“He can’t love her too much if he got one of his bottle girls pregnant,” Misty replied.
“That’s fucked up. Lexus is a sweet girl but this is not the job for her. She’s too shy and timid,” Pinky said as she puckered her lips to make sure her lipstick was on point.
“I agree. She was asking about becoming a dancer and I had to stop myself from laughing,” Misty giggled.
She just so happened to walk in on Lexus crying in the bathroom one day. Misty tried to offer her comfort while getting in her business at the same time. When Lexus inquired about dancing, Misty almost laughed in her face. Lexus was cute with a nice body but it took more than that to be a stripper. You had to have tough skin and be prepared for whatever. Twin Tails was the most popular club in New Orleans and the crowd was always thick. Lexus was barely able to handle being a bottle girl. Dancing was ten times worse. Misty had seen niggas beat their dicks while she was on stage and a few of them shot their loads right on her. She didn’t mind if they were big tippers. She got the bouncers to deal with the ones who weren’t.
When Lexus told her that she thought she was pregnant, Misty really didn’t care. It wasn’t until Lexus told her about messing with Remo did she become interested. Misty told her how to handle the situation and Lexus did everything that she said. Lexus found out that she was indeed pregnant and she showed Misty the paperwork to prove it. Misty tried telling her how to finesse some cash out of Remo, but she was too afraid. Remo had her shook after their first encounter and she steered clear of him as much as she could. She still confided in Misty for a while but Lexus started acting weird after that. She didn’t really talk to Misty anymore and she was very vague with her whenever she did. Misty didn’t really care because she already knew enough.
“Hell no. She’s not even a good bottle girl. Niggas grab her ass and she be about to cry,” Pinky said, pulling Misty out of her thoughts.
“Exactly and that’s probably why Remo approached her. She’s gullible and he knew it,” Misty replied.
“Girl, we better get back out there before them crazy ass twins be trying to fire us,” Pinky laughed as she ran her fingers through her long hot pink hair.
When they left, Kalani walked out of the stall and washed her hands. She was fuming as she made her way out of the bathroom. Misty watched her with an amused smirk as she made her way upstairs to Nas and Remo’s office. Her job was done and she’d accomplished what she set out to do.
“What’s up baby?” Remo smiled when Kalani walked into his office. He was sitting behind the desk but he got up to hug her.
“Nah nigga, don’t put your dirty ass hands on me,” Kalani fumed as she pushed him away.
“The fuck did I do this time?” Remo questioned as he held his hands out in confusion.
“I’m so sick of this shit Kareem, I swear I am. I’m just ready to find me an apartment and a new job too. I’m ready to give you all your shit back and move the fuck on,” Kalani fumed.
“What are you talking about Kalani? I didn’t even do shit,” Remo replied with an angry frown.
“So, getting another bitch pregnant is considered nothing to you?” Kalani wanted to know.
“Man, I don’t know who the fuck told you that but they got me wrong. I’m not fucking nobody but you. I’ve been doing good baby. You even said so yourself. I don’t even be talking to nobody,” Remo swore as his heart started to beat a little faster.
He knew that Kalani had to be talking about the bottle girl but that was a done deal. Remo hadn’t been on no bullshit since he stopped dealing with her. It had been all about Kalani and it always would be. He was done with entertaining anybody else. He was running out of chances with her and he knew it. Remo was nervous as hell and he needed Nas there to help him out.
“Don’t lie to me, Kareem. You already know that the truth will come out eventually. I’m done with your ass if I find out anything,” Kalani promised.
“Baby, I’m not lying. I don’t know why you be listening to those birds. All the fuck they do is chirp,” Remo fussed, right as his phone started vibrating in his pocket. Nas was calling just like he always did whenever his brother needed him. Too bad Remo couldn’t answer.
“Call her up here. I want to hear the shit from her mouth,” Kalani said. She also wanted to see how Lexus and Remo would react while in each other’s presence.
“Are you serious right now?” Remo asked.
“Do you see me smiling nigga?” Kalani countered angrily. “Do what the fuck I said!”
She watched as Remo picked up his phone and called Bee. “What’s up cuz?” Bee asked when he answered.
“Aye bruh, send Lauren up here right quick,” Remo requested.
“Who?” Bee questioned.
“The new bottle girl nigga! I don’t know the bitch name,” Remo yelled.
“Oh, you mean Lexus. Alright, I’m on it cuz,” Bee said before he hung up.
Kalani paced the floor as she waited for the other woman to come up. Remo was a nervous wreck but he prayed that Lexus didn’t say anything to incriminate him. He would kill her stupid ass if she did. When he heard soft knocks at the door, Remo jumped up to go answer it. He wanted to threatened Lexus with his eyes but he never got the chance.
“Sit your dog ass down. I got it,” Kalani said as she walked over to the door. When she opened it, she saw the look of shock on Lexus’ face when she saw her.
“Um, hey. Bee said that Remo wanted to see me,” Lexus said nervously.
“No, I wanted to see you,” Kalani corrected
“Okay. What’s up?” Lexus questioned as she tried to appear as calm as possible. She saw the look of anger and nervousness on Remo’s face and she already knew what was up.
“I’m not one to beat around the bush, so I’m coming straight out with the shit. Are you fucking Remo and are you pregnant with his baby?” Kalani questioned.
“Wow. I was not expecting that at all,” Lexus said, seemingly offended by Kalani’s questions. There was no way that she was going to be honest and risk getting killed by Remo. She was ready to put on her big girl thongs and give the best performance of her life.
“Yeah, well that makes two of us. It’s fucked up that it has to even come to this,” Kalani flippantly replied as she frowned at Remo.
“But to answer your question, no, I’m not nor have I ever slept with Remo. And no, I’m not pregnant either. I have a boyfriend. If I was pregnant, he would be the father. I can’t believe that somebody threw me in some mess like that. I barely even talk to anybody. I come here to make money and nothing more,” Lexus said, as Remo visibly relaxed.
Some of what she said was true though. She was no longer pregnant because she’d had an abortion two weeks before. She showed Nas proof that she was pregnant and he gave her the money to terminate it. Lexus made sure to get the birth control shot the following week and she went on with her life.
“I’m sorry for having to come at you like this but Kareem is known for fucking the help. He’s also known to lie about doing it,” Kalani said, interrupting her thoughts.
“Man, I told you that I was telling the truth,” Remo spoke up.
“Shut the fuck up Kareem! I shouldn’t even have to go through all this bullshit behind your sad ass,” Kalani fussed. Lexus was shocked when Remo closed his mouth like an obedient child. Everybody always said that he didn’t play with Kalani and she was seeing it with her own eyes.
“I understand Kalani but whoever told you that is lying. Remo has never even looked at me in an inappropriate way. It’s always been business and nothing more,” Lexus swore. She enjoyed the money and tips that she made at the club but maybe it was time for her to find another job. She had never been in so much mess before in her life and she was over it.
“Okay, thanks Lexus,” Kalani replied as she opened the door to let her out.
“You need to stop believing everything that you hear,” Remo said as he walked up to Kalani and wrapped his arms around her waist.
; “Nigga please. I hope you don’t think I believed nothing that hoe just said. I don’t know if you threatened her or what but I can spot a liar from a mile away. That bitch was scared to death up in here,” Kalani replied.
“I love you, baby,” Remo said as he kissed her and hugged her tighter. Kalani wasn’t stupid, so he didn’t even respond to the comment that she had just made. She had no proof, so he was innocent until she could prove that he was guilty.
“I love you too, baby. Oh, and I want Misty gone by the end of the week. Her time is up,” Kalani said as she gave his lips one final kiss before walking out of the office.
She didn’t give a damn how much money Misty made for the club. It was time for that bitch to go. Kalani didn’t object to her working there after she had her baby because that was mostly on Nas. He was married to her sister, so he felt somewhat obligated. Since he and Milan were no longer together, all of Misty’s passes had run out. When Kalani walked out of the office, Misty’s eyes were right on her. She smiled as she looked at her and Kalani smiled right back. She was sure that they were smiling for different reasons, but Kalani was going to have the last laugh.
“Don’t go over there on no bullshit Naseem. I’m not worried about a damn thing that Milan is saying on Instagram,” Stori said as she talked on the phone with Nas.
“I’m not worried about that shit either. I already know that the bitch is lying. I’m just tired of playing these childish ass games with her stupid ass,” Nas replied.
“Okay, well I’ll see you later,” Stori said before she hung up the phone.
Stori was on her grown woman shit, so Milan didn’t really bother her with the childish games that she played. Milan was posting a positive pregnancy test all over Instagram, claiming to be pregnant. She was tagging Nas in everything, saying that he was already being a deadbeat. Although she was trying to get pregnant while they were together, Nas knew in his heart that she was lying. Milan hadn’t called him once before she started posting all over social media. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with the foolishness but he was over the dramatics.
Stori was everything that he thought she would be and more. Nobody was going to get in the way of them being together and he put his life on that. She was helping Nas build his credit and he had already received two credit cards in his name. It might not have seemed like much to some, but that was a huge accomplishment to him. Stori made him want to do better and no other woman had ever made him feel that way. The lawyer that Latrice hooked them up with was on his job and he and Remo were a few steps closer to having a blemish free criminal record. Things were looking up and he wasn’t going to let anyone ruin it. Milan needed to know her place and he had to get at Danni too. She had been blowing his phone up like crazy and he was over her ass too.
Sighing heavily, Nas got out of his car and headed up the stairs and knocked on Milan’s front door. He didn’t even tell her that he was coming but he knew that she would welcome him in. Everything that she did was to get his attention and he was finally giving her some. Milan claimed to be pregnant, but he smelled the weed as soon as he stepped on the porch.
“Who is it?” Milan yelled.
“It’s me, Milan. Open the door,” Nas replied. Although she was right there, it took her about three minutes before Milan finally opened the door. When Nas looked at what she had on, he knew exactly why. Milan must have hurriedly changed into some black boy cut underwear with a black crop top to match. Nas couldn’t even lie, she was fine as fuck but she still didn’t have nothing on Stori. She tried to mask the potent weed smell with air freshener but it was a waste of her time.
“What are you doing here Naseem?” Milan asked. She was happy as hell to see him but she didn’t want her excitement to show.
“The fuck you mean? This is obviously what you wanted since you keep posting all that dumb shit on Instagram. You wanted some attention, so what’s up?” Nas asked as he folded his arms and looked down at her.
“How is me announcing my pregnancy wanting some attention?” Milan asked.
“That’s bullshit Milan. If you were really pregnant, I should have been the first one that you called,” Nas pointed out.
“You never even answer the phone for me!” Milan yelled.
“That’s because you’re always calling with some bullshit. I don’t have time to play games with you,” Nas said.
“Well, me having your baby is not bullshit,” Milan replied as she turned and walked away.
Nas was a man before he was anything else, so he looked at her ass as soon as she did. He smirked as Milan flopped down on the sofa.
“Am I supposed to take your word Milan? I know you don’t think I’m that dumb. You can buy a positive pregnancy test online. Get up and meet me in the bathroom,” Nas said as he pulled out the test that he got from the store from his front pocket.
“Seriously Nas? I have the paperwork to prove it,” Milan said as he jumped up and grabbed her purse.
She pulled out some papers and shoved them into his hand. He took one look at the paperwork and laughed before throwing it back at her.
“That shit is bogus. It’s a copy Milan. Stop trying to insult my intelligence,” Nas argued.
“What are you talking about Naseem? It is a copy that I got from the doctor’s office,” Milan swore.
“Man, I got shit to do Milan. Are you coming to piss on the stick or not? My girl is cooking and I’m hungry as fuck,” Nas said while rubbing his rock hard stomach.
“Your girl?” Milan yelled as he cocked her head to the side and glared at him.
“That’s what I said,” Nas replied.
“Fuck you and that bitch. Tell that hoe that she got seven more months until she’s a step mama,” Milan said.
“I’m gone. I don’t have time for the games,” Nas said as he headed for the door right as Misty opened it.
She was carrying Summer and her diaper bag when she walked into the house. She mean mugged Nas but he laughed at her facial expression. Kalani made Remo fire her two weeks ago and she had been in her feelings ever since. They weren’t even going to lose any money because she had already been replaced. Two chicks messaged Nas on Instagram inquiring about a job. They were bad as fuck and Nas hired them on the spot. They used to dance at another club and some of their regulars became regulars at Twin Tails. Money was lovely and Misty would not be missed.
“You good Milan?” Misty asked her sister.
“Yeah, I’m straight. Fuck Naseem. Me and my baby will be good without him,” Milan argued.
“Fuck you too, bitch. And by the way, your tampon string is hanging out,” Nas laughed as he walked out of the house.
Milan felt stupid but she refused to let him have the last word. She jumped up from the sofa and ran outside after him.
“That’s because I’ve been having complications. Thanks to you, I’m stressed the fuck out and bleeding!” Milan yelled.
“Stop making a fool of yourself Milan. Faking a pregnancy is played the fuck out. High school girls don’t even do that kind of shit no more. I guess you’ll be posting that you had a miscarriage next. Who raised you hoes to act like this?” Nas laughed as he got into his car.
“Fuck you, Naseem! Me and my baby don’t need shit from you. I hate your bitch ass,” Milan cried as he pulled away from her house.
“Crazy ass bitch,” Nas said as he shook his head and drove away.
He was sitting back waiting for Milan to pull some dumb shit and he didn’t have to wait very long. When Lexus quit the club two weeks ago, she told him everything that Misty had done. Misty got a pregnancy test for Lexus to take but she never told her why she wanted her to do it. She even asked Lexus for a copy of her papers from the doctor and Lexus foolishly complied. Misty knew that the younger woman was naïve and it worked in her favor. Not even a week later, Milan started posting all that dumb shit about being pregnant online. Nas had already peeped game and he was two steps ahead of them.
Just like he’d assumed, a week later, Mi
lan was posting that she’d suffered a miscarriage. Nas laughed as he read all the messages of condolences that people were sending her. Milan was an attention seeker and they were giving her just what she was looking for. Nas was done with her. The only thing he was waiting on was their divorce to be finalized. He didn’t have any paperwork to prove it but he already had a new wife.
I t had been two whole months since Gavin and Stori separated and he felt like he was losing his mind. He and Stori had slept in the same bed for over two years and he was having a hard time letting go. Gavin had never had a relationship longer than six months. He had never come close to loving a woman enough to even think about marrying her. Stori came along and changed all that. She was Gavin’s dream woman in more ways than one. He did everything to make her see that he was the one for her.
He saw how much she loved Toi, so he used that knowledge to his advantage. He started buying Toi gifts and doing little things that he knew she liked. Once he had her wrapped around his finger, he started working on Stori. Things took longer than expected but he finally got the girl of his dreams. It didn’t matter that Stori confessed to not being in love with him. He was confident that it would happen eventually. Cheating on her was the dumbest thing that he’d ever done and he regretted it. He just needed to see her and plead his case one last time. He was sure that seeing the sincerity in his eyes would at least make her think twice. He missed her and it seemed as if he was more in love with her now than he was before.
When Gavin pulled up to her house, he didn’t see her car but that wasn’t unusual. Stori usually parked in her garage while he always parked out front. The lights were on in the shop and two other cars were parked out front. Gavin took a deep breath to calm himself down before he got out of his car. He didn’t know what Stori’s reaction would be but he just needed to see her.
When he walked into the shop, two ladies were sitting under the dryers. They both looked up and spoke when Gavin walked in. Stori wasn’t down there, so Gavin made his way upstairs to find her. He looked in the kitchen first before going upstairs to the bedrooms. He heard water running in the master bath and he made his way towards the sound. As soon as he got into the bathroom, he paused at the sight before him. Stori had the water running in the sink as she kneeled in front of the toilet, throwing up. That alone was a sight in itself. But, it was nothing compared to the positive pregnancy test that was still sitting on the counter.
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