I dialed Armon's number for the fourth time and waited for him to pick up. "Still no answer" I had thought to myself.

I just hope he is okay. That wasn't right that they kept that from him. I was so shocked.

Armon only trust his family, he basically think they betrayed him. He shouldnt take this out on anybody though.

She did what she had too do to keep her own family and sister alive. I would have done the same.

I sat my phone on the counter and ate the rest of my cereal. Cinnamon Toast Crunch is the best hands down.

I love some Captain Crunch with Berries, Reese's Puff, Frosted Flakes... Why am I sitting here naming cereal?

I drunk the rest of milk that was left in the bowl and rinsed out the spoon and bowl. Then I putted them back in there right places.

My phone had notified me that I had got a message. I looked at my phone and it was Armon.

❤Hubby: Fuck u keep callin for shawty?

I had to reread that message and make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. Auto correct definitely has all his words fucked up.

Me: Auto correct has you fucked up boo, Anyways I'm just checking up on you.... You haven't talked to me since that incident last nite

❤Hubby: Hoe dont worry bout it, go shake yo ass for a couple dollars foh hoe 😂

I blinked back the tears that were trying to escape my eyes. "Boss up and fuck that nigga" is all I kept repeating in my head.

The key is to act like shit don't bother you.

So that's what I did, I acted like I didnt give a fuck. Communicating is part of a relationship. I dont even think he is ready.

Me: Lmao.... Bitch you mad???

❤Hubby: Nah, if you want to fuck any and everybody go ahead shawty 😂 community pussy... Bitch you a hoe just like yo sister

Me: Never a hoe boo... At least I know my real mother 😘

After I had sent that I blocked him. A low blow?? Yes I kno, but right now I dont care.

I grabbed my phone and walked upstairs. I needed to take a nice hot shower. My body was aching.

I sat my phone on the bed and walked into the bathroom. I took off my clothes and turned on the hot and cold water.

Adjusting it to my liking, I hate washing in warm water. I grabbed a rag and stepped into the shower.

I grabbed the soap and wetted my rag rubbing the soap back and forth against the rag creating suds.

I rinsed the rag off, removing the suds, then I washed my face. I can't wash my face with suds on the rag.

Oh no, my face is too sensitive for that.

I continued to wash while my mind trailed back to memories of Armon and I.

After about fifteen minutes of washing I had turned off the water and got out. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body.

Some of the water off my legs slid down and got on to the floor. I walked up to the sink and looked in the mirror.

I opened the cabinet and grabbed my toothpaste and toothbrush.

After I got done with all of my hygiene and lotioning up my body I walked into my closet.

I wanted to be comfortable today.

I decided to wear some ripped jean shorts that stopped above my knees, then I had putted on a navy blue "Thrasher" shirt.

I putted on some mix matched socks and sat on my bed. I might as well go back to sleep.

I have nothing planned for today, but I have to go to work tonight. So I'm just going to get all the rest I can.

I layed on my stomach and spreaded my legs, puttin my right knee up to my stomach. This is the only way I could go to sleep.

Also it is a comfortable position. Don't argue with me on this, because it really is.

In no time I was sleep.

I had woken up to an angry looking Khaos with his hands wrapped around my neck.

Was this nigga trying to kill me in my sleep or something?

I grabbed his hands and shoved him back a little, I got off the bed and stared back at him.

"You really want to die huh?"

I rolled my eyes and tried to walk pass him. I was not about to put up with his bullshit today.

He grabbed my arm and pushed me on to the bed.

"Bitch I said do you want to fuckin die today"

I looked him up and down then bit my lips. He was looking so fine, he had his hair in a little curly fro.

His grills shinned every time he talked. He had on a black tanktop with some grey sweatpants.

I stared at his visible dick print that was showing through his sweats. "Armon.... You making me wet and horny"

I spreaded my legs and leaned back on my elbows. "I swear you be getting on my nerves"

I smiled up at him and he climbed in between my legs. I can't take Khaos serious, my mind it too sexual for that.

I played in his hair while he layed on my stomach. "Seriously though, you need to apologize to me... And are you okay?"

"I'm good, I talked to my real mother and aunt today.... We on good terms... And I apologize for disrespecting you bae"

"That's good, and you better mean that shit... And I'm sorry for saying what I had said to you also... Its just you made me upset"

He pulled up my shirt and I grabbed his hand. "I have to get ready for work babe"

He sucked his teeth then looked at me, "You deadass finna quit that job"

I pushed him off me and got up from the bed. "You can accept what I do or leave, I'm not begging you to be in a relationship with me.... I been stripping way before I met yo ass, I'm not quitting.. Simple as that"

He chuckled and got up, "what ever I want goes lil ma, and this going to be your last night stripping... On me it is... But I'll hit you up later baby"

He walked out of my room and I rolled my eyes.

Khaos is not crazy enough to get me fired. I'm one of the top three best strippers. My boss isn't going to listen to him.

I laughed to myself, Khaos isnt going to do shit.

Period, Point, Blank.