《Grace》Chapter 43
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The sound of the City Girl's latest album blasted in my ears from my air pods, while the sun warmed my almost naked body made me smile. Vacation. I'm currently laying poolside tanning with coconut oil lathered all over me. I'm definitely feeling relaxed right now, though my mind keeps running back to my children. I miss them so much right now. I wonder what Rico and Alessa is doing with Sarah right now.
One of my AirPods popped out of my ear. "Girl I got the drinks," My soon to be alcoholic little sister smiled.
"Thank God," Shay muttered which caused me to laugh. "It's hot as hell,"
"Too hot," I agreed with her then grabbed my drink. We haven't had a situation in the day that we've been here and hopefully we won't have another one.
"I can't believe they let us out," Renee laughed. She sat next to me forcing me to scoot over. "Damn bitch move your ass over,"
"You're the one with the big ass that decided to sit on my chair, gwan over deso man," I mushed her.
"Yuh nuh wah sit next to me?" She asked with fake hurt dripping all over her words.
"No if I wanted to sit next you I would've, move man," By now she's trying her hardest not to laugh while I chug my drink. "I'll throw the rest of this on you,"
"There's nothing left. You're worse than this one," she pointed to Shay. I looked at my cup and sure enough it's empty. "Want another?"
"Absolutely I'm pumping and dumping tonight," I laughed as my body got warmer from whatever the hell Renee ordered.
"You sure are because there's this nightclub I wanna hit up," Renee said over her shoulder before going back to the bar.
"How're you?" Shay asked me. I glanced at her tanning skin before looking away.
"I'm doing good. I just miss my kids," I smiled. I can't stop thinking about Alessa and Rico. Dro has been sending me pictures like I asked but he's been responding to me dry. He always says I love you at the end of the night but that's it for the most part.
"I miss my baby too," Shay smiled. "You know I haven't had a drank since he was born?" I gave her a look and she laughed. "Ok I have but not like this. I haven't had more than a glass of wine at dinner. He changed my life,"
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"I know how you feel," I nodded.
"But since we don't have them let's enjoy ourselves. Not just alcohol but adventure, deal?" Shay wiggled her finger finger in my face.
I wrapped my finger around hers. "Deal,"
"What're y'all up to?" Renee raised her brows as she struggled to carry the extra drinks.
"Apparently a hangover," I can't believe she brought this many drinks back but this girl must be Irish because she can drink.
After tanning and swimming at the pool, we ate and then napped for a few hours. So now Shay and Renee are forcing me to do makeup and get dressed.
"You guys do realized that I'm pumping milk right now," I rolled my eyes at them.
Renee walked over to me. "What happened to the portable one?"
"It's charging so I can use it at the club. So yes, y'all have to wait until I'm drained," I smirked as they rolled their eyes.
"I just have to get dressed so I'll do your makeup," Renee got up and grabbed my makeup bag off of bathroom counter. "What're you wearing?"
"A black dress. Don't do all that extra glitter shit, just my brows and foundation please," I'm not in the mood to have deal with not beating able to wipe my eyes if it itches. I only have ten minutes of pumping left and too bad it's going down the drain.
My phone started to ring but with Renee in my face I can't move to answer it. "Pass my phone,"
"Just don't move too much," She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out after passing my phone.
"Hello?" I answered without looking at who called.
"Grace," Dro's voice calmed my nerves. "The night is approaching and I want to say I love you,"
"I love you too baby," I smiled which resulted in Renee slapping my thigh. "Bitch what the fuck?"
"I said don't move your face," She mugged me then continued with my face. "I'm almost done with your basic ass anyways,"
"Why is she doing your makeup?" Dro asked with humor in his voice. "Going out?"
"Yes," I simply said, trying to avoid the smirk from creeping on my face. "Wanna see what I'm gonna wear?"
"I do," He took a breath. "I want to fuck you so hard, Bella. I miss you,". My stomach fluttered and the g-string that only covered my vagina, is now wet. This man can make my river flow with just a few words... over the phone.
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"I'd like that too, but remember you shifted my uterus. So we have to slow down for now per OBGYB," I rolled my eyes with a smirk at my sister and Shay's eyebrow raise.
"Unfortunately," He laughed. "You asked for it rough and you threw your ass on me so hard, I couldn't control myself,"
"I know, I'm the one who suffered with the pain but just another two weeks of no sex and we can go back to normal," I laughed as he groaned.
"Y'all nasty. Bye Dro we going out and she needs to get dressed!" Shay yelled from the bathroom.
He chuckled. "Be safe, I love you,"
"Love you more," I smiled then hung up. "Y'all ruin everything,"
"Y'all were damn near fucking over the phone," Renee made a face at me which made me roll my eyes.
They're so dramatic.
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There's barely any lights in the club, as usual. We held hands trying to maneuver around drunk dancing people. I haven't been in a club since I quit bartending at Dro's club.
"So many people," Renee yelled to us over the loud music.
"I've seen plenty of this, I'm over it," I laughed once we reached our VIP section. We barely settled into the fancy booth before a beautiful woman appeared with a menu. The VIP sections have poles in front of the table and even private sections. We ordered our drinks and took in the scenery. The usual groupies, men with chains trying to spit game to women.
"Look at that girl over there," Shay said to us and pointed with her chin going to the right. A tan girl with long brown hair had one bottle of Don Julio in her hand while using the other to swing around the pole. It's very evident that she's not a stripper, just a drunk girl.
"Man I miss being able to do that, Noah would kill me," Renee mumbled out. Shay and I made eye contact.
"Noah?" I mouthed to her. She shrugged at me. "Noah?" I ask aloud.
"Shit, I never was supposed to say that," Renee didn't even make eye contact with us.
"Well you done said it," Shay laughed. Drinks were placed in front of us and we tipped at the very beautiful woman and she left.
"Just type on the phone his last name. There's no way in hell I've known him for a year now and I didn't even know his name!" I whispered with excitement behind my voice, it could be that I took two sips and my drink is almost gone or it could be that Tarzan is actually human.
Renee chugged her drink then pulled her phone out of her Chanel purse. Hasan.
"BITCH WHAT?!" I laughed. There's no way in hell! I never would've guessed he's middle eastern in some way. A few people close by looked over at us but we didn't care we all couldn't help but laugh.
"You're telling me! I had the shock of my fucking life," Renee laughed along with Shay and I. Noah Hasan isn't a bad name at all. It sounds nice behind her name. "His father is Persian, hence the wanna be traditional don't bring black girls home. It's not like he even stuck to his traditional, he married a white girl. Full on white girl, look whiter than the girl hanging off the pole and she never converted nor taught him or Nicole,"
"People are always gonna be racist just know your limits with them, it's his family but you don't have to take disrespect," I told her. By now we're all done with our drinks.
"I know," Renee nodded. "Excuse me, can I get a bottle of Dusse and pineapple juice for all of us," She called to the lady who brought us drinks before.
"You trying to get us fucked up," I laughed.
"Yes indeed," She laughed. The bottle girl came back with our order and left.
And we got fucked up alright. "Let's dance!" I yelled as the music traveled through my ears into my bloodstream. The floor was moving just a little bit too much. We clutched our purses as we grind on each other. We made it clear to many men that we can twerk on each other but do not touch us.
I can't keep thinking that this is the best time alone I've had in a while. Worry free, getting drunk with my bestfriends. I haven't been worry free in three years, this feels amazing. Especially knowing that I'm going home to two beautiful kids and a man who loves me, so I'm going to party like these who're people in this club right now.
Shay
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