Broken Promises

Chapter 23 : Reborn

Jayden

I ain't like them other niggas, you see that I'm different
I creep on the late night, I stay on a mission
Got all types of different bitches
Pussy wet and dripping, I feel like sipping
I eat the pussy with precision
6 rings, Jordan, Pippen
I do gymnastics with a brick and flip it
Money to the ceiling, no, I ain't tripping
No conversation
These niggas bitches be texting and sending emojis
But no, I don't say shit
He try to hang with the homies but tell on the gang
Boy, you a straight bitch
And now your girl coming over give me that booty
Know it's amazing, loving these bitches
Got into trouble with bitches, can't fuck with these bitches

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Baby, you know who I am
And girl, I know just who you are (Hol' up)
We ain't gotta rush into shit
'Cause being in love is too hard (Hol' up)
I'm tired of all these flashing lights
Girl, we should just fuck in the dark
Once you let me hit it
I'ma get to switching, different positions
Have that ass wishing that I was your nigga (Ooh, woah)
Wishing that I was your nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah

Chris Brown ~ Wishing

I sat in my VIP section in my club looking around at folks do stupid shìt. I haven't been to this club since I got back with Tiff stupid ass.

"Hi, do you want any bottles?" I heard sweet voice asked me. I blew out my smoke and looked to my left.

"No sweetheart I'm good, who hired you?" I said curious. I know all of my workers, even when I'm not here. "Oh Tince hired me yesterday. I'm a bottle girl and a bartender" she said with a small smile. "Really? I haven't heard of you but I want a drink now that you said you're a bartender. Make me anything. If you try to drug me, you'll be in a river tomorrow" I said dead ass. I'll be a fool to trust another bitch.

"Okay" she said nervously. She put her things down and walked to the bar in my VIP section. I took the time to look over her body and was surprised. I loved the way she was shaped. Everybody don't have to be shaped like a coke bottle. She begin to make the drink like a damn pro.

When she was done, she walked back over to me with a small smile. I took the drink and prayed over it before taking a sip. This shit was actually good asf.

"I'm sorry if it's nasty or isn't str- Hush" I said looking at her. "Whats your name and age?" I said drinking all of the drink. "I'm Isabella Clay and I'm 23" she said smiling. "What are you doing in a club?" I asked looking at the crowd. "I'm in college and it's not easy to pay for it" she explained.

"Good, how about I make you head bartender? That's $20 a hour baby girl" I said blowing my smoke out and looking at her. "Oh my gosh are you serious?!?" She said excited ash. I chuckled and nodded my head.

"Wow thank you so much!" She said hugging me. I only nodded my head and smirked at her and looked back at the crowd.

All I got in me now is helping folks out, ain't nun wrong with a little extra help. Turns out my baby girl ain't even mine. I'm waiting for my boys test results now. I can't believe Tiff did this to me man, shit crazy.

"Hay are you okay?" Isabella asked holding her tray. "Nah but I'm okay ima grown ass man, I'll get through it" I said looking at her with low eyes. "We can talk about it over lunch tomorrow if you would like, I'm about to leave to go home now" she said looking at me. "Is that a date" I smirked looking at her. "Only if you make it one" she said laughing.