Gangstress

October 1998 (1)

***Angel's POV***

It was now a week later and the boys were all leaving tomorrow. We had spent essentially the entire week in the studio recording, except when Marshall had to go and do some promotion. They all recorded a ton of skits, verses, and choruses and now it was just about mixing and mastering all of their shit. I still had a ton of verses that I needed to record as well, but I really just wanted them to use this week to mainly record their shit. 

We ended up partying every single night since we would spend all day drinking and smoking, and then we just wanted to continue it. Me and Marshall fucked every day that they were here, and truthfully, it was some of the best sex I had had in awhile. None of the other dudes I regularly fucked were even half as good as him, so I was feeling disappointed that he was going to be leaving soon.

I had also really enjoyed spending time with him in general. He was so funny, and he was actually really sweet, which made me feel bad for treating him how I did last time he was in New York. If I was ever gonna be with someone, I would want it to be someone like him. 

Since it was their last night here, we were all going out to celebrate their amazing contribution to my album. I was so fucking grateful for everything they had done for it, they really made it ten times better than I could have ever imagined. 

Diddy had gotten us VIP at the same club that we had went to the first time I met them. We were all sitting on the couches talking, laughing, and drinking when Marshall pulled out a little baggie with some pills in it. He showed me the baggie and raised his eyebrows as if he was asking me if I was interested. 

"Boy, I didn't know you did X." I laughed and grabbed the baggie from him. 

"You think Slim Shady was born outta sobriety?" He laughed drunkly. 

I took one of the pills out of the baggie and swallowed it. I handed him back the baggie and he did the same thing. We continued drinking and smoking until me and Zoe decided to go and dance. 

I grabbed her hand and we made our way onto the dance floor. They were playing DMX's new joint Ruff Ryders Anthem. We both loved that song so we were going hard. We were grinding on each other and screaming the lyrics at one another. The song ended and Back That Azz Up by Juvenile started playing. The X started hitting me at this point so I was getting more into the dancing. 

About half way through the song I felt two arms snake around my waist. I looked down and saw they were white with a tribal wrist tattoo so I knew it could only be one person. I saw Denaun walk around us and grab Zoe to start dancing with her. I kept grinding my ass into Marshall and he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You feelin' it baby?" 

I leaned back against his chest and lifted my chin up so I could whisper back in his ear. "Yeah." 

"You wanna get outta here?" I nodded and he grabbed my hand to start guiding me out of the club. I tried to look around and find Zoe but she must have left with Denaun. We walked outside the club and there was no available taxis outside so we were gonna just have to stand and wait for the next one to come. 

He pulled me in front of him and his arms went around my waist again. He placed his chin on my shoulder and started talking. "Yo, can I tell you somethin'?" 

I smirked. "What's that?" 

"I like you." He said in a low tone voice. 

I giggled. "You do, white boy?" 

"Yeah." He kissed my neck. 

"Everybody likes me." 

"Yeah, but you could be out with any other dude right now, yet you're with me. That's gotta mean somethin', doesn't it?"