on them then some random stripped. Don't get me wrong I respect the grind.
I followed behind them and watched the girl dance as she crawled on her knees and started twerking as the beat dropped. I realized who it was and anger instantly took over me.

"Ashanti?!?!?"

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