“Hell naw, I shouldn’t fold and I won’t. Fuck this shit. All this shit. I’m done worrying about any fucking thing. Everything I love gets taken away and everyone I love hurts me. I figure, fuck love, have fun, and get money; so that’s the code I’m gonna start living by. Ya Dig?” I said to my friend as I wiped away the traces of my tears with the makeup sponge I had taken out of my purse and she smiled at me.
I could feel Rah looking at the side of my face as I continued to fix my makeup and lashes.
“I feel you sis. I really do. You hold a lot of shit in and that’s not good. I’m glad you dealt with this shit, talked to me, and are moving past it. I’m still worried about you though Na Na. However, I got the mood elevator right here.” Rah said as she took a colorful pill out of her purse and handed it to me.
“Here, take this. By the time we get to the club you will be ready to let go and turn up.” Rah said as she popped one of the pills into her mouth, drunk some of her cranberry juice she had brought with her, and then handed the bottle to me.
I took the bottle from her hand and held the pill in the other as I stared at her like she had lost her damn mind just giving me unknown pills and shit. She knew weed was really the only drug I took parts in, so of course I wanted to know what the fuck it was. I didn’t have to ask though as I sat there and stared at her with a bitch what the fuck expression on my face.
“It’s just a roll bitch. X Kaniyah, DAMN.” Rah said as she grimaced at me, rolled her eyes and then laughed.
I reached over and flicked her hair with the hand that I still held the pill in as she laughed then I looked back at the items I held.
“I’ll rip all of them damn bundles out yo head skank, rolling yo eyes at me. Anyway Bitch, I was just checking. You know you be on some more shit sometimes.” I said as I laughed too then popped the pill into my mouth and washed it down.
As soon as I had swallowed it the alarms inside of me went off and I wished I hadn’t taken it at all. I had no idea how X would make me feel or how I would behave with it in my system. However, at that point it was too late. All I could do was close my eyes and pray that I didn’t wake up butt naked with an umbrella up my ass before I cranked up the car and pulled off.
“LET THE MUTHAFUCKING TURN UP BEGIN! WE OUT THIS BIIITTTCCCCHHHH!!” Rah yelled out of the window as I laughed and sped towards Club Love.
When we pulled on the lot and I saw the long ass lines, fancy cars, and bad bitches in the line I almost punked out and told Rah we should go to the movies instead. Usually, I was that bad, smart mouth, ready to fight girl who was standoffish and avoided crowds. However, with all I had been through and that little magic pill I took in my system, I got some newfound bravado. There was no more slightly shy Na Na, because I didn’t give a fuck and was anxious to turn up with my bitch.
I drove straight to the VIP parking section and handed the attendant a $20 bill before I found the perfect spot. My whole body tingled, my head felt light, and I couldn’t stop giggling as I parked and looked at Rah.
“Bitch, you look like a muthafucking sexy snack; tropical starburst all glossy and sweet and shit. Ole fruit by the foot head ass lil girl.” I said to Rah as I stared at her through hazy vision and laughed my ass off.
Under the influence of that pill, some LOUD ass weed, and emotional stress from the shit Spicy had done, it seemed I had gotten two times higher than Rah had and that shit was written all over my face.
“Damn, look at you Na Na. You fucked up!” Rah said as she laughed and I fell over into her seat and laughed harder.
“Aw hell naw, you fucked up sis. You acting like the mama on Holiday Heart. Don’t jump yo dumb ass out in traffic hollering about you going to get a fucking bike. Get yo shit together Na Na, its ballers out there.” Rah said as she laughed and I sat up to do just that.
I laughed until I couldn’t feel the laughter rumbling in my stomach anymore, then I took some deep breaths as I redid my makeup. By the time I finished applying my lipstick I was feeling more stable and ready to have fun.
“Okay, okay. I’m cool now sis. I still feel good as fuck, but I got my shit right. Let’s go up in this bitch and show these broke hoes how to stunt.” I said to Rah as I closed my visor mirror and we got out.
As soon as we stepped out of the car everything around me seemed to take on this cartoon color like hue. The smiling, lust filled faces of the niggas in line looked just like some shit off Sesame Street to me. I couldn’t help but to laugh again as me and Rah did our Top Model walk straight past the line to the door. On the inside I felt like a million cracked out butterflies were twerking on my organs, but I held my shit together and strutted like a bad bitch. ‘Aye lil mama’, ‘Damn y’all fine’, and ‘Thickness…’ was all you could hear as we walked up to the door and were greeted by my uncle Tootie’s twin, Bear.
“Ayyyeeee, Salt and Pepper up in this bitch. Who told y’all lil fast asses y’all could come to my club tonight?” Bear said as he stood his big, 280 pound, 6’2” ass in front of me and Rah with his arms folded like he wasn’t going to let us in.
Bear was always playing and being overprotective, as well as spoiling me and my friends. That’s why he was my favorite uncle next to Tootie; and I always fucked with him.
“Maine Unc, move out the way. I’m fina get drunk and go find me a baby daddy.” I said laughing as I pretended to twerk and tried to push past him.
Bear flashed a fake smile quickly before he glared at me again and pushed me back with his forearms.
“Come on now Bear, move out the way. You know they closed BackPage so we gotta hit the streets and get it how we live.” Rah said laughing as I damn near died.
My uncle didn’t find that shit hilarious though at first as he grilled us and told us we couldn’t get in.
“Come on now Uncle Bear, you know we just playing. You know I love to fuck with you.” I said as I got on my tip toes and hugged my uncle’s massive shoulders and he pretended to still be mad.
He made me and Rah stand there and beg for a few minutes before he finally let us past without paying.
“Aiight, I’m letting y’all in but I’mma tell ya now, I don’t want no shit. Here.” Bear said as he put two wristbands on both me and Rah’s wrist that allowed us to drink and go to the VIP.
After he did that my uncle turned Captian Save em again and laid down the law.
“Look, I gave y’all lil asses wristbands because I know no matter what I say y’all gonna drink. I would rather give you this so you can go up there and get yo own shit than let a nigga buy it for you and drug yo ass. This don’t mean get in there and act a muthafucking fool though. Two drink maxiimum Na Na. Rah, you too.” Bear said as Rah put her hand on her chest like she was shocked.
“Shocked my ass. Yeah, you lil lush ass girl. I want y’all to have fun and kick it, don’t be fucking with these old niggas. I’m putting out word with the bartender right now to only serve y’all twice and after I send this text every security in here gonna keep their eyes on you. Both of y’all asses better act right or you dealing with me.” Bear said with a serious expression as he sent the text then reached over to finally hug me back.
“You know I love you like my own niece, just be safe.” Bear whispered in my ear before he let me go and I told him that I would.
I nodded at my uncle and winked my eye before me and Rah walked on into the club entrance towards the door.
“AND HAVE FUN, ESPECIALLY YOU NA NA!” My uncle yelled from behind us just as Rah opened the door to the club’s main room and the music exploded in my ears.
Kevin Gates was blasting so loud I had to yell as I linked arms with Rah and we walked in.
“Don’t be trying to leave me either bitch.” I said as Rah nodded her head, ignoring me while she searched the crowd of staring faces.
Dudes everywhere were grabbing at our hands and calling us as we walked deeper into the club towards the VIP section. I spoke to a few girls I knew from school and hugged a few dudes I had seen in th
e hood before I turned back to Rah to tell her something. The only thing was, when I turned around Rah’s ugly ass was nowhere in sight.
“I knew it. Bald Headed Wench.” I yelled to myself as I turned around and looked in all directions.
I stood there for a minute and grooved to Really, Really by Kevin Gates as one of the girls I had hugged named Taylor came over to dance with me. Before I knew it, I was turning up with a big group of people and dudes had me closed in on all sides. I was like Beyonce in a room full of Precious’ as they all tried to get close enough for me to twerk on them. I was hitting that shit too in my $1200 dress with my ass tooted up in the air.
I danced with damn near 15 niggas before I was sweating and out of breath. I told Taylor and her friends that I was going to the bar before I made my way through the crowd. When I got there people were so packed up around it that it looked like roaches on a piece of light bread. I raised my hand to yell for the bartender about 20 times, but he acted like he couldn’t hear me. I was about to give up and just go to VIP to order when I heard this deep, sexy, Denzel like voice from behind me.
“AYE YO BARTENDER. THIS BEAUTIFUL LADY NEEDS SOME HELP.” The voice said as I turned around and looked into the face of a God.
This guy was fine and classy as fuck in his white button down Akoo shirt, jeans, and Gucci loafers. I scanned over his caramel face quickly, briefly stopping to stare into hazel eyes like mine then settled on his big juicy lips. He looked just like the fine boy off Brotherly Love except older and more sophisticated. I knew for a fact he wasn’t my age from the hints of gray in his wavy hair and nicely groomed beard. He looked like he was about 29 or 30, but I didn’t care because he was fine as fuck.
“Why thank you handsome.” I said to him before I turned back around to face the bar.
I could hear him grunt and suck his teeth as he walked closer up behind me. I kept my cool as I stood there but the warmth from his breath on my neck made my pussy wet.
“No problem gorgeous. I’m always willing to help a beautiful lady.” He said as I turned around and flashed him a smile before the bartender called out to me.
“Damn, you are beautiful. What can I help you with?” The cute, tall, light skinned bartender with tattoos all over his face said as he leaned over the bar and flashed me a smile.
He was cute and all but I was not feeling him with the entire fucking alphabet on his face. I was feeling the sexy, grown ass man behind me though and he could tell that too as I turned and looked at him for assistance.
“Aw yeah, I know she’s beautiful my guy but she is spoken for.” The fine old guy said, catching my hint and brushing the bartender off for me before he turned to ask me what I wanted.
“A Sex on the Beach is fine.” I said in a soft coy voice as fineness winked at me and then told the bartender.
I felt my heart beating in my throat as I stood there beside the fine dude and waited on the bartender to mix our drinks. My pill seemed to be wearing off or something because I couldn’t feel that happy lightness anymore, just nervousness and lust. I pulled my phone out and checked my texts to distract myself so I wouldn’t do anything stupid. I could tell the guy was a little nervous too as he kept looking at me then turning away. Finally, he got the courage or found the words he was looking for as he leaned in to make small talk.
“So what’s your name beautiful? I feel a little bad constantly referring to your physical attraction. I would definitely like to put a name to this beautiful face.” He said with his smooth ass and I melted in his hands.
I felt giddy as fuck, like a little girl as I giggled and told him my name.
“Kaniyah huh? That’s a unique and beautiful name for a unique and beautiful woman. It’s nice to meet you Kaniyah. I’m Anthony by the way.” He said as he extended his hand and I slowly held out mine.
I damn near died again when he took my hand in his and instantly put it to his mouth. I knew for a fact right then that he was older and cut from a different cloth than I knew. That intrigued and excited me too making me want to get to know him better.
“It’s nice to meet you too Anthony.” I said to him as we exchanged smiles and he let go of my hand.
After that we chatted for a few seconds about the club and our experience. By the time the bartender had brought over our drinks I was damn near in love with his sexy ass. When he told the bartender, my drink was on him I was even more attracted to him.
“Well thank you Anthony, I really appreciate that!” I said to him after he handed me my drink and he said it was his pleasure.
He was just about to say something else as we stood there but Rah’s old loud, rude ass came over at that moment and interrupted.
“Bitchhh get on up here to the VIP, you’ll never guess who up here.” Rah said as she looped her arm in mine and began to drag me away.
I turned to look at Anthony as she pulled me in the opposite direction and he mouthed the words, “I’ll find you.” I smiled and winked at him as he held his drink up to me and then we disappeared around a corner and up some steps. The music was a little lower on that upper level so as soon as we were up top I cussed Rah out.
“Damn old cock blocking bitch, didn’t you see I was talking to Denzel? Oh, you make me sick Rah. It better be some fine ass niggas up here.” I pouted as I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes at her while she laughed.
I didn’t see shit funny though, that bitch had fucked me up. I was way more interested in the smooth old brother downstairs than the hood boogers she had met. I couldn’t even hide my disgust as I glared over at them and sucked my teeth.
“Damn Na Na, don’t start that shit again. You said you came to have fun. I don’t know what kind of fun you was gonna have with Rip Van Winkle downstairs old ass. What he was gonna take you to bingo?” Rah asked as I laughed and she laughed while she pushed my arm.
“Come on now Na Na, that nigga old enough to be your daddy. These some young ZADDIES up here.” Rah giggled as she grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to the group of dudes sitting on the VIP couch.
I stomped over with her and their eyes lit up like they were about to get some pussy right then. What they didn’t know was my attention was elsewhere and they didn’t have a chance with me. The last thing I wanted was one of those pants hanging off their ass, loud talking, tattoo faced, gold teeth thugs Rah had ran up on. I just stared at her as she sat down on the couch between two of them who looked like they had just got out the pen and they motioned for me to sit down too.
“Nawl, I’m good Rah. I’m fina go over here to the bar.” I told her as I walked over to the bar at the back of the room with my arms still folded in front of me.
The two boys sitting with Rah told me to quit acting stuck up because I was too cute before they laughed and Rah joined in. I didn’t give a fuck though, what they thought didn’t even matter. At that moment the only thing that mattered to me was getting back downstairs and next to the sexy old guy. It was crazy because even though we had only had a five-minute conversation, he already had my head gone. So much so I didn’t even hear the tall, cute boy with tattoos on his face come up behind me until he had his arms wrapped around my neck from the back and dick pressed up against my ass.
“Yeah lil mama, you too cute to be all bougie and shit. Why don’t you gone let a real nigga give you some of this thug love so you can loosen up a bit. I know you aint had no good dick recently because if you did you wouldn’t be acting like this. Gone quit acting stuck up and let yo next move be your best move.” He whispered into my ear as his stanky, liquor breath overpowered me.
Before I knew it, I had elbowed his ass in the gut and told him I was making it my best move by walking away from him. That made all his friends in the room who were watching and listening laugh and he didn’t like that. I kept walking to the bar and ordered me a vodka and cranberry on the rocks just as he walked up cursing.
“Damn bitch, it’s like that? Don’t act like yo shit don’t stank. Ghetto bougie bitch come in here like you som
ebody. Acting like a nigga can’t touch you. Bitch I’ll touch all over yo funky ass while you up in here. I’m muthafucking Tino. Fuck you mean.” He yelled in my ear as I ignored him then he reached over and grabbed my ass.
He did it so quick and with so much force he took me off guard and knocked me off balance. I stumbled forward into the bar and my drink spilled all over the front of my dress. That was enough to take me from two to ten real quick and I turned around with the shit just as Rah ran up.
“What the fuck dude, leave my friend alone. You lost yo fucking mind. You must don’t know who she is or who her family is while you in here bullshitting. Come on Na Na let’s go.” Rah said as she jumped in between us with her back to the nigga.
As soon as the words came out of Rah’s lips the nigga turned into the phuck boy he obviously was. He mushed Rah so hard in the back of her head that she flew past me face down into a chair.
“BITCH WHO THE FUCK YOU SUPPOSED TO BE? HER BODYGUARD? Y’ALL HOES GOT ME FUCKED UP. NOW YOU BITCHES AIN’T GOING NO MUTHAFUCKING WHERE UNTIL I GET SOME PUSSY OR MY DICK SUCKED. SO WASUP? WHO SUCKING AND WHO FUCKING?” The bitch nigga said as he grabbed me around the neck.
The moment his fingers were around my throat I got a flash back to Spicy. I could suddenly smell her funky breath and hear her yelling insults to me. That shit ignited my rage and made me crash out. Before I could even think I had begun swinging my fists and hit the nigga dead in the nose. When I did that he hit me back with a lick of his own and for a moment I think I passed out. I say that because the next thing I knew Rah was yelling and pulling me up off the couch as the fine old dude whooped the phuck boy like a child.
When I regained my composure and my eyes focused I peered over there to see the old head stomping that nigga’s face into the floor. That nigga looked dead as Anthony told him that was no way to treat a lady. I couldn’t help but to smile when he said that because it amazed me how he could whoop ass and be a gentleman at the same time. I stood there with Rah’s arm in mine and day dreamed about me and him until all the niggas in the room rushed over to help. That was my cue to move so I drug Rah to the top of the stairs as I yelled down to security to go get my uncle.
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