Trap Queen: Part 2

Chapter Nineteen

It's my fourth night at the luxurious hotel tonight, and I've been enjoying the hell out of it. So much so, that I haven't even thought about going back home. For the last five days, it's only shopping, spa sessions, expensive dinners, and even new rich friends. All of it distracting me from the reality of my life. I've remained stress-free for the last five days, and it's so refreshing.

It's a little past seven pm, and my new rich friends, Karen, Madison, Lina, and Steph, all are staying at the same hotel, are currently going up the elevator to our rooms to get ready to go clubbing. A club that Karen's multi-millionaire husband owns.

"Okay, remember, we are to meet at the lobby in one hour. The limo will be leaving at eight-thirty so be sure to be there or we'll leave," Karen explained to us.

We nodded.

The elevator dings. Floor 6, my stop.

"All right girls, see you later," I tell them.

They say goodbye.

"Don't be late!" Karen calls out before the elevator could close.

"I definitely won't," I mumble lowly to myself.

These rich white girls are something else. We met at the hotel's restaurant. When they saw me eating dinner by myself they invited me to their table, and then we became friends.

I get to my room, locked the door behind me then toss my purse dress, and flop onto the bed. My stomach is so full. I won't be surprised if none of my clothes fit.

It took me fifteen minutes to convince my lazy-ass to get the hell up and get ready for the club. For some reason, I was having second thoughts about going.

I go to the closet of the hotel room to find something club appropriate. Otherwise, I'm looking for a slutty dress so I can have some fun and action, something I haven't had lately. Gosh, I can be such a hoe sometimes.

I choose my outfit and touch my make-up and hair.

In about forty minutes, I was ready to go.

The last thing I have to do is send a message to Geo. As I've been doing every day, I text my brother who, what, when, and where I'll be doing for the night along with sharing my location so he knows exactly where I'm at in case something happens.

When I get an okay from him, I start looking for my room key to head to the lobby.

"Shit, where the fuck did I leave it?" I say to myself.

I enter the bathroom to check the counters when a knock on the door sounds.

A smile of excitement forms in my face. It's probably one of the girls coming to get me. Just as I walked to get the door I spot the key-card beside the tv. I quickly snatch my purse from the bed then rush to the door.

I popped it open and-

"What are you doing here?" my voice comes out cold at Diablo.

My heart starts accelerating, but I try to remain calm. How the hell did he even find me?

"I came to talk," his deep voice rumbled filled with seriousness.

"If I wanted to talk I would have answered your phone calls and text messages, but I don't want too."

He stays quiet. He can't fool me though. I can tell his ass wanted to go off on me... but he held back.

"You need to go. I don't want to talk right now," I said then slowly begin closing the door even though it wasn't easy at all.