I sipped on my whiskey sour at the bar, I had two days off, im a stripper and enjoy it, tomorrow is my last day, I felt eyes on me but didnt look up just kept drinking my drink.

I looked down at my thighs, this dress wasn't doing no justice for me, I shouldve worn a different outfit.

I looked to my left and seen Khaos walking towards me with a smirk on his face, or he probably was constipated, I really couldn't tell.

I looked over at his outfit and rolled my eyes, I havent seen him in like three weeks now, and no I am not checking for him nor do I like him.

"Wassup ma" he said smiling showing his grills, "Hello" I said trying to make small talk, "Why you so dry, gimme hug" I stood up to hug him.

I tried to make it be a quick and simple hug, but he pulled me into him and wrapped his arms around my waist and we stayed like that, I inhaled his cologne and pulled away from him.

"So how you been" I asked him sitting down and sipping on my drink

"Been good so far" He flashed a cocky smile showing his grill once again.

Before I could speak we was interrupted by some unknown I didnt knew.

"Khaos, baby why when I call you, the phone automatically beeps then hang up, did you accidentally blocked me again?"

I looked at her, she was so pretty, but that outfit she had on screamed "I pop det pussy on a regular"

"Hoe it wasn't no accident, you mad annoying sometimes, I already told you not to be blowing up my phone and shit"

"Daddy im sorry, let's go to my house, I'll make it up to you" she invaded his personal space rubbing all on him.

This was disrespectful on so many levels, but I kept quiet because that's not my man, and never will be, he disgust me and get on my nerves, can't stand a nigga with community dick.

"What you trying to do ma" he said while biting his lip and squeezing her hard looking ass.

Her ass looked so fake from over here, it looked hard and deformed, I asked the waiter for a margarita and had my ears open to their conversation, yes bitch im nosey asf.

She fixed my drink, and I sipped it while still on full alert, "I wanna do any and everything to you daddy, let me please you".

I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked to my side, " Aye im finna dip, gimme yo phone right quick" he looked me up and down.

"Why" I said looking at him with a stank face, I dont let nobody touch my phone, people crazy these days and my phone is my baby.

"Just gimme yo phone, damn" he looked agitated asf,but did I care? Umm no, I know tf not.

I grabbed a napkin and looked through my purse for a pen, "What's your number" I asked looking at him, he sighed "You so fucking difficult, 929-616-0891"

"But you coughed up them digits though"

He laughed then gave me a side hug, "I expect a text later on ma" he said then kissed my cheek.

"Mmhm" I sipped on my magarita then looked back, watching them disappear out into the crowd, I checked my watch and seen that it was already 11:00pm, I tipped the waitress and got up, I was beyond ready to go.

I walked out of the club and the wind hit me like a ton of bricks, sending chills up my spin, I hugged my body and looked down at my arms seeing goose bumps appear.

I walked to my car and got in starting it up and pulled off, heading towards the direction of my apartment complex.

I finally pulled up after like thirty minutes, I got out and locked my car, I walked into the complex and went to the elevator, I was to tired for the stairs, but its a good work out though.

I pressed the three on the elevator and it took me no time getting to my room, I unlocked my door and walked in, my feet was hurting so bad.

After I took off my shoes I held them in one hand while shutting and locking the door with my other hand.

I jogged up the stairs and went to my room, I opened my closet and walked into it, I have my shoes sectioned off, boots in one corner, heels, Jordans, slides, and huaraches in another.

I lined my high heeled boots up with my other high heels and walked out the closet, closing it.

I took off my dress and putted on a tank top, I got into bed and turned on the t.v, debating on whether I should text Khaos or not. I decided to text him, "Bitchhh helllooo".

I turned on the t.v and flicked through the channels trying to find something to watch, I settled on watching " Love and Hip Hop Miami".

My phone vibrated and I looked at it

"Im pulling up, u got me fucked up"

I laughed and texted him back, "Damn, text back game on point, okayyy bitchh, you must be had a quickie or something"

"Nah, that bitch bit my dick then blamed it on the alcohol"

I laughed then texted him back "Aww, lmao that's what you get"

"Talking crazy, I beat that bitch head and kicked her ass out"

"😂, are you okay?" I chuckled, this was so funny.

"Nahh got ice on my dick now" After I read that message, he called me before I could reply to it.

"What u doing ma" He sounded sleepy and it made his voice deep, I crossed my legs, and no a bitch wasn't wet.

"Watching Love and Hip Hop, im tired though so good night"

"Nah I think you just dont want to talk to yo future husband"

I laughed "boy bye, you aint no future to me, but I am tired, and got a headache so good nite"

"I bet tf so, but good nite bae"

I chuckled then hung up on him, he got to be crazy if he thought I was going to reply back to that, I got on SnapChat and was looking through snaps.

I know I said I was going to sleep and was tired, but I know some people who do that then get on social media, im one of them, I picked a picture out of my camera roll then posted it.

After I did that, a few minutes later an unknown person sent me a message on snap.

Real_A.C.S: But yo ass sleep huh??

I read it then laughed, this boy here is so crazy, I decided that I'd text his ass back in the morning.

I turned down the volume on the tv then fell straight to sleep.