"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

Expect the unexpected...

kind of a sequel to poetic pain but you don't HAVE to read it to understand what's going on. 🫶🏾

𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑... THIS BOOK WAS JUST FOR FUN Started Jan 2020, Finished in 2021 *completed (𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭)

'𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖 𝚞𝚙, 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 , 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ?