Chapter 25
“How long do you think sucking my dick going to help you pay off your debt?”
“I didn’t ask for you to show your ass up at my fucking club either. Now you can take the head or wait on the goddamn money.”
I was up to my ear in debt with one of my old niggas.
He helped me get the club, and in return we were supposed to split the damn profit, but I caught his ass cheating with his assistant who turned out to be his fucking wife.
So, in my true fashion, I switched up all the paperwork, opened the club and had a restraining order taken out on him.
He still managed to not give a fuck and get past my security to get in the club.
“Pinkie, I want my damn money or I’m going to be forced to kill your ass. My fucking wife left me because of you. I don’t give a fuck about you, really, but your pussy good and your head good too, so do what the fuck you do but I still want my money.”
“I don’t have no money.”
“I beg to differ. Your Chanel bag, shoes, and this fucking hair tells me otherwise. And that new car you got downstairs…it screams money.”
“To get you off my back you just want the startup money, right?”
“Nah, that was not our agreement. Don’t fucking play with me, Pinkie.”
Heavy was a sexy ass nigga that I let play for a few years.
He had my heart and he could do no wrong.
The nigga taught me the game, and I was able to turn the shit around and use it on him.
The nigga had good dick which is why I let him fool me into thinking he was going to eventually leave his wife.
He wasn’t fooling me now by telling me his wife left him.
That bitch wasn’t leaving him behind my bullshit.
Any nigga I fucked with women never left them.
I was the ultimate side bitch. I stayed out of their bitch way as long as she stayed out of mine.
Heavy had his own money, but he was too addicted to me to let go of our deal.
I went one full year without him popping up on me.
If his wife only knew what he was up to.
I had the money in the safe to give to him but that wasn’t going to stop his dog ass from wanting to see me.
I could get what I want from him but he broke me down.
Made me the hoe that I am today so all I gave a fuck about was cash and busting a nut when I wanted to.
“So, you want the cash?” I sashayed to my safe and put the code in. I walked back to him with two stacks of money and slammed it down in front of him. “Here’s your cash and now you can leave.”
“I guess I’ll see you next month.”
“No, you won’t! That’s enough money for your ass to disappear.”
“Says who? You got to have more than some weak ass restraining order you got against me.”
“What else you want from me?”
“Pinkie, don’t play with me. You know what the fuck I’m really here for.” I pulled my pink g-string to the side and waited for Heavy to do what he was best at.
Three hours later, I was home and had showered all my damn sins off.
I fixed my hair, put some fresh clothes on and I was back out the door to make my appointment in time.
The weather had changed since I made it home and it was now raining so hard that I was upset that I didn’t park in my garage.
Grabbing an umbrella, and making my way to my car but once I got outside, there was no need for me to go anywhere. All four of my tires were flat.
“Who the fuck?” I walked up to my car and looked to see stab marks all over my tires.
This shit had Summer’s name all over it, but I wasn’t bothered at all.
A bitch like me always had something else in my pocket.
I hit the key to lift my garage door to reveal my brand-new Mercedes that I bought over three months ago.
Nobody was going to think they played me, and I was going to spend her nigga money to get my shit fixed again.
Fuck she thought this was? I picked up my phone to connect it to my car so I could call Law.
“This ain’t the time,” he spoke into the phone.
“You better make some time because your baby mama just came to my house and flattened all four of my tires.”
“It’s pouring down raining and she’s sick. What makes you think she did some shit like that?”
“Who the fuck else mad about some dick?”
“She’s home in the bed.”
“You sure about that? Are you there with her right now?”
“No, I’m out making moves but I know she’s home. Fuck you questioning me for?”
“Like I said, your bitch did it and I need them fixed.”
“How much?”
“Five grand.”
“Ain’t no muthafuckin’ tires five grand but I’ll send it to you. How the hell you get my number anyway?”
Your mama gave it to me,” I said before hanging up in his face.
I don’t care how many times he changed his number, he wasn’t going to be able to forget me.
He had me saved in his phone under a water emoji.
Summer could have him as long as when I called, he brought the dick to me.
I pulled out of my garage and went on about my day.
It was bitches like Sumer that thought she could ruin a bitch day but she was only taking money out her house when she fucked my shit up.
I had good insurance on my cars. I didn’t need his money but it gave me great satisfaction to take from her.
That’s just like she thought Ms. Mae was her best damn friend, but I learned you couldn’t trust niggas’ mama’s either.
Whoever the nigga fucking with at the time is who the family fuck with.
If Summer took the time to stop beefing with me then I could teach her dumb ass a few things.
Poor thing thought Law was going to stop fucking around with me, she was a damn fool.
I don’t care what she did at home; I was deep throating unlike any other bitch.