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BETRAYAL

   
DREAM
   Looking down at my iPhone 15 I noticed it was a little past 12am. It was a warm early Saturday morning and from all the liquor we just consumed before arriving to the club I was feeling just right.

Honestly I'm terrified of going back to the condo.I knew black been calling and texting me all night spazzing out like a crazy man. We got into an argument earlier over him finding out I was stripping at club ENVY. I'm 22 years old I can do whatever I please.

His homeboy Jamal caught me at the club last night even though we agreed to never tell Black. I should've known he was going to tell him. Jamal hated me from the first day Black introduced me to him.

  I honestly don't care though. This wouldn't be the first person to judge me and wouldn't be the last. So tonight I decided to get out and have a good time I needed space.

Ida, my childhood friend since we were 5 called me that morning to check in on me. Letting her in on the scoop she quickly got herself together so she could take my mind off the things that happened with black.

  We went to brunch to have our weekly love and hip hop session on our lives and then headed for the mall for a outfit for the night. We planned to go bar hopping with people we knew around the way.

  I settled for a tight short fitted dress that showed my curves and breast with matching heels and accessories. While Ida chose a tight long dress that showed off her curves with matching stilettos.
    
      Even though I'm feeling good my mind still wondered back to black. I hated an insecure ass man. Especially when I'm out just tryna make us money. Being a stripper was the hardest job ever. Everybody say your sleeping with everyone, everybody think you a hoe, and everybody think you're not capable of most things like many people with regular jobs.

It's exhausting , and it's hard for me to actually find love. So I came to conclusion that I didn't want to date. I also don't mention the fact that I'm a stripper when I first meet someone I actually like. It's hard to explain and a man will never understand from a woman perspective.
    
I met Black over a year ago out in California for business and we been stuck like glue every since. I understand where he is coming from honestly because I wouldn't want my ol lady shaking ass in some club but I'm only stripping for my future.

I'm currently enrolled in college for nursing and I graduate soon. I'm just trying to make all ends so I can be straight in school. So I don't really care what people think because this is my future and I will do whatever to get the win.
     
Meeting Black was different though I will say. Now working at the strip club I done met all type of men. I never made a move on any because when I'm at the club it's strictly about my cash. It wasn't like that with black though. I instantly fell in love the first day with us just meeting.
                                
First Day Black and Dream Met
    
I was grocery shopping like any other human being on a Saturday morning just after a hour workout. I decided to start eating more healthier so I can be stronger when it came to working the pole. Turning a corner heading to the fruit section I immediately hit something that felt like a brick wall. It instantly knocked me into the ground.

"Watch where the fuck you going", I screamed while tryna reframe myself. I was ready to kick whoever ass this was. Looking up at who knocked me down I damn near fainted again. There he was standing at 6'0, dreads all down his back, tattoos covering his neck and body. Baby I ain't want to fight no more. This man was gorgeous.