Lucille "Lucky"🍀
The rain washed away the little cold weather that was in Harlem. Now, everything was just humid and wet. Still, Lucky was able to sit out on the stoops and smoke.
Her feet tapped against the concrete as she pulled on her blunt. She held the smoke in just to savor it. She noticed that a familiar girl was walking across the street towards her way, Lucky exhaled the smoke and sucked her teeth.
"Biiitch!" The girl called out while showing off her pearly whites.
"What's up, Jenny?"
Jenny walked over and leaned on the stoop rail while scanning Lucky over. She couldn't believe how fast Lucky changed in just a year. She was no longer skinny-she had definitely picked up a few pounds. She was sitting on the stoops dressed in a shirt with some waistband shorts and slides. Jenny noticed that Lucky's ass was showing through her shorts and she couldn't help but to be turned on a little.
"You know me...I'm out here grinding." Jenny replied back while running her fingers through her blonde colored hair. Clearly her hair was naturally black but she added color to it.
"What you doing?" Lucky asked with a head nod. "Still scamming?"
Lucky noticed the little expensive shit she had on. Jenny was carrying around an iPhone X with the Apple Watch to match it. Her clothing was expensive but yet comfy. She was dressed down in a black Balmain shirt with leggings and some Balmain sneakers to match her fit.
Jenny pursed her pink full lips and placed her eyes on Lucky. "Bitch no, I got my own little side hustle. I do nails and makeup."
"Oh yeah?"
"For real though." Jenny assured her. "I got my own nail shop...it's on Lenox Avenue."
"Alright." Lucky was in total shock. She wanted to know how the broad end up getting her own fucking nail shop. She knew Jenny since the ninth grade and she was always treacherous when money was involved. At fifteen, Lucky remembered seeing Jenny with multiple credit-cards, EBT cards, and cash. She would take Lucky out to McDonald's and sometimes she would buy her a clothes and shit.
Lucky was just surprised to see Jenny's so-called growth. She didn't want to believe her until she placed her eyes on Jenny's shop. She knew that the girl could lie.
"I'll have to check it out. I really need my nails done." Lucky looked down at her natural nails and noticed that they were in good condition. They were all even and she had clear polish on them to keep them from cracking.
"Stop by...I'll do your shit for free. Just because you're an old friend of mine."
Lucky's eyes widen as she sat up and flicked her roach into the wet road. "For real?" She said after blowing out the little smoke she was holding in. "What's the name of your shop?"
"Jenneva's Glam Bar." Jenny replied back while looking at her phone. "You should come down and see what the deal is. I do makeup, waxes, and nails. It'll be on me."
"Shit." Lucky smirked, showing her braces. "Since you put it that way, I'll be at your shop tomorrow."
Jenny smiled while taking a seat beside Lucky. "That's what I like to hear."
They sat there for a while and talked until Jenny brought up a nerve-wrecking topic.
"So...I heard you had Gunner killed, did you?"
"What? Where you hear that from?" Lucky asked with an eye roll. She was a little agitated by Jenny's question. She was tired of people asking her that bullshit. She didn't kill Gunner-Silas and his boy Teddy pulled the trigger, not her. She was just an innocent bystander. She had no idea that Gunner owed Ramses money for drugs that he got credit for.
"No." Lucky shook her head calmly.
"Well, last year everybody was saying you did it. I mean you disappeared and made shit suspicious."
"I left to get away from that shit, that's what I did." Lucky lied. Silas was the one who kidnapped her ass and took her to Philly.
"Shit was crazy when you left and it's even crazier now. Some old lady was a witness but she somehow disappeared. They couldn't even get her to testify."
"Well, I went to court for that shit and I'm out now. I didn't kill him so when somebody else brings this shit up to you, you tell them to ask me. I'll just fuck em' up for asking that dumb ass question."
"I just wanted to hear it from the horse's mouth, that's all." Jenny replied back. "You know his wife died months later after he got popped."
"I heard."
"Yeah..." Jenny shook her head. "I wonder who Gunner was fucking with because they didn't come to play with his ass."
"Probably some deranged nigga..." Lucky replied back while thinking about Silas. She kind of figured his ass was crazy. The nigga was just too damn quiet for her and he didn't talk that much. He liked to sit around and observe shit with his own eyes.
"Her mom had to take her kids in...shit is just sad."
Lucky didn't say anything. She was in fact terrified that Gunner's kids had to grow up without their parents but she blamed him for being so irresponsible. He didn't pay Ramses for fronting him work and he had to go. Simple as that. Ramses was not to fucked with and Lucky was a witness of that. Literally a witness. Her pop's street creditability saved her life from being taken.
"I saw Briana the other day with her little girl. Man, I didn't even know shorty was pregnant."
"Yeah, her hot ass was pregnant but Cali cooled her down...a whole lot. She's like a human birth control." Lucky laughed a little and so did Jenny.
"Who her baby daddy?"
Lucky wasn't feeling the questions that Jenny was asking. The bitch was so damn nosy but Lucky wasn't surprised. Jenny always asked a lot of questions.
"This guy...from around the way." Lucky replied back.
"Around the way huh?" Jenny cut her eyes at Lucky because she wasn't being straight up with her. Lucky didn't feel the need to tell her who her sister's baby daddy was. If she wanted an legit answer then she should have asked Briana.
"That's right."
"Umm..." Jenny scoffed while gently wiping away imaginary crumbs and lint from her clothes.
Lucky stayed quiet. She was just waiting for the girl to leave so she could go in the house and lay down.
"I need to be going. My man wants me to cook tonight so I have to go to the store." Jenny stood up with her phone in her hand.
"Who you fucking with? It better not be that nigga Travis." Lucky said to her.
"Hell no." Jenny replied back quickly. "Travis and I are done...we've been done. But this guy that I'm seeing now, you don't know him. My man is from Florida. His name is Zook."
"Zook? I'm not surprised...southern niggas always got them funny ass nicknames." Lucky teased. Jenny laughed.
"Yeah, his nickname is stupid as hell but he's fine so he gets a pass." Jenny commented.
"But yeah, put your number in my phone so I can fuck with you tomorrow. You can come by the shop and get your nails done and get whatever else you want."
Lucky took the girl's phone and entered her name and number. She was more than ready for her to leave but she didn't mind putting her number in the phone. Lucky was going to take advantage of the free shit Jenny was offering.
"Who you staying with?" Jenny asked nosily. "I'm surprised you're not by Kendra, but I don't know where she's staying since she lost her apartment."
Lucky decided to keep it short. She didn't give a fuck about Kendra, her sister was supposed to be staying with their uncle but Lucky didn't know about now.
"You know Bliss, I'm staying with her."
"Oh..." Jenny gaped her mouth while looking at the building. "Y'all still friends huh?"
"Um hm..." Lucky hummed while nodding her head. Bliss and Jenny didn't like each other too much. Bliss felt like Jenny was trying to steal Lucky away from her and Jenny felt like Bliss was trying to prevent Lucky from hanging out with her. They had an actual rachet fight over Lucky when they were seventeen and they haven't spoken to each other since then.
"Well." Jenny rolled her eyes upwards. "Call me later bitch. We need to catch up."
Lucky nodded her head and watched as Jenny walked across the street. She hopped inside her all white Jag and quickly left.
Lucky envied Jenny right now. Old girl was riding around in a brand new Jag as if that was normal in their neighborhood.
"Damn, she got that shop and her nigga probably got mad loot." Lucky said to herself while gazing off. She needed something to give. Working at Walmart was all good but she needed some quick cash. She was trying to leave Bliss' place so she could get her own shit. She wanted her own house and her own car. She wanted her material items to be fully paid off-no rental type shit.
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Lucky had clocked out and now she was buying something to eat. She didn't eat during her break time since she wasn't hungry but now she was a little starved.
"Damn." Some grown ass nigga swooned as he stared at her ample booty that she couldn't help but to showcase. Lucky was still in uniform so the khaki pants cuffed her ass perfectly. Her ass wasn't wide or real big but it was fat and sitting up.
She peered over her shoulders to check the guy out. She didn't find that shit cute at all. Lucky was actually getting tired of niggas cat-calling her out and making sexual comments about her body. At first, that shit made her feel good about herself but after hearing it for a while, she grew tired of it.
She rolled her eyes at him while grabbing her bags.
"Oh it's like that?" The man asked. He was a stubby looking nigga and he had long unkempt dreads. Tattoos were all over his arms and he had a tear drop tatted on the side of his eye.
Lucky ignored him.
"Well fuck you then, dumb bitch." He commented back.
"No, fuck you. You fat nappy-headed motherfucka. Go lose some weight." She commented back, catching a few eyes from the customers. Lucky didn't give a fuck, she was off clock and she was not about to let him slide with that rude ass comment.
She was kind of pissed off because that wasn't the first time today she had been called a bitch. Niggas act like they couldn't handle rejection at all. As soon as you decline their offer, they wanna call you names and say slick shit that would have you wondering why they even tried fucking with you in the first place.
She unlocked the doors to Bliss' car and hopped in. Immediately, she pulled off while turning the music down. Her mind started racing when she thought about the cash that was in her account.
"I have about...seven hundred dollars in the bank right now. I need to move but I also need to make some more money so I can move. I know a two-bedroom is gonna cost me." Lucky sighed while stopping at the red light.
"I need to get a loan or something...my credit is okay. I want to borrow at least fifteen-thousand-dollars. I can probably find an apartment to move into and pay down on a car or truck..."
"Asking Tommy for the money is an automatic no. I don't need no nigga to buy me things. Especially when they just take the shit back." Lucky ranted while touching her chest. A lone tear cascaded down her face as she thought about her necklace that Silas had gifted her.
"Fuck that nigga, I don't need him. He better hope I don't catch him fucking around, I might just kill his ass." She threatened while wiping her tears. Suddenly, rain just started pouring down out of nowhere and she had to turn on the windshield wipers to get a clear view of the road.
When she made it to the house, she tossed the keys over to Bliss who had Cali in her arms. She was busy feeding her since Briana was no where around.
"Where's Bri?"
"Huh?"
Lucky folded her arms while looking around. Clearly, she was pissed off. She had told Briana not to leave the house today but old girl wanted to do her.
"Where is Briana?"
"She uh..." Bliss dragged. "She left with some guy."
"And you let her?" Lucky asked with a frown on her face. "After I told her she couldn't go anywhere."
"I can't tell her shit. She's not gonna listen anyway."
"You should've told her dumb ass to stay at home with her own fucking baby." Lucky snapped while walking towards the back.
Bliss could still hear her fussing.
"She needs to stay at home with her own baby. I don't need her going out and making more. We're barely getting by! I don't even keep her baby so I don't know why you're doing it!"
"And you should've made her stay at home Bliss. She would still be here if you told her to watch her own baby. Don't watch Cali for Briana unless she's doing something productive. Leaving this house to get some dick is not what she should be doing. She needs to go back to Job Corp so she can finish school."
"Alright..." Bliss remarked. She really didn't have a comeback because Lucky was telling the truth.
"Wait until she gets here..." Lucky stated while flopping down on the couch beside Bliss. She took Cali out of her arms and held her niece.
"I'mma punch the shit out of her. You hear me Cali-your mama gone be on the floor knocked out."
Cali smiled at Lucky while grabbing one of her curly tendrils. She managed to pull on it. She tried putting the hair in her mouth but Lucky prevented her from doing so.
"Whats his name?" Lucky asked Bliss out of the blue. "The guy Briana is with-do you know his name?"
"I don't know his name."
Lucky tossed her head but and sighed. Bliss was so irresponsible to her. Her sister could be on her way to a building where teenage girls were being held by men for sex trafficking right now.
"You don't know?" She reiterated.
"Briana rushed out, I only got a glimpse of him."
Lucky doubled her lips. "It's probably Kareem. He's been giving my sister looks and shit. I'mma kill him and I'mma kill Bri."
"No, it's not him. I don't know who the guys is...but it's definitely not him. Kareem has long hair, this guy has a low haircut."
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"Fuck." Silas breathed as Denise rode him. She swung her wavy weave over her shoulders and pressed her hands on his chest. She circled her hips against his pelvis while trying to take all of him.
"Damn, this dick is so good." She moaned while throwing her head back. She closed her eyes and had the biggest orgasm ever. Silas watched as she buckled and rode him faster, he decided to match her pattern and ended up releasing after four more strokes.
"Watch out." He tapped her on the ass and she moved from on-top of him. She laid there in her bed and pulled her blanket over her naked body while eyeing him. He scratched his head out of stress while searching the floor for his boxers. When he found them, he slid them on and took a seat on the edge of the bed.
Denise watched as he retrieved his blunt that was in the ash tray and lit it.
"Are you okay?"
"Straight." Silas half-answered while puffing on the blunt.
"You're not acting like it."
"Well I am." Silas retorted back as he looked over at Denise. She was fine as fuck and she didn't look a day over thirty. Silas assumed it was just that old saying, "black don't crack" because she didn't have any wrinkles. Her bare face was clear and shiny.
She looked twenty-three instead of forty-three.
"Well since you're straight. I need to talk to you about something." Denise started. "I've been feeling real sick lately and throwing up. I took a pregnancy test and it had two lines. I knew I was pregnant because I haven't had my cycle."
Silas laughed a little.
"What's funny?" Denise asked him while furrowing her eyebrows.
"You still having periods? At forty-three?"
"What are you trying to say? I'm not old. Yes, I still have my fucking periods and you got me pregnant."
"Woah, woah, woah. Hold the fuck up. So you can get pregnant? All this time I've been fucking you and nutting in you and now you're pregnant all of a sudden. The fuck is this man?"
"I was on birth control. I was taking the shot but I had to get off of it." Denise reasoned.
"Mannnn." Silas drawled while palming his face. He had way too many kids and he kept getting bitches pregnant because he didn't like rubbers.
"Why you didn't tell me you got off your birth control?"
Denise only shrugged. She knew her time was running out so she decided to get pregnant by Silas. She really didn't want a baby but she didn't want to regret not having any kids in her later age.
"What you mean? Why the fuck are shrugging? You just trapped me yo. You fucking trapped me. I don't want another kid. I have two already and I barely spend time with them." He stated honestly.
Denise still stayed quiet.
"Fuck man!" Silas bellowed.
"We've been using condoms and shit." Silas reasoned.
"Silas, that's a lie. We only fucked twice with a rubber. You took the other one off the other day because you said it didn't feel right-remember?"
"Man I got too many kids already." He said while hitting the dresser with his bare hand. "Two is enough for me."
Denise just laid there and watched him. She was hoping the news would make him happy but she could see that he was pissed off.
"If you don't want kids then why are you fucking without protection?"
"Look, just shut the fuck up right now. Shut up. I don't want to hear that bull shit." He argued while snatching his jeans off the floor.
Denise stayed quiet because she didn't want to test him. Silas was way too big to wrestling with and she didn't want to try him when he was upset.
Her heart was hurting as she watched him get dress. She wanted to be with him so badly but she knew that he wasn't going to settle down with her. Her age was in the way and she sometimes wished she was younger so she could have him to herself. Deep down, she felt like Silas was just using her for sex. He knew she could put it on him and that was it.
"So what are we gonna do about this?" Denise asked him while standing up. Her perfect figure caught Silas' eye but he wasn't stunting it at the moment. He was trying to figure out what he was going to do with the babies he was making. Taking care of them was one thing but he didn't really want kids and he wished he had used protection with all of his baby mommas. He was pumping babies in the wrong women.
"Go to the doctor first. You don't know what the fuck that could be. Remember you're forty-three. You might be going through something."
Denise's feelings were hurt. She knew for a fact that her body was in good heath. "Nigga I'm healthy. Like I said, I'm pregnant and you're the father."
"I don't know that." Silas shrugged his shoulders. "I know for a fact that you been giving your pussy away to other niggas. I'm not claiming shit until I get a blood test and you better show me a ultrasound." Silas walked off after making his statement.
Denise frowned while grabbing her phone. She was about to tell Queen her tea but she couldn't since Silas was her son.
"Damn, And I can't tell Lorraine either. She'll snitch."
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Silas "Sy⚡️"
"Silas, my nigga." Some tall and slender looking guy said as he walked up towards Silas.
"I thought you was locked up:" Silas stated with a shocked expression as he clasped his hand with the guy and did a handshake. He couldn't believe that his old friend, Tyrell, was out of prison.
"I've been out for a minute." Tyrell replied back while scratching his head.
"Oh, yeah?" Silas nodded while leaning on his car. He was posted up at the store with a box of chicken in his hand. He was basically in the hood which is why he caught up with his old friend. "I didn't even know. I'm surprised the streets wasn't talking."
"They was talking." Tyrell replied back. "You just don't fuck with nobody."
Silas shook his head. It was true, he barely fucked with the niggas out in Philly. He stayed to himself most of the time. He would be seen with Teddy, Kori, or either Kolby and that was it. Now, after he gave Teddy that good ass whipping-he had been hanging around his brothers and cousin.
"But look here man...I'm out and my pockets are dry. You know I got kids to feed. The FEDs cleaned me out. They seized all of my bank accounts, took my house, the cars...Me and wifey living in the projects now. I never thought I would have to go back there and now Kennesha flipping burgers and shit for three hundred dollars a week at McDonald's...and I can't even find a job. This shit is not getting us by Silas."
"I'm out of work. I'm not doing shit really." Silas told him. Of course he was working for his dad as a hitman but that was their business. He didn't have to tell his old friend shit. Silas was a quiet person, he didn't run his mouth. He didn't like to tell people his moves and he definitely wasn't telling Tyrell about his hustle.
He didn't like the predicament his old friend was in but he couldn't do shit about it. Silas was barely getting by himself. He had a little cash but it wasn't in the millions. He had mouths to feed as well-formula didn't run him cheap.
"Damn man." Tyrell cursed. He was feeling down because he just knew that Silas was going to help him get on his feet. "Try talking to your pops. I need some work bad bro..."
"I'll see what I can do...I don't know what he'll have available but I'll check." Silas replied back while placing his box down.
"That's all I need to hear." Tyrell's whole demeanor changed as he clasped hands with Silas once again.
They talked for a few more minutes until Tyrell left and so did Silas. He was busy riding around in his car with a blunt in his mouth. He pulled tokes from it while looking down at his phone. He pressed on Kori's contact and put it on the speaker.
Kori answered the phone after the third ring.
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"Wait a minute, So I won't be able to get loan because I have little income?" Lucky asked the woman who was busy chewing on her gum. She had the ugliest attitude and Luck was close to dragging her ass.
"That's what I said." The woman retorted while throwing her braids back. She had box braids in her hair and Lucky wanted to snatch them out of her head.
"This is some bullshit, for real." Lucky cursed while running her fingers through her curly hair. She grabbed her purse while pursing her lips up.
"Ma'am, you're only eighteen-years-old. You have little credit history, little income, and you don't have enough work history. You came in here wanting to get a fifteen-thousand-dollar loan. How you expect to pay off this loan when you're only make a little amount of money a week?"
"That's none of your damn business." Lucky retorted with a frown on her pretty face. "Your job is to give me my damn loan, not to tell me what I can fucking afford to pay off."
Some of the customers, who were in the store, turned their attention on Lucky but she didn't give a fuck. She wanted her loan and she wanted it now. She had shit to do, Luck wanted a house and a cheap little car to ride around in.
"I understand that but I can't give it to you." The lady tried reasoning with Lucky. Some Caucasian man walked behind the employee and whispered something in her ear. Lucky assumed that he was her manager or something.
"I apologize for my poor customer service. Since I can't give your fifteen thousand dollars, I can offer you something else that's in your budget range to pay off." The employee tapped away on her computer and noticed Lucky's credit score once again-her score was good. She really didn't have anything on her credit. The employee just automatically assumed that the girl's credit was bad. In her opinion, Lucky was a hood rat with no class.
Luck rolled her eyes but she sat there anyway.
"Alright..." The lady said while turning her attention to Lucky. "The maximum amount we can loan you is six hundred dollars."
"Six hundred dollars?" Lucky reiterated with an attitude. Six hundred dollars wasn't shit to her but she was going to take it. She really didn't have a choice.
"Yes, and we can set up a monthly payment so you can pay it off."
I could've paid off the fifteen thousand dollars too. Lucky said in her head while rolling her eyes.
"Alright." Lucky sighed while accepting the money. The employee then had her to sign a couple of papers and she was finally able to put her hands on the money-it was actually in a Loans envelope.
"That's a damn shame." Lucky cursed while standing up, she snatched her license off the counter. "A white man had to come over here and set your ass straight." She shook her head at the lady and walked off.
The employee squinted her eyes at Luck. She wanted to mess her credit up so bad but she decided against it. She knew that she could go down at the end.
"What can I do with six hundred dollars?" Lucky questioned herself while making her way towards the subway station. She hated getting on the subway but she really didn't have a choice. She used Briana's metro-card to get on since it had unlimited rides.
She walked on the subway looking all pretty in her white tube top and jeans. The weather wasn't so ugly but it was a little drafty but she didn't care. Her long curly hair was down and flowing and she only had on lip gloss to keep her thick brownish-pinkish lips moisturized.
Some of the men kept looking at her but she didn't pay them no mind. Lucky took a seat and started going through her phone. The bus was real quiet and that made the ride awkward.
After she got off, her phone started ringing. She was hoping it was Briana but it wasn't.
"Jenny, what's good?"
"I'm tryna figure out why you're not up here. Bitch didn't I tell you that everything is on me?"
"Bitch, I forgot." Lucky replied back while looking at her hands. She did need a manicure bad, her nails were pretty without acrylic but she was used to having them done. "Look, give me ten minutes. I'm up here by your shop."
"Oh you're already up here...Well, I'm waiting on you. You better be glad it's not full in here."
Lucky ended the call and started walking. On her way over, people kept pushing and walking all fast. Lucky almost popped some black girl upside her head for yelling at her but she let her slide. She didn't want to make the girl feel a like bitch in front of her mans. The only reason why the girl yelled at Lucky is because she pushed her out of the way for walking slow in front of her.
"Jenneva's Glam Bar." Lucky mumbled to herself while pulling the heavy glass door that was decorated nicely open. She noticed that the place wasn't so full and she was grateful for that.
"There goes my bitch. Mami, look who's here." Jenny called out while walking over towards Lucky. She was wearing a simple black top with jeans and an apron.
"Oh, Lucky I haven't seen you in a long time." Jenny's mom said. She was busy working on some black girl's feet.
"I know." Lucky smirked. Jenny had hooked her arm with Lucky's as if they were still children. "How have you been Amanda?"
"Good, very good. I was just asking Jenny about you the other day and she told me that she saw you-I was like what? Bring her over so I can see her." She smiled at Lucky. "Girl, you look good and that body is nice."
Some of the girls stared at Lucky after Amanda made her compliment.
Lucky touched her stomach that had a small pudge and smiled with confidence.
Out of her sisters, she was always the slender one. She didn't have much breasts and ass. Kendra had the breasts but Briana had all of the ass and hips-luckily.
But now, Lucky was eating good and picking up weight. Her breasts still wasn't big but her ass was fat and her hips were wider than before.
"Thank you Amanda and you look good too." Lucky complimented her honestly.
"Thank you baby. I try to keep myself up. Let me handle this other customer and I'll be right back." Amanda excused herself and went to the back.
"Get ready because she's about to talk your fucking ears off." Jenny smirked while rubbing her neck. She had a tattoo of a Lotus on her neck that was dope. Lucky wanted a tattoo on her shoulder and she was thinking about getting it soon.
"It's okay, I haven't seen her in a long time so..." Lucky trailed off while taking a seat.
"Yeah but her ass can be so annoying sometimes-damn." Jenny replied back with an eye roll.
"Girl she's fine..." she scanned the shop and noticed that Jenny had a couple of employees working on nails and shit.
"It's really pretty in here." Lucky stated.
"Thank you. It took me a long time to get everything fixed. This shit didn't come easy at all Luck." Jenny replied back while placing her gloves on. "I had to grind for It."
"What can of grinding Jenny?" Lucky asked her again as she squinted her eyes at the girl because she knew how the girl was. She was a scammer or ex-scammer.
Jenny sucked her teeth. "After I served two months in jail for using a stolen credit card, I learned my lesson. I don't even fuck with that shit no more. I built this business from the ground. I started doing nails and makeup at my house and I used the money to buy this building. Still, it took me a long time to fix it up."
Lucky only nodded her head. She thought Jenny had done something illegal to get the place.
"Oh shit, I'm tripping." Jenny pushed her chair back and grabbed a book that was filled with colors and nail designs. "Pick out what color, nail shape, and design you want."
Lucky went through the book. Everything was so organized. Jenny had everything sorted out. Colors-designs-nail shapes. She had them in sections.
Lucky picked out matte black as her nail polish since she was a fan of black. She had matte gold placed on both of her ring fingers. Jenny had gave her mid-length coffin nails.
Just like Jenny predicted, her mom managed to talk Lucky to death. She wanted to know every single thing that was going on with her. Lucky wasn't a talkative person but she managed to kill time answering Amanda's questions. Finally, Jenny's little sister walked in and Amanda turned her attention on her younger daughter.
"Mom, I'm tired." Annalise claimed while tossing her backpack in the chair. She was just ten-years-old but she had the smartest mouth ever. She was a stubby little girl with brown skin and long brown hair that was curly.
Annalise was Amanda's youngest child and she was also the only sibling whose father was African-American. She looked different from all of her brothers and sisters. Annalise was dark with kinky hair while they were slightly lighter with finer hair. Still, they didn't treat her any different. She was the baby and they treated her like one. All except Jenny, they couldn't get along at all.
"Do you have homework?" Amanda asked her daughter.
Annalise rubbed her large stomach and nodded her head. "A lot of it."
"Well, go to the back and get started on it."
"Alright." She sighed while grabbing her bag. She looked over and noticed that Lucky was walking from the back with a paper towel in her hands.
"Lucky!" Annalise bellowed, she was surprised to see her.
"Hey Pig." Lucky replied back while giving Annalise a hug. She called her by her nickname. Lucky didn't like the nickname at all, she just felt like it was very inappropriate. Amanda had nicknamed her daughter Pig because she was a big baby and still-she was fat. Annalise didn't seem hurt by it. She was used to the name and everyone who knew her, called her Pig.
"What are you doing here?"
"Your sister did my nails." Lucky showed her the work and Annalise nodded her head in approval.
"I like them. I'm surprised she did good on them."
"Ah, and what is that supposed to mean?" Jenny asked with an eye roll.
"You're a bad nail tech-duh."
"Get your fat ass in the back, that's what you better do." Jenny replied back, feeling offended. She knew her designs and nail skills were dope since she took her time and she had a whole line of faithful customers. She just didn't want her sister saying negative shit like that in front of her new customers.
"Jenneva." Amanda warned her daughter while shaking her head. "Pig go in the back, now."
Annalise gave Lucky a smile but she managed to stick her tongue out at her sister while closing the door.
"I wanna hurt her so bad...I swear." Jenny said to herself while looking over Lucky's nails and feet. Amanda managed to give her a nice pedicure as well. She had black toe nail polish that looked super cute on her toes.
"Girl, I'm sure she was just playing with you." Lucky told her while picking up her shoes. She had on the plastic slippers.
"She should have never said that in front of my customers though. That shit is embarrassing." Jenny grabbed her purse and sighed.
"Mom, watch the shop. I don't have any appointments left. I'm going on break."
Amanda sucked her teeth, "Stop doing your sister like that, I don't like the way you treat her."
Jenny rolled her eyes and Amanda started speaking in Spanish angrily. Jenny looked at her and started speaking in Spanish also. Lucky didn't know what they were saying but she could tell they were arguing.
"Lucky, vamos-I mean come on." Jenny rushed out the door and Luck managed to follow behind her with her shoes and purse in her hands.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm just...I can't stand her Luck. She's so fucking annoying. I swear I just wanna rip her fucking head off." Jenny expressed while unlocking the doors to her Jaguar.
"Get in bitch, we bout' to smoke one." She hopped inside her car and Lucky did the same thing.
"You can't do your sister like that. I mean, Briana used to be the same way. She stayed picking at me with her smart-mouth ass."
"I just hate that my mom lets her get away with everything."
"She's the baby, what do you expect. Bri got away with a lot of shit too." Lucky replied back while watching Jenny break the cigar down. She managed to remove the tobacco.
"Man...I can't take this shit no more. I'm way too grown for this." Jenny stated while smirking a little. "I just don't want her saying dumb shit like that in front of my clients. I don't want bad business. I'm tryna make my money, not lose it."
"I understand but, don't call her fat."
"Well she is fat..."
"Don't body shame her though. That'll fuck her head up mentally. I'm telling ya, these kids be committing suicide."
"I hear you Lucky..." Jenny replied back. She wasn't stunting her friend's little speech.
Jenny finally finished the blunt. She lit it and took a couple of pulls from it then she passed it to Lucky and started her car up, they left the parking lot.
Lucky just sat back and puffed on the good weed that Jenny had provided her with. The weed was definitely fire since she could feel herself getting lifted from it. She pulled on it again and passed it back.
"My man just texted me...asking me when I get off. Nigga know I don't close up until five." Jenny stated while locking her phone.
"What he tryna get into?
Jenny ran her fingers through her blonde hair. "Me, of course." She laughed while pulling into the parking lot of some store. "But on some real shit, we're supposed to be going to the movies later on tonight."
"Ok." Lucky answered blankly while puffing on the weed.
"What's up with your love life? You seeing anybody?"
"No." Lucky answered quickly. "I mean, I was but shit didn't go as planned. Now I'm back at square one. I'm doing me right now."
"You too damn fine to be single Lucky. One of these niggas gone scoop you up-watch."
"Nooo." Lucky drawled whole laughing. "I don't want to fuck with nobody. I just want to be great by myself. Let me be great."
"Well..." Jenny shrugged. "You know that's a nigga's number one rule in the book. Not to let a woman be great."
"Exactly and that's why I'm not in a relationship now. I rather be single."
"I've been with Zook for a good year now and I'm not gonna act like everything is all good with us when it's not. He does his dirt and I do mine too. When he cheat, I'mma cheat."
Lucky only shook her head. She had done the same thing to Silas. Technically, they weren't in a relationship anymore but she started fucking Tommy out of hurt. She wanted Silas to feel her pain when he cheated on her. Surprisingly, he found out about her sleeping with Tommy and she knew it hurt him to his heart. He ended up hitting her because he was hurt. He couldn't handle that shit, he just couldn't handle being cheated on.
"That's how you rock?"
"Hell yeah." Jenny cursed. "I don't give a fuck."
"I mean..." Lucky trailed off while putting her shoes back on. "Do you. It's your pussy."
Jenny laughed a little. "What do you want out of here?"
"I'mma buy my own shit."
Lucky hopped out of the Jag and made her way in the store. A couple of guys kept cat-calling both Jenny and her but they kept it pushing. They didn't have time to entertain no broke ass niggas who stood in front of the store all damn day.
Lucky walked inside of the store and grabbed a couple of things. Later on she planned on hitting up her weed-man for some more weed so she bought a couple of swishas and left out of the store.
"Damnnnn." Some guy swooned while rubbing his face. He was way too busy looking at Lucky's ass since she was wearing the skinny jeans that had her ass sitting up.
Lucky looked back and rolled her eyes. She definitely knew the guy was talking about her. She was the only one with a little ass. Jenny's shit was flat as a billboard but her face was gorgeous.
"Girl, let me holler at this guy real quick." Jenny told Lucky while nudging her.
"Who?" Lucky asked. She was confused.
"The guy that's sitting in his truck over there."
Lucky looked over at her girl's direction and frowned because something wasn't right. She noticed the Range but the person sitting in it had her confused.
"Wait a minute Jen-"
"I'll be right back." Jenny cut her off and started walking off. She made sure to primp on her way over.
"That's Kain's truck..." Lucky said to herself while squinting her eyes. She looked over and noticed that it was indeed Kain since he was sitting on the drivers side. Jenny was busy running her mouth to him and shit while he just sat there.
Lucky didn't know what to say or do.
She wanted to call Moonie and tell her about her husband but she also wanted to keep it on the down-low since Jenny was one of her old friends, she didn't want to get her caught up in some mess.
"I'mma go over there and speak." Lucky cleared her throat as she walked towards them.
"Hey Kain..." Lucky greeted him while eyeing the outside and inside his ride. He had it clean and it smelled so damn good.
He nodded his head while looking at her. "Lucky."
Kain was a fine ass nigga. He sat on the drivers side looking all cool and casual. He showed no emotion and now Lucky was wondering if he was really happy or annoyed by his wife or his life-period. His face expression was just...blank. He would look around and then bring his attention towards them.
"I'm sorry." Jenny laughed a little. "You two know each other?"
Kain looked over at Lucky and she looked at him.
"I'm friends with his wife, Moonie." Lucky spilled. She tried getting a reaction out of Kain but she got one out of Jenny instead.
"Oh really?"Jenny retorted back while looking at Lucky with a slight frown. "You're friends with his wife?"
"Yeah, you know about her?"
"I mean...everybody knows Kain so therefore everybody knows Moonie."
"Humph..." Lucky scoffed. "I was just speaking, that's all."
"Okay." Jenny darted her eyes at her friend.
"So um...you two fucking around or something?" Lucky asked nosily.
"Why?" Jenny retorted. "You want an answer so you can go back and tell Moonie huh?" She curled up her top lip while staring at Lucky.
Kain just sat there, not really talking. He wasn't even bothered .
"I mean-it's not my place to tell her."
"Girl, Kain and I are just friends. I met him at his club and we talk from time to time. That's it."
Kain furrowed his eyebrows at Jenny and then he looked over at Lucky.
"Yeah, I hear you." Lucky laughed a little while looking at her nails. "Look, I'mma wait for you in the car."
"Alright." Jenny sighed while watching Lucky go towards her Jag.
Lucky opened the car door and hopped in. She grabbed her phone and frowned.
"He got some nerves to look at me and not say shit." Lucky said out loud. "I mean-he didn't say anything."
"That shit don't sit well with me." Lucky shook her head. She knew Jenny. Like she had said before, Jenny was an ex-scammer. She was crazy about money and she definitely knew that Kain was paid. She didn't care about him being married with two kids. She would do anything for Kain. If he wanted his dick sucked-she was going to fulfill that need. If he wanted sex-she was definitely going to fulfill that need too.
"So are you gonna tell his wife?" Jenny asked the minute she hopped back in her ride.
"Like I said, it's not my place." Lucky sighed while looking over at Jenny. Yes, she was a little pissed about it because Moonie was a good girl and from her perspective-Kain was running over her. He was all in her face trying to figure out where she had been and who she was with because he was the one who was doing the cheating.
"Did y'all fuck?" Lucky asked her bluntly. She wanted an legit answer-which is why she asked her again.
Jenny gave Lucky a confused look. "What?"
"Did you fuck him?"
Jenny looked around her car and back at Luck. "Once."
Lucky's mouth gaped open. "Come on now Jen...really? A married man?"
"We only fucked once Luck. It's not that big of a deal. Like I said, we met at his club and started up a conversation. He told me that he was married and shit wasn't going right at home at the time. We were both drunk and we ended up sleeping together that night."
"But his girl didn't deserve that shit though. I'm telling you, she's a nice girl and I'm pissed right now because y'all running over her."
Jenny sucked her teeth. "Well tell the broad to stop being so nice then. Maybe he won't cheat on her. That's one of the rules-never let a nigga run over you. That's her fucking fault."
Lucky stayed quiet.
"I'm not running over her, I'm just doing my dirt." Jenny stated.
"With a married man though?" Lucky questioned.
"A married man with money." Jenny corrected her while shrugging.
This bitch hasn't changed...at all. Lucky said to herself.
"Don't go telling his wife nothing Luck...it was a one time thing. Trust me, I tried to get some more dick from him but he wouldn't budge-he said sleeping with me was a mistake or whatever."
Lucky scoffed, "So you two are really just friends now?" She didn't believe it. Something was off with them.
"Yes."
"I hear you..." Lucky replied back.
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"Hold on Cali." Lucky held her niece in her hands while trying to feed her some fruit. She was whining because Lucky was taking too slow.
"You're not going fast enough for her." Briana smirked while wiping her baby's face.
"So who was the guy you was with?" Lucky asked her sister out of the blue.
"Luckyyy." Briana whined.
"No, don't Lucky me. Tell me who this nigga is. Now. You've been holding back from me."
"I'm emancipated. I can talk to whoever I want to."
"So, does that mean this guy is way older than you?" Lucky asked while raising her eyebrows.
"He's eighteen." Briana replied back.
Lucky just stood there.
"You don't even know him...his name is Zeke though."
"Zeke?" Lucky asked with her lip curled up. "Naw, I don't know him. Does he have his own ride?"
"He does...actually. He drives a black mustang."
"Well okay, at least he's eighteen. I mean-that's better than twenty-something."
"Lucky?" Some guy called out. She looked over and noticed some young nigga who had been trying to fuck with her ever since she moved back to New York.
The guy had to be around sixteen or seventeen. He had such a huge crush on Lucky but she wouldn't give him the time nor the day. He was just way too young for her. She wasn't trying to get in trouble at all.
"What do you want Cam?" She asked him while shifting her weight on one side of her leg. She looked him up and down and noticed that he was taller than her. He had long brown hair that was in braids with a sharp looking line-up. Lucky had to admit, he was fine as hell with his tan looking skin and he was thick and built from playing football. She would sometimes see him outside with his curly brown hair out in a fro.
"You." He told her while placing his arm around her shoulder. She looked at his arm and moved from his touch.
Briana sucked her teeth, grabbed her baby and walked off.
"Boy, you tryna make me catch a case huh?"
"You're not gonna catch a case. The fuck you get that from?" He furrowed his eyebrows at her.
"You're sixteen...I'm eighteen, I'll be nineteen soon. I can't be fucking with you. Your moms will throw me under the jail."
"I don't even live with my moms. I stay with my pops and he don't give a fuck." Cam replied back to her. Lucky noticed that he had a tattoo on his arm.
"I'm still not moved." She told him honestly while sucking her teeth.
"Man, you just eighteen." He told her. "I'll be seventeen this year in August."
"And I'll be nineteen this year..." she retorted back. "I can't be fucking with you-like I said. I'm straight"
"Come on Luck..." Cam begged.
"No." Lucky remarked while looking at Briana. She was up the street with Cali. "Go date my sister, she's closer to your age."
"I don't like her through, she's not my type." Cam told her honestly. Briana was definitely a turn-off for him. He had witness her asking some random nigga for money-she even hopped in the guy's ride so she could get it.
Lucky was different. To him. She was always cool and not acting all whorish like her sister.
"I want you..." Cam grabbed Lucky's waist and pushed her closer to his chest.
"Boy move." Lucky smirked while looking at him.
"Let's go somewhere and talk."
"What are we gonna talk about?" She asked him while tilting her head.
"Come on." Cam instructed her while pulling Lucky along with him. They walked inside of the building he lived in and made their way up to his apartment. Lucky nervously looked around.
"Who else is here?"
"Everybody is gone. Relax. My pops works offshore so he's barely here. Just chill." Cam told her while closing his door and locking it. "You acting all nervous and shit."
"I'm nervous because I'm in your house. I shouldn't be in here with a sixteen-year-old." She replied back honestly.
Cam sucked his teeth. "Chill out with that..."
Lucky took a seat on his bed and sighed. She wasn't trying to fuck with Cam's young ass but he was making it hard for her not to. He lived across the street from her and managed to fuck with her whenever he got the chance.
"You can take your shoes off." He told her.
"I already did that." Lucky replied back while leaning over.
Cam noticed how comfortable she was and smirked. "Damn, you got some sexy ass feet."
"You think so?" Lucky asked while looking at him. She looked down at her clean feet and shook her head.
"Yeah." He stared at her feet and brought his eyes up to her thick legs. She had them covered but her leggings didn't lie.
"I hate feet but I try to keep mines up."
"I'm glad your shit ain't ugly or I would've made you put your shoes back on and kicked your ass out." Cam stated.
"Fuck you." Lucky cursed while smirking at him.
"That's what I'm tryna do." Cam told her while sitting beside her. He managed to turn some music on but Lucky wasn't feeling it. She wasn't that damn easy to fuck and Cam was being corny to her just that quick.
"Well it's not gonna happen." Lucky snapped while pushing him back. "My pussy is not easy to get."
"My bad." Cam apologized.
"And turn that wack ass music off. I'm not like those little bitches you be fucking with. I'm serious, don't try to play me. I don't easily give up my pussy to no nigga. Know that."
"Alright, Alright, Alright." Cam replied back while getting up and turning off his music. "I'm sorry, I should have never came to you like that."
"Exactly..." she looked at him and snaked her neck.
"Can I make it up to you?" Cam asked while touching her chin.
Lucky stared at him while pursing her lips. "Go get me something to drink. Like a can of soda that's not open."
"What, you don't trust me?" Cam spread his hands out.
"Hell no." She quickly replied back.
"Alright." He stood up straight.
Lucky watched as he hiked up his jogger pants and walked out of the room.
What the fuck am I gonna do with a sixteen-year-old? She asked herself with a frown. I'm tripping.
After talking to Cam for over two hours, she finally made it back to the house. Suddenly, her phone went off. She thought it was Cam since she had gave him her number but it was actually Tommy. He was questioning her whereabouts-as if they were dating.
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Silas was back in New York. He had to handle a few things for his pops while he was there and plus he wanted to catch up with the nigga Lucky was fucking with. He had made a vow to murder Tommy before going back to Philly and he wasn't leaving New York until he did. He made sure to make reservations at the hotel.
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"Lucky, you got mail."
"What?" Lucky groaned while moving around in the bed.
"You got mail, it's in the kitchen on the table." Briana announced while placing her baby on the bed.
"Mmm." Lucky kicked while groaning with her eyes closed. She was asleep and wanted to stay sleep until she was fully rested.
"You would've been up if you wasn't busy texting Cam all damn night." Briana spilled. "You fucking with that young ass dude. Like really. You fucking young niggas."
Lucky's eyes popped open and she turned to look at her sister. Her eyes were a little red from being asleep. She held a blank expression on her face.
"I didn't fuck him for your information since you all in my damn business. Are you fucking that grown ass nigga that picked you up?"
"I'm just saying, ain't nobody stupid Luck." Briana stated with a shrug, ignoring her sister's question. "You was over his house days ago."
"We didn't fuck though."
"Yeah right." Briana mumbled.
Lucky got up and bumped into Briana real hard.
"Damn, you see me standing here! You pushing on me and shit!"
"So!" Lucky bellowed back. "The fuck you gone do about it?"
Briana didn't say anything. She just stood there and stared at her sister with a frown on her face. She knew not to try Lucky. Her sister could fight like a man and she definitely didn't want to try her.
"Just like I thought..." Lucky rolled her eyes real hard and went into the living room. Her eyes widen when she noticed the bouquet of fresh flowers and the basket that was filled with real organic fruit.
A small white card was attached and she read it to herself.
Lucky,
We need to talk.
-Silas
She scoffed when she noticed that it was from Silas' deranged ass. She wasn't moved by his little bland card. She was hoping for a lengthy note that stated he was sorry for the shit he did to her.
"Fuck that nigga." She tossed the card on the table and sighed.
Kori walked in and noticed the arrangements. He looked over at her and raised his eyebrows.
"Where this shit come from?"
"Your crazy ass friend. Silas." Lucky replied back while pushing the fruit basket around.
"Throw this shit out when you get a chance." She told him while opening the fruit basket. "On second thought, just throw them roses out. I'mma keep the fruit."
Lucky took some of the pineapple off the stick and placed it in her mouth. The fruit was carved and clean so she would be okay.
"I'm not doing that." Kori shook his head no.
"Why not?"
"I'm not getting involved in y'all shit. And yes, throwing out the flowers would be involving me."
Unbeknownst to Lucky, Kori had already involved himself in the situation. He was the cause of Lucky getting punched by Silas. He told Silas about Tommy.
Kori did notice Lucky's black eye and he did feel a little guilty about it but he felt like she was stepping out on his mans.
Lucky sucked her teeth. "You're just taking up for his sick ass."
TO BE CONTINUED