About two hours later, I was pressed - to say the least.
"We are not flat ironing my hair. Periodt. I do not give a fuck what you say."
"I don't want you to, trust me. But, it'll make you less recognizable since you're known for never wearing straight hair. Plus, it'll make Ximenes happy. "
"More of a reason not to."
"Plea-"
"I'll do a lace front wig, for a maximum of a month, then I want my fucking box braids back."
"Pinky promise you'll do it?"
"Yes" I replied, linking my pinkies with Ade.
"Ha, dumbass. All I wanted was a lace front" he snickered
"Suck my dick"
"Love you too"
"If you loved me you'd let me keep my braids."
"Whatever. I love you enough to have know you'd do a lace front."
"That's not love, that's evil."
"Take the dub goddamn"
"Fine. Now pay attention, you're gonna miss something." I snapped as I turned my head back to the car window. We were waiting in Ade's other car outside a club in new york. My titties were struggling to breathe in a push up bra under my tight black romper. Ade was wearing something I didn't bother to look at because I was 99% sure it was a thirst trap meant for dumb bitches and I wasn't finna be a dumb bitch. Moving back to my own thirst trap, my soon to be missed box braids were piled in a bun, my lips were painted a dark nude brown, and my feet were killing me in black thigh high boots. I made eyes on our target and smacked the shit out of Ade.
"Bro-"
"Let's fucking go!" We cooly tumbled out of the car and Ade attempted to be slick by grabbing my hip until I elbowed him in the stomach.
"You know this isn't gonna be the only time we'll have to look like a couple right?"
"I'm sorry I can't locate the fucks I give." I turned to a random guy walking in and asked "Do you have any fucks to give? I'm all out."
"Nah, but I could have you in bed tonight witcho fine ass...." he slurred as Ade cackled.
"Yeah okay bye...." I scoffed and sped up gripping Ade as a "desperate drunk male" blocker.
"That's what you get for feeling yourself, as if I wanna hold your bony ass."
"Bitch you know I ain't bony I'm just slim thick"
"I see the slim, but where's the thick?"
"Shut the fuck up with your chubby ass."
"For the last time, it's muscle ."Ade rolled his eyes continued on to the target as I walked towards the security office. Part of the reason for my all black attire was it could be mistaken for the waitress uniform which would make it much easier for me to slide into places I shouldn't. As I opened the door into the back and slipped on an apron, I made my way down the staff hall pretending to do random 'staffy' things with my head down and slipped into the office silently. Before he could even turn to see who had arrived, I darted to his chair and pressed the soaked cloth hidden in my pocket to his face with all my strength until eventually he stopped struggling and fell limp. I lowered him to the ground slowly, whispering "sorry" before covering his eyes with a blindfold in case he woke up early and locking the door (I walked in just as the shifts changed, poor guy didn't even have a chance to lock the door himself). I tuned into the cameras nearest to Ade, plugged in my earphones, turned on the microphone and decided to test if it was working.
"BITCH" I whisper yelled into the mic and laughed as I saw Ade almost trip over a waiter.
"Ma'am-" he started
"Oh good the mic is working! Do you see her?"
"You're so damn aggravating."
"Luv you too. Now shush, I see her. Hurry up, I wanna go eat."
"Fat ass" he snorted and I just rolled my eyes and set an alarm on my phone to beat him up later, I needed him to focus right now. He finally found our target, and if you put my face side by side with that evil patrick meme, we'd have to re-evaluate my paternity. I turned down my mic and turned up the volume. I changed a couple controls so the biggest screens were the rooms I knew Ade would go through and kept an eye on the others just in case he needed to be warned of anything. I finally began to pick up some of the conversation.
"I heard you would drop by tonight", she breathed. She was pretty, her skin tan, her hair extremely thick and dark, with hazel eyes framed by winged eyeliner and plump lips painted red. Her dress was navy blue and I guess some might say it was slutty, but I thought it was cute. She was thick so her ass and tits were showcased as the dress hung on her every curve. I know when to admit a bitch is fine, and she was fine as hell."Really?" he questioned.
"Yup" she replied as she took a sip of her champagne, "What brings you here? You denied my invitations like a dozen times."
"Lola, as much as it's a joy to see you, I presumed anything more than an acquaintanceship with you would be inappropriate. You're with my best friend."
"Was. I was with your best friend."
"Oh?"
"He was.....may we talk about this somewhere less crowded?"
She got up and I switched screens as Ade followed her into a private room. This was an extremely elite club so down a hall there were rooms for those important enough with champagne and plush sitting areas for business and whatever else. The club claimed these rooms had no cameras but just as I presumed, after I little shuffling through the security control functions that proved to be a lie. Nearly microscopic cameras were already installed, seemingly waiting to be turned on whenever the owners decide to set a trap. All of a sudden my mind began to connect the dots, 'Bitches always be lying. I wonder how much footage on people they have...doesn't X hang out here a lot....OH MY FUCKING GOD! I hopped up from my seat and started shuffling through every drawer and box in the office. After three minutes I realized two things. The passcode to the safe, and that I had left my best friend alone in a room with someone who willingly fucked a psychopath. I ran back to my earbuds, tuned into his microphone, and seethed.
"- you have something I want and I have something you need. It's a simple trade."
"I'm not desperate." Ade bit back.
" I know you aren't. But here's the thing, I also know that you aren't asking me where X and I were that week because you're interested in our breakup. You made it very clear you didn't want me before I ever met him. In fact. the only reason I got with him was because I wanted to get to you.." she whispered. They were sitting opposite from each other and slowly the snake had slithered in front of him with her arms sliding down his shoulders. Ade lifted an eyebrow, shrugged her off, and laughed.
"Tell him that then. Does it look like I care?"
"Oops. Sorry, I forgot to tell you another thing I know. One word from me, and your career, and your life, ends. You do all this bullshit like you're holier than everyone on the goddamn planet. You're twenty-one, hot, and rich. We all know you're probably fucking different girls every night, so why not me? You've always treated me like less than with your bullshit condescension, and X treated me like I wasn't human. You're both disgusting people, but here's the difference between you and him. No matter how high and mighty and rich you get, I will always be above you here. I suffered for years, and nothing came from it. I was humiliated and abused only to learn that the guy I did it all for had been busy fucking some high school aged whore. Yes, I know about that pbs kids looking hoe you've been gallivanting around with the whole day. Don't you ever think I'm not watching. You have a choice, make all my suffering worth it, for just one night. Break up with her, and marry me. I know after we...consummate the marriage... you'll feel the same way and maybe all of this would've been worth it. But, if you don't we can divorce. You only have to marry me for one night."
"Lola don't think I don't know when you're playing a game. This is about more than your lil crush on me, and this isn't you. What's going on with you? You may be mentally ill, but I don't think you're ill enough to think I'll give you half my money in a divorce."
"There won't be a divorce baby."
"I promise you your box ain't as magical as you think it is. If it was, X probably wouldn't have needed to find a 'high school whore'."
"You fucking- you know what? I can always get the justice I deserve another way...You know I have connects to the head of the new york bloods. I make one phone call and you won't be able to show your face without getting jumped. Its your choice."
"Sweetheart, I am the second richest man in the world. I can afford something called security."
"Can you afford to go to jail for rape and attempted murder? Lets see if your lil friend wants to stay with you then. I will go full gone girl on your ass, does it look like I give a flying fuck? I have nothing left and that means i have nothing left to lose. The bitch that y'all used to fuck around with is gone. I will get my payback and I don't give a fuck how. Don't you worry, X will get his too. Just make this easier for yourself... I promise, this could be fun..."
I heard something unzip and before she could even finish her sentence I leapt out of my chair, protocol and incriminating recording forgotten. Stomach churning, I sprinted down the hall as people probably realized I wasn't part of the staff. My tight romper chafed everywhere as I sprinted but I kept going, making a mental note to go back to wearing baggy clothes. When I reached the main floor of the club, I realized Ade was no longer with me to make the guards ignore the fact that they hadn't checked my ID. I have a baby face so I looked almost more under-aged than I was. I sprinted upstairs anyways and out of the corner of my eye I was 90% sure I saw X. As I tried to slide past him my stomach flipped because I was also 99% sure that if that was X, he had seen me. I picked up speed and somehow I was going so fast that when the guards attempted to stop me they fumbled and I slid across the rug leading to the private rooms. My knee was now skinned and bleeding but I ignored it as I tried to remember which room the devil had led Ade. When I finally burst through the door I thanked god it was the right one then promptly grabbed the bitch by the throat, dragged her off Ade, and onto the ground.
"You must be out of your goddamn mind. " I almost stopped to look at Ade as Lola wriggled under me, gripping my neck.
"He's mine!"
"Bitch does it look like I give a fuck about him? He can be yours for all I care but if you fucking touch him, that shit better be consensual and not through blackmail you fucking roach!"
She scratched down my chest and tore my romper open as her face slowly turned purple and I banged her head against the floor. After a minute Ade realized what was happening and dragged me off of her as I continued to kick her in the ribs. "Stop it! She isn't worth the energy" he said and this bitch still had the audacity to open her bloody mouth and speak.
"It's not my fault you can't control your man. Maybe he wants someone who ain't built like a brick!"
I fake lunged at her, laughing when she flinched and turned to respond to Ade "What if she blames the injuries I gave her on you and goes with the rape story anyways? What do we do with her?" Ade just rolled his eyes and squatted to the floor next to Layla who was now sobbing.
"The only reason your ass didn't get knocked the fuck out is because I knew she would do it for me. Now if you so much as think about executing that first grade reading level ass plan you concocted, I will finish what she started, and I'm sure she'll help. Now Imma ask you again, where did you and X go on vacation when he cheated on you?"
"Lagos. I didn't really understand it either, why not Bora Bora or like Paris or some shit? "
"Shut the fuck up and cry more quietly you inadequate pathetic creature." I snapped and tugged Ade "You got it, now we need to go. He's here." I yelled as I opened the huge window. I hopped on the rim and dropped as I felt the cold air whipping past my face and Ade screaming in the distance.