July 5, 2013. 11:27PM.
Golden Temptation Strip Club.
Cleopatra
I saw. Messiah. I did a mental checklist quickly in my head. Big greenish-brown eyes. (Check) Deep voice. (Check) Tall. (Check) High yellow skin complexion. (Check)
Our eyes met. I stopped what I was doing and stood frozen. My palms and feet were sweating so much I could of sworn I would fall out of my six inch heels any second. I wanted to run off the stage but couldn't. Our gazes were still locked on each other. I dropped my head in embarrassment. “This was never the way I wanted him to find out,” I thought.
Shaking his head from side to side he turned his head causing our gazes to break. I finished my routine and quickly headed back towards the tiny dressing room.
“AYEEEEEE GIRL, YOU DID AMAZING!!!” Kandice yelled from the doorway entrance. I mumbled under my breath, “Thanks.”
Messiah
I couldn't believe what I just saw. So me and my fam's chillin’ having a good time and then I saw Cleo. At first I thought I was just trippin’.After all, I did have quite a few blunts and I thought maybe I was just missing her. “It had to be her though,” I thought. Before we met eyes, I couldn't help but let my eyes roam all over her curvaceous body. It was just so dang beautiful. That's when our gazes locked for a second. It dawned on me that not just me and my niggas seen her half naked but other people could too. In total disgust I shook my head and quickly turned away. I saw Kandice was a stripper as well. I knew already how her body looked so I was used to it. She told me I could see Cleo and that she was in the dressing room. After telling Cleo she did amazing, which I am pretty sure Cleo already knew, she got the two other girls out and closed the door behind them leaving me and Cleo in a small room. She was half naked and I was very lit.
The music outside the door was booming but in this room it was quiet.
“Why?” I asked leaning back on a wobbly stool.
“Why what?” She asked still facing the dresser mirror.
“Why are you here?!” I exclaimed.
“I gotta do what I gotta do to survive.” She said nonchalantly.
"I mean I can understand that but-," She cut me off raising quickly from her chair.
“BUT WHAT MESSIAH? WHY IS YOU STEADY IN MY BUSINESS? YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE! YOU DON'T KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO HAVE YOUR PURITY TAKEN AWAY FROM YOU! TO FEEL LIKE YOU’RE DAMAGED GOOD THAT'S WAITING TO BE THROWN OUT! TO THINK THAT EVERYDAY YOU WAKE UP YOU HAVE PEOPLE WANTING TO MAKE YOU’RE LIFE A LIVING HELL! TO THINK ABOUT SUICIDE! TO THINK ABOUT KILLING ALL THE NIGGAS THAT HURT YOU!”
At this time she was just bawling deeply into my arms. We both sat in the corner of the room. I was holding her and she was grabbing me by my clothes. Then suddenly she ...