Red

I just left Brent's house, trying to confront that nigga about my fucking money and he wasn't home...

I pull into my driveway, parking my car before getting out.

I search through all of my keys before finding the one for my front door, I put the key in and walk inside..

The smell of food hits my nose.

I walk into the kitchen seeing China..

"What's that?" I ask China

She jumps, startled because she didn't hear me come in.

"You scared me, I'm making fried ribs" China tells me.

"Fried ribs? it smell good as hell" I tell her kissing her cheek from behind her.

I ain't never had fried ribs before..

I pick up a piece of the rib that she already cooked, taking a bite.

"It taste good as hell too" I tell her while eating another piece.

She smiles.

"You like my hair?" She asks me.

"You know I do" I answer, licking my lips at her fine ass.

She got a dark red lace front wig..

"I have a question.." China speaks, nervously biting her bottom lip.

"What's up?" I ask, leaning on the counter and eating another piece of her fried ribs.

"Can I go out with Lola tonight?"

"Out where?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"Like to the club" She answers softly.

"China we been doing good I-" I start to speak and she cuts me off.

"Red please ? It'll only be for a few hours, Lola just wants to get her mind off of her sister for one night and I'm her only friend" China tells me talking super fast, trying to plead her case.

I sigh

"It better only be a few hours for real and if anybody tell me that they saw you at the club with some nigga, you gone regret it" I tell her shrugging my shoulders.

She nods "Understood" She says with a smile.

I eat another one of her fried ribs.

.......

China

"Why you got to wear that little ass dress?" Red asks me furring his eyebrows as I look at my outfit in the mirror.

"It's not that little" I answer him while sitting down to put on my stilettos.

I'm wearing a black, sparkly dress with laces on the side that show my skin.

"It look little as fuck to me" Red continues.

I stand up, walking over to the dresser to put on my diamond necklace and watch.

"Red you bought me this dress when you took me shopping" I tell him

"If I would've known you was gone wear it out without me, I would've never bought it" He tells me.

I giggle while spraying on my perfume.

.........

Lola and I enter the club, loud music instantly fills my ears..

Lola grabs my hand and we make our way through the crowd of people, finding seats near the bar.

"I want to drink so bad but the way this baby set up" Lola says in my ear.

I laugh.

"You got the blunt?" Lola asks me.

"Yeah, in my purse" I answer before pulling our backwood out of my purse.

I light it up, taking a puff.

"Period, we lit" Lola says as I pass her the backwood.

"Period" I reply doing the period hands, swiping my hand underneath my chin.

I look around the packed club at everyone dancing, drinking, smoking and just chilling..

I watch as a light skin man walks up to Lola..

He whispers something in her ear.

Lola smiles before looking at me.

"Do you mind if I go dance with him? I won't go if you don't want me to j-" Lola starts to speak and I cut her off.

"Girl go ahead, I'll be right here" I tell her, waving her off.

I want her to have fun

"Thank you" Lola tells me while handing me the backwood.

She smiles at me, raising both of her eyebrows before grabbing the man's hand and walking away with him..

"Fuck, now I have to pee" I say to myself.

I stand up and walk towards the bathroom..

Making it to the bathroom, I go into a stall and pee while standing up.

I hear talking as other girls enter the bathroom.

"That chocolate nigga so damn fine" I hear one girl speak.

"Girl right, I can tell he a real get money nigga. I'd let him nut all in my throat" Another girl says.

"Bitch me first" someone else speaks

They all start to laugh.

I flush the toilet with my shoe, pulling my dress down before leaving the stall.

Three girls look at me, instantly mean mugging...

Do I know these bitches?

I ignore them, washing my hands..

I grab a few paper towels, drying my hands before walking past them and out of the bathroom.

"Hating ass hoes" I say to myself as I make my way back towards the bar.

Someone bumps into me, almost making me fall...

I look up at the person, noticing that it's Brent.

"Brent?" I ask.

"China, what's up China" Brent says slurring his words.

He's obviously drunk...

"Why you got that little ass dress on?" Brent asks causing me to look down at my dress.

It's not that little...

"Wait you ain't my bitch, I forgot, you just put that good pussy on a nigga then you gone like the fucking wind" Brent slurs with a chuckle.

"Brent you're drunk" I tell him as he starts searching his pockets for something.

His Amiri hat falls off of his head, showing his waves.

"Here's my keys" Brent announces while holding his keys up in the air.

"You're driving?" I ask him concerned as I pick up his hat.

"Yeah, you think I fucking walked here or something?!" He asks aggressively before stumbling towards the exit of the club.

"Brent" I call after him.

He's not in driving condition...

"Brent" I yell again as someone bumps my shoulder.

I look, noticing that it's the girls from the bathroom...

They all mean mug me.

"The fuck they looking at?" Lola asks walking over to me.

"Girl that's what I'm trying to figure out" I tell her.

Lola looks them up and down, mean mugging them back.

She grabs my hand and leads me back towards our seats at the bar..

"Who's hat?" Lola asks me confused.

I look down at my hand seeing Brents Amiri hat.

"Brent" I shout, remembering that he's drunk.

"Lola I have to go make sure Brent is okay" I tell her, kind of panicking.

"Okay go ahead" Lola tells me nodding and looking concerned.

I run towards the exit of the club..

I get outside, looking around for Brent..

I spot him by his black Tesla.

"Brent" I yell running over to him, stopping his car door before he closes it.

"What?" Brent asks me, still trying to close his car door but I won't let him.

"You can't drive" I tell him softly.

"Yes I can, I have my license" Brent tells me while closing his eyes and leaning his head back into his seat.

"Brent please just let me drive you home and I'll Uber myself back up here to my car"

I would feel so bad if I let him drive off drunk and something happens to him...

"Brent" I speak again because he's dozing off.

He instantly jumps up, pulling his gun out.

"What's up?" He asks pointing his gun.

"Put that down and get into the passenger seat!" I demand, hoping he'll listen...

He slowly puts his gun down and climbs over his arm rest, getting on the passenger side of his car.

I let out a breath of relief before getting into the drivers seat, I close the door and start his car up...Driving to his house.

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◾️I don't know how I feel about this chapter lol, next chapter will be better. Thank y'all so much for reading. WE AT 20K 🥹🖤. XOXO..