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I woke up the next morning feeling very guilty as I looked at Diane who was sleeping peacefully in my arms. I messed up real bad. There’s a girl who I love like my life depends on it and I’ve just cheated on her.
Freeing myself from her hold, I stood up scratching my head and walked straight into the bathroom with my phone hoping to get in contact with my main girl.
She picked up at the third ring sounding both upset and worried at the same time. Gosh! Girls can be a real pain in the neck.
After I’d finished up with the call, I hurriedly showered and dressed up sneaking out of the house undetected by Diane who was still sleeping prolly dreaming of all the sweet nothings that I’d told her last night. Right now, I need to get out of town and await for positive responses from both my security guard and Diane as well.
Kiki
I woke up at about eleven in the morning stretching tiredly on the bed.
My eyes widened in Surprise as I saw Dwayne sitting on a stool beside my bed watching me with a small smile on his face.
“Hey sleepy Doll.” He greeted baring his sparkling white teeth.
“How’d you get inside?” I asked cluelessly.
“Front door. I got an extra key.” He said raising a key in the air.
“I don’t remember giving you an extra key to my house.” I ranted.
“Well, I borrowed it from the bunch.” He said with a shrug.
“You mean you stole it.” I clapped back hitting him on the chest.
“How’d you get to Detroit so fast anyway?”
“I took a flight back and forth.” He said proudly.
“You’re kidding me right?” I asked in disbelief raising both brows.
“Real time serious.” He responded with a smirk as he got up from the stool and climbed into the bed with me.
“So what were you doing there this time around?” I asked with a great deal of interest.
“Family business.” He stated and I nodded losing interest in the topic instantly as he began kissing on my neck and turning me on. Gosh!
“Do you know how much I’ve always wanted to do this with you?” He asked in a whisper as he flipped me over getting on top.
“You don’t say.” I managed to voice out slowly in a moan.
***
Two weeks later……
“Girrrrrrrrl I’m so glad that you’re back in action.” Erica screamed ecstatically jumping up and down to the beat of the Chris Brown song which was banging loud from the clubhouse.
“Me too Darling.” I yelled happily as I whipped out my phone to make a video for my Instagram.
In the middle of filming our dance video, the entrance door opened and Ashley walked into the room looking pretty morose. Urgh!
“Hey Ashley Sweetie, how was your time on hiatus?” I mocked with a little chuckle but she stood there unable to say anything.
“I think the cat got her tongue.” Erica joked and we both started laughing.
“She reminds me of a Joyner Lucas song uhm…’pretty with a face full of scars and a…”
“Mouth full of cavities” Erica completed and we started up another round of laughter.
“I got plans for the both of you.” She spat out angrily and stormed out of the room as we kept laughing.
“Need y’all onstage now!” Our manager screamed as he opened the door and popped his head in. Man’s got zero chill.
“Just a sec.” I replied applying some lipstick.”
“Where’s Ashley?” He asked as he walked into the room.
“I got no idea.” Erica replied with a voice that depicted no iota of emotion as we both got out of the room heading out to the stage. I’ve missed the poles.
***
“Hey D! What took you so long to get here?” I yelled to Dwayne over the loud trap music as we disengaged from our kiss.
“Got held up by a customer plus, I took a cab down here.” Dwayne said sounding really stressed out as he took a seat in the VIP.
“I’ll see you later. Gotta get back to work now.” I said and turned round walking out of the VIP shaking my hips to the beat.
“What up Sweetheart?” A dude who looked like some gangster hailed and took hold of my wrist dragging me back.
“Hey boo, care for a dance?” I offered and he smiled widely holding up two hundred dollar bills.
I got closer to him and he stuffed the money under the lacy bra that I was wearing.
As I danced for him, a little something in my head told me to look at Dwayne’s direction in the VIP. I’m sure Dude’s already at his boiling point but I paid no mind to that.
I rounded up for the night and returned to the dressing room where I changed back into the mini skirt and matching crop top I had worn earlier on and walked back into the club to meet with Dwayne.
“Someone wants to stay pretty for someone.” Erica joked as we got back into the clubhouse and noticed that my makeup was still untouched.
“Mind your bidness B.” I said sticking my tongue out at her.
After drinking some water, she bid me and Dwayne goodnight before leaving with her boyfriend.
“I don’t like this dress.” Dwayne said as he took a closer look at me.
“Why’s that babe? What’s wrong with my clothes?” I queried also taking another look at myself.
“Shows off too much skin.” He declared.
“Seriously? I’m a stripper Dwayne. I mean you saw me minutes ago…
“Flirting with another guy in my presence. No qualms.” He cut me off looking away. Gosh, this dude is just too jealous.
“I wasn’t flirting with him D, I was only doing my job.” I said pleadingly.
“Let’s get out of here.” He said coldly standing up and together, we walked out of the club hand in hand.
“You’re my woman now Doll, and I’m a very jealous lover. I think it’s time for you to quit this job.” He said calmly and my eyes widened as perplexity set in immediately.
“You can’t just tell me to quit my job Dwayne.” I protested as he started up my car pulling out of the parking lot.
“This is my only means of survival Dwayne. I dropped outta highschool remember?” I ranted on.
“Then start a business.” He chipped in.
“It sounds easy for you to say Dwayne but I don’t got no skill, no educational qualifications and no business experience.” I yelled like I was going to cry.
“For how long do you want to do this job uhn? Forever? Look, I can take care of you even if you don’t wanna do anything else for life Doll. I just hate the fact that I gotta share you gangsters, thugs, old men and the likes of em.” Dwayne preached on and I shut my eyes tight as I took in everything he was saying. This is why I didn’t want to get in a relationship.
“I’ll think about it D.” I said conclusively and he kept quiet speeding up the car.
***
As soon as we got back home, me and Dwayne showered together before heading back downstairs to have dinner.
A few minutes into the meal, my phone rang and I discovered that it was Jason- Erica’s boyfriend calling. Erica just developed some pretty bad rashes all over her face and has been rushed to the hospital.
Me and Dwayne quickly dumped the food we were eating and rushed over to the hospital.
By the time we got there, she was already asleep. Well, according to the doctor, it was some kind of allergy to some chemicals contained in her makeup.
He went on to explain that she hadn’t been rushed earlier to the hospital then her face would have been permanently damaged for real.
That’s ridiculous. We’ve been using the same makeup products for years now and nothing of such nature has ever happened. I’m gonna have to find out which of the cosmetics could have caused this.
This is so scary!
***
I left the hospital the next evening after Erica woke up and insisted on going home since her face was almost back to normal though it looked a little bit swollen with scratch marks from the excessive amount of scratching she did before being rushed to the hospital.
Getting back home at about seven in the evening, I found Dwayne who had left the hospital earlier in the morning busy cooking dinner prolly to bring to me in the hospital.
“Is that for me?” I said with a little smile pointing at the delicious looking chicken salad in a to go plate on the countertop.
“You wish! I got me a new chick in the ville.” He smirked wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Bet she gon be ugly and scrawny.” I mocked before claiming his lips for a kiss.
While we were still absorbed in the kiss, the sound of glass shattering on the left wing of the house forcing us to break the kiss.
“Did you hear that?” I queried in fright.
“Sure did.” Dwayne replied and took out a knife from the rack while I ran to the living room and brought out my gun from under the couch where I usually hide it.
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