"Hey"

I spoke quietly to Nipsey who lounged on the couch with his phone up in his face.

"Yo" He replied dryly not taking a moment to look away from his phone to look at my new style that I loved.

"So I'm invisible now?"

"You got my number right?" Nipsey inquired.

"Yeah remember you gave it to me"

Nipsey finally looked up doing a double take, he stood up throwing his phone down on the couch.

"I can't get a text from you da whole day?"

"The phone works both ways if you wanted to talk to me you should have text me"

"So you ain't hit me up cause you ain't want to talk to me?" I sighed putting my left over food from earlier in the fridge.

"I do want to talk to you but you do remember you saying you wouldn't bother me unless it had to do with me shadowing you? Has that changed?"

"I was in my fucking feelings last night, I'm over dat shit now"

"So we are good and no heart feelings?"

He held out his hand in a fist, I bumped it and made an explosion making him laugh.

"Yo you got so much more to learn"

"Teach me then"

I tried putting on my seductive voice, maybe I was interested in a night of sober sex just to see what I had gotten the first time around.

"I'm going out tonight wit da set"

"I'm apart of the set now so where we all going?" I put my hands up on my hips rolling my neck.

"Cause I ain't think dat was something you was into"

"Next time instead of assuming just ask me, that way you know what I like and what I don't like"

"So you sliding wit us?"

I nodded tossing my ponytail over my shoulder.

"I'm not wasting this look inside the house"

I twirled around in a circle to show off my outfit to Nipsey, he rubbed his hands together nodding.

" We can stay here and I'll throw you ones"

" absolutely not" I jogged up the stairs to my room getting my fanny pack to put my lip gloss and I.D to get into the club.

"Don't get jealous when I throw them ones at a stripper cause you ain't want them"

"On hood I don't give a fuck what you do" I shot back, if he thought he was going to make me jealous at a place they paid women to shake ass then he had me sadly mistaken.

"I see hanging wit Sammie rubbed off on you, you learning"

"But seriously don't hold back what you used to doing because of my presence, do what you want I'm just coming along to have a little fun"

"I wasn't switching up cause you coming, I'm a single man wit no worries"

"Alright I'm just saying"

Nipsey let me out the front door before locking up, I got into the Benz not even expecting him to try and open the door for me.

"This is a convertible right?"

"Yeah you want me to let it down?"

I nodded my head I loved the free feeling of a drop top vehicle and sitting up on the side of the door letting the air hit me.

"Aight bet"

Nipsey pressed the button to the top, it came down slowly tucking itself away behind the backseat. I pulled myself up sitting on the edge of the door holding onto the head rest.

"You and my sister do da same shit when y'all get in a convertible"

Because it was January the night air was chilly, Nipsey tossed me a zip up hoodie from his backseat.

"You tryna get sick"

I pulled at the top of my tube top before putting on his hoodie that fit so baggy on me. Nipsey took a blunt from his center console lighting it before backing out the driveway and plugging his phone up to the aux cord

I put my left foot against the chair and my back against the top of the windshield dancing at the red light to his song.

"Here" Nipsey passed me the blunt, he started to recorded me smoking and vibing to his music while sitting up on the side of his car door.

"On hood Boog harder den a lot of you niggas on hood my nigga don't let dat Hollywood shit fool you shorty a G"

I felt special that Nipsey was posting me up on his social media accounts after he told me he lived a pretty private life.

"NAYBAHOOOOOD" I yelled out throwing up the set while he recorded proudly smiling up in my direction putting his phone down he sped up the car.

He knew the music I was into changing over to Tupac Hit Em Up , I stood up holding onto the top of the windshield with the blunt between my lips.

"First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim, Westside when we ride come equipped with game, you claim to be a player but I fucked your wife, we bust on Bad Boy niggas fucked for life"

Nipsey raised his arms up and down rapping along with me, I could see people recording and waving because they recognized who we were.

"Erin!"

A white man yelled with a professional camera out of the window, I waved passing the blunt to Nipsey blowing the smoke up in the air.

"Hey!"

"Rumor is it that you are out here for an upcoming movie"

"Oh is it now? for what movie?"

I smirked knowing I was fucking around with him to keep him out of my business, the man filmed Nipsey.

"That's just what I was told and another thing was that you and Nipsey are exclusive, is it true?"

"We are exclusively collaborating for our brands, have a good night"

Nipsey passed the blunt back speeding off to get away from any more paparazzi and getting us to the strip club faster, we parked in the lot and jumped the line because of Nipsey's popularity status in the neighborhood.

"She don't know some of these racks going to her" Nipsey spoke on his Instagram Live while recording me, I peeked in.

"He's bullshitting you guys he about to pay somebody house off in here and it ain't mine"

The club was crowded with men and women throwing money to strippers all around and on stage while the music roared through the speakers around the club.

" Can you shake it like dat Boog?" Nipsey asked smoking his blunt and still on live pointing at a stripper on stage bouncing one cheek at a time.

"For the right man I do"

I threw a shot at him, he frowned handing me a stack of money to use in the club while we walked to the section with our set.

"There go my sixth baby moms! What's craccin' Boog?"

"Hey Slim"

Slim was the first to greet me as I entered our roped off section with personal strippers and a table covered with bottles.

"They acting stingy tonight" Blacc side eyed his brother with a strange look as he sat on the end of the couch sipping from his cup watching the stripper in front of him.

The way the stripper's vibe changed when I sat down on the chair was off, they mean mugged me and I gave them the same treatment back. If they thought they were going to punk me tonight they were dead ass wrong.

" Let's give em a chance maybe they warming up" Nipsey rubbed the back of his neck, something was off with everybody vibe in this section and I didn't know why.

"They got a few more minutes before we switch them out for some of the hard working strippers, I'm all about work ethic"

Nipsey popped the band on his money throwing some money along with the set, the two out of three girls started to put in work with twerking and lap dances, the last stripper with neon blue hair lazily popped her ass grabbing the money off the floor stuffing it down her bra that I thought needed to come off anyway.

" I ain't paying you shorty until you start actually doing something like yo homegirls"I heard Nipsey yell out to the blue haired girl, she sucked her teeth, rolling her eyes at him while continuing to snatch the money up.

"I can do better than that" I took my heels off standing on the couch twerking my ass, Nipsey blocked all of the set view throwing his ones my way.

"I knew this bitch was trouble she up in here stealing our money now"

I stopped dancing turning around, Nipsey paused on throwing his money resting one of his hands on my waist to stop me from saying or doing anything.

"It ain't yo money baby girl unless you shaking dat ass and showing some titties like your girls" I yelled over the music at her.

"We was just fine before you and yo broke ass nigga came up in here trying to cheat us out of our money"

We had only been here a total of seven minutes and things were already going sour, Nipsey turned around to the stripper.

"Who broke bitch? you sitting up here crying about money so who really broke?"

"If you don't like how I dance you can leave and take yo bitch back to Hollywood where she came from with her bougie ass in here with her nose turned up at us like she too good to be here"

My nose flared and I saw red. The last thing I could remember before blacking out was jumping off the couch.

All hell broke loose in our section little ass Erin had jumped off the couch and was now down on the floor giving the lazy smart mouth stripper straight hands, her friends stood to the side letting her handle it on her own.

"I told her to tone down her mouth now look"

"That girl beating her ass, well now we get to split the money between us" They laughed and kept watching.

I let shit play out because shorty was coming crazy at Erin for no reason other than jealousy and I was shocked to see she could throw hands that good.

"Bitch lemme go" Erin had a death grip on her hair, holding her head down while she hit her with uppercuts that made loud popping noises anytime her fist connected with the strippers face.

"Aight, aight, aight"

Blacc stepped in trying to get Erin to calm down, her knuckles had blood from the strippers eyebrow bleeding.

"You a hating ass bitch" I wrapped my arms around Erin's waist yanking her away from the section " I'm bougie right? my hands aren't though baby girl"

Erin snatched herself out of my arms sticking her tongue out and twerking, the stripper made the worst mistake of her life by grabbing a bottle and chucking it in our direction, Erin took off on her ass again grabbing the stripper and throwing her into the table knocking down most of the bottles.

"NAYBAHOOOOOOD" Slim yelled jumping up and down hype at how Erin was holding her own while he recorded the fight.

"You got me fucked up bitch"

Erin gritted her teeth mushing shorty head into the table, she reached back with her free hand picking up a botte of Grey Goose dousing her with it.

"Get her Nip before they lock her up" Blacc pointed to the security coming in.

"Damn Tanisha she knotted you up and fucked up your only good frontal"

"Fuck ya'll why ya'll ain't help me?"

"Girl did you see how crazy she was? I wasn't trying to be her next victim"

The strippers friend told her touching her knots lightly while I picked Erin up in the air carrying her to the exit.

"Yo little high class ass was throwing hands"

I took her outside to my whip getting some napkins to wipe her hands off, Erin was huffing and puffing I could tell she was ready for another round in the ring.

"On hood my sister gonna be lit when she see dis online"

"Can we go back inside?"

"Nah Boog you can't go back in there obviously bitches in dis club can't stand a female taking they shine dats why shorty was hating"

Erin shrugged still clenching her hands into a fist, I got another blunt from my center console lighting it and giving it over to her.

"Here calm yo nerves Boog, yo adrenaline going too hard"

Erin got up in the car like she was earlier smoking the blunt, flexing her fingers to make sure her shit was straight.

"Bitch fucked up my nails" She looked at her broken nails on both hands.

"It's whatever I'll pay for you to get them redone tomorrow"

: Blacc just called me, Erin was throwing them Hollywood hands? who got the video? I need entertainment while I have contractions.

Any other time I would have been turned off that a female I took out got into a fight but watching Erin show she wasn't just a sweet innocent woman with bread from the Hills, she showed tonight that she would go to war for being disrespected like I would and that shit had me feeling her even more.

"You look too nice to let dis night go to waste over some hating ass stripper"

"So what do you want to do?"

"It's a twenty four hour Korean spa in downtown LA we can hit up so you can get some massages to make sure you ain't sore in da morning"

Erin smiled with her eyes slightly red and low, passing me back the blunt.

"You gonna spend that type of money on me?"

"Shit we gotta use up these ones somewhere and after you showed your loyalty by fighting for da both of us and da party for Cane you deserve dis"

"Do I deserve a night of some sober dick too?"

"You tryna use up the rest of dat box of condoms?"

Erin laughed sitting back down in her chair, I stopped at the red light resting my hand on her thigh.

" You can't get off that many rounds Nipsey"

"I ain't trying to squeeze it all into tonight, I'm trying to get it everyday"