Unthinkable

Gotta learn.

I sat up and went to walk out of the door.

"Danni I'm telling you because I love you. You don't need to be going to RJ's especially not wit Vita."

"And Trey I'm telling you I'm not about to sit in this house all night."

"Fine then be fucking hard headed and go! Go!"

I stomped out of the room and called Vita. She was glad to hear that had changed my mind and would be there to get me around 10:30. I took a shower and got dressed and Trey was still at home waiting around for Dion to pick him up. When I walked downstairs. I heard him laugh.

"What's so funny?"

I said going to grab a juice out of the refrigerator.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going dressed like that?"

"What?"

Okay I admit it the outfit was a little smut-ish but Vita and I thought it would be cute to dress alike. Just some denim shorts and a distressed t-shirt with the matching coach sneakers. Nothing to really complain about. But okay maybe the shorts were really short and the shirt was really slit up but I mean. I had on a bra.

"You think youVita Jr or some shit Danni?"

"Oh my gosh! When I go out with you dressed like this, no problem."

"You never have. "

"It's not even that serious."

He walked up to me and pinched my ass that was hanging out of my shorts

"Your ass is hanging out of them damned shorts Danni! What the fuck! You're not going out like that."

"Oh yeah, watch me."

As soon as the words left my lips I saw Vita's mustang pulled up. Grabbing my stuff that was by the door I looked back at Trey who was still standing there his hands balled into a fist. Shaking his head.

"Don't wait up."

I slid out the door and I felt his eyes burning a hole through my back. I told you two could play this game.

Sitting in the parking lot of RJ"s the smoke in Vita's mustang was thick. We were two L's in and the bottle of Grey Goose we had copped before coming was a distant memory. I was tore up. Too tore up. I promised God if I made it out of this one okay I would get my act together. For real. No more fighting with Trey, no more fighting with Marcus. Trey was right. It looked like a hole in the wall and the more I watched people crowd inside I was just wondering to myself where they were putting all of these bodies. The girls were half dressed, even more so than Vita and I and the boys pulled up in their tricked out cars. Sitting on rims bigger than anything meant to fit on most cars. The ballers were out and on the prowl. And Vita was on the prowl for them. After dousing ourselves in body spray and getting ourselves together enough to look sober we walked up to the line. A lot of grunts and cat calls came our way but Vita just ignored them.

"Niggas who tryna get a bitch before you even step foot in the club is broke or cheap. Shit at least buy me a drink if you tryna get my attention."

She said as we walked through the door. It was packed. A one room club with the DJ of into a corner. Girls were in the middle of the dance floor practically stripping with their clothes still on and the dudes were drunk grabbing any pussy moving throwing wads of money in the air. Vita smiled, something told me she was used to this. Me on the other hand, not so much. I regretted not listening to Trey and was about to call him to come get me when I felt a hand on the small of my back.

"Shawty you new around here? I ain't never seen that ass before."

Some dude wit a gold grill and dreads said wrapping his arms around me forcing my body to his. I tried to push away but his grip was tight.

"Why you trying to front on me baby?"

"I'm good."

"You good? What you got a boyfriend or some shit?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well he must not be doing something right for you to be out here by yourself looking like you do. You beggin for a nigga attention and you got mines."

"Umm thanks for the compliment, but, I gotta catch up with my friend."

He finally let me go.

"I'mma catch you before the end of the night."

He smiled showing the diamonds in his two front teeth as I turned and darted towards the bar where Vita stood.

"Girl that was Dice! You should have got his number."

"Who the fuck is Dice and why would I? You know I'm with Trey."

"Girl please, that nigga Dice trick like it ain't shit and the rumors I done heard he can lay it down too."

I shook my head. My eyelids started to feel heavy, the effects of my high and drunk state were kicking in. The bartender brought me and Vita each a shot of Tequila and after that I was officially done. Vita hyped me up and somehow we ended up in the middle of the floor cutting up. Dancing around. All eyes were on us. But I wasn't at home waiting for Trey and I was starting to enjoy myself. My worry had went away, and with it my better decision making. He told me his name was Dice, he was 24 and people knew him around here. Before I knew it Vita was out of my sight and I was at some booth with him hugged up. Drinking, and talking. I was so wrapped up in the liquor I didn't notice the guy walking over to the table. Hell I didn't notice that him and Dice had started arguing. All I heard was the sound of the gun shots that ensued after, and after that everything went quiet for a few seconds. I ducked breathing in sharply just to make sure that I was still able too. After patting myself around and finding no traces of blood. I crawled hands and knees to the nearest exit. I ran around the building following the crowd to the parking lot, Vita's mustang no where to be found. Tears came to my eyes and I started to panic. Checking my back pocket I was relieved to find my cell phone. I called once, he didn't answer. I called again, he didn't answer. I called a third time, the screen read connected......