Love Kills

The $trip

POV: Cardi b
Location: California
Date: December 2, 2019.
Time: 11:54am

I had just finished trying on some new clothes we'd designed, it was the first time the outfits were a fail, but it was expected, at some point. The shirt looked good don't get me wrong, but somehow the team sewed it wrong.. There was supposed to be ruffles along the edges of the long sleeve but they made them too thick, it didn't look bad, it just didn't look good... if that makes sense. I was taking a break while they fixed it in the snack room.. and I got a text.

From Strip Boss: hey, one of your coworkers got sick and has to stay home, we need someone to cover her shift, you down for it?

To Strip Boss: from what times?

From Strip Boss: same as your normal time

To Strip Boss: I'll be there early then

From Strip Boss: sounds perfect thank you Belcalis

To Strip Boss: no problem

Fuck. I really didn't feel like going, I had my whole day planned.. get out of work, stop by for some to go food and binge watch Fuller House. I had seen the ad of it on my way to work this morning and didn't even know they had a "fuller house" so I thought this would be interesting. But nope, I agreed to go to work, should've just ignored the text.

"You ready?" Jasmine said

"Huh— oh— yeah sorry I was— nevermind let's go" I began to explain myself but then realized I ain't have to explain shit to her about what I was doing

The shirt came out a lot better this time. I was really happy with it.

POV: Nicki Minaj 
Location: California

"Alright well I guess I can" I told her

"Awesome, sorry again, I have to change my address mail and all that stuff Friday since it's the only day they'd give me off to do all that" she told me

"Nah don't worry about it, so the strip, today at 9 to whenever right?" I reassured myself

"Correct" she said

"Alright see you soon" I told her hanging up the phone

That was my coworker, to be more specific, the one I'd be going to the strip with, change of plans tho, she couldn't Friday so we were going today. Oh yeah, her name is Natasha by the way. Needless to say, I was excited to go out for the first time here. 

POV: Cardi B 
Location: California, The Strip

"Presenting Cardi B" the announcer called my name and I knew it was go time.

It was my turn to pole dance and I wasn't nervous, I mean I'd been working here for a good amount of hours and knew the ways around it, some little tricks and stuff. We had masks on, it was called "mystery day" certain days of the month, our boss chose days to have a little interesting dress up I guess you can say. I had short bob cut hair and a mask that was all white but in the shape of a cat. It covered all my face, which kind of made it hard to see, but I wasn't complaining. It was who I saw after my dance had finished that made my heart drop to my heels.. I prayed she didn't ask for a lap dance because then she'd see it was me.. for the lap dances we are required to take the masks off for a better experience. I walked down to do my thing, twerk on people and seduce them, trying to get them to get a lap dance before Nicki did. And just my luck...

"Hey Cardi, those two girls right there, they just withdrew the most money out of everyone here, go try and get them to get a lap dance, you wont regret it once you get that cash" my boss told me as I silently cursed myself out before walking up to them and doing my thing.

I'm surprised she didn't notice my tattoos right away. But I mean what can I say, she's a bottom, she's not paying attention to anything but the sex.

"Go get a lap dance Nic" the girl next to her said

"Nah we just walked in" Nic told her as I let out a sigh of relief while twerking all up on her

"Come on, either way we both got work tomorrow so we gotta do what we can before we gotta go" the girl said

"Alright fine" Nicki said

"Fuck" I whispered to myself

"Can i get a dance with you?" She asked me and I simply nodded trying to keep my identity a secret until we entered the back rooms.

Once we got in I took my top off, I was not topless and dancing up on her as my manager walked into the back to check up on things and signaled me that I had to take my mask off. So, I turned to her and let her do the pleasure. And let me tell you.. her face showed everything but pleasure.

"Cardi—" she said

"Enjoy the dance, don't waste it on this conversation" I said continuing to dance all up on her

"So you have sex with me, ignore me, then get hired at a strip? Is this the job you were talking about?" She asked me as I rolled my eyes, this wasn't the right place or time to be having this conversation.

"We can talk some other day, not right now" I told her

"I don't trust you, you said you'd text me, that we'd hang out, and you left me hanging... what was the point of fucking me if you were just gonna leave? Oh right, for that stupid little bet of yours with your friends" she said which game me intense anxiety

"Just so you know, I chose to sleep with you, they didn't do anything" I told her as I looked straight into her eyes, there was pain and lust, but a shit load of pain. I didn't know how to fix this.

-Truzdaie