𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝 𝟽☦︎︎

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"I can't believe ima be working as a damn stripper"I paced back and forth in the apartment I shared with these bitches

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"I can't believe ima be working as a damn stripper"I paced back and forth in the apartment I shared with these bitches. I can't get mad at them cause I did tell Craig yes I would like to work as a stripper girl and not a bar tender. Why would I say that? I'm so stupid.

"Bitch it's not like we pointed a gun to your head and yelled at you. You said it yourself to Craig that yes you would like to work as a stripper"M'kai said. Jocelyn sat at the bar taking off her Js.

"I know y'all didn't tell me to become one but I can't believe I said it"I sat down on the couch rubbing my face.

"Girl look. If your mom comes to visit, just tell Craig your sick and can't come in. He'll understand"Jocelyn said. "Other then that, y'all ready to make this money"

"Bitch I been making money....."

"At that old ass strip club that wasn't making no coins. Bitch please, come kiss my feet and call me mommy for giving you a new job"Jocelyn smiled.

"Fuck you"M'kai walked to the kitchen. I look down at my phone seeing a text from trevante.

Trevante— answer the damn phone

Me— damn babe😂

I got up from the couch walking to my room so I can call tre ass. I close the door while dialing his number. I put the phone to my ear waiting for his sexy ass voice to pick up.

"Hello"I smiled so wide hearing his voice.

"Hey babe. What you doing?"I ask him. I can hear him moving some stuff around.

"Cleaning up my room right now then ima go get something to eat and then might swing by Randy house for a while"

"So you're off house arrest"I said excited. "That's great. You can come and visit me in Miami"

"Ima see babe. I can't just leave Chicago like that"

"Trevante we talked about this before and last time you said yes you was willingly to come down here"—"I'm not asking you to move down here"

"I know baby but I'm just going through some shit right now"

"Like what? Tell me"

"I don't wanna tell you. I'm sorry"

Is he serious right now? We tell each other everything. Why he can't tell me what's on his mind?

"Okay. You know what tre, just forget it"

"Bae smile for me. I don't wanna hear you sounding like you down and shit"

"Tre I gotta go. I have to study for my test tomorrow"I said. I'm just looking for a way to hang up.

"Ight. Do good on your test"

"Alright. Bye baby"I hung up the phone looking down at my bed spread. I laid down feeling the tears rolling down my face.

Suck that shit up and smile girl.

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