Jaycee Robinson
"You always wanna be in you're beddddd. Just come out with me one night and I'll personally tuck your boring ass in bed. Please Jay?" Crystal was my best friend since the sand box. Blood couldn't make us any closer. Right now she's begging me to go to some new club opening tonight. "I promise you won't regret it."
"Okay Crystal. I'll go" finally giving in.
"I love you so much Jaycee. Be ready for ten. Not 10:30. TEN. I know you"
"Okay C. goodbye" I said ready to be done with this conversation."
"I'm not playi-" she didn't even get to finish her sentence before I ended the call. I'll just hear her mouth later. Looking at my lock screen, it was already a couple minutes to 9 so I'll start getting ready.
20 minutes later
I just came out the shower and I was doing my regular hygiene routine.
"Ughh I have to do my hair." I said to my self. I looked at the time again to see it was already 9:36. "Ouuu Crys is gonna be so mad at me" I chuckled.
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I was done getting dressed and the funny part is, I was waiting for Crystal. She just called me and said she was 5 minutes away. So I'll just go eat something real quick. That's really all I do lol.
I heard my phone ringing in my room so I ran to go get it.
my best bitch flashed across my screen.
"What bitch" I said into the phone.
"Damn you rude. I'm outside. C'mon"
"Alright I'm coming." I ended the call
I went in my closet to finally put my shoes on. This club better be popping because I was saving these shoes for special occasion. I wrapped the laces on the heels around my ankle, got my mini purse and everything I needed. I glanced in the mirror one more time, and left out. When I walked out I seen Crystal's car outside and got inside.
"Be ready for ten Jaycee. Not 10:30. TEN. Lying ass." I mocked her instructions back to her.
"Ahh shut up. Shooter didn't want me to get ready" she said pulling off.
"Y'all nasty. I didn't need to know all that." Shooter was Crys' boo for a lil while now. I know she's really feeling him because whenever she talks about him, her whole mood changes. I met him on more than one occasion. He treats her great and she's happy. That's all that matters to me. " How come he's not going to this opening?"
"He's already there. His bitch ass left me after he made me late." I laughed. "Him and his niggas have a section and that's where we staying for the night."
I snapped my neck in her direction so fast "Bitch. Why didn't you tell me that? You knew I would've stayed my ass home"
"C'mon Jay. That's exactly why I didn't tell you. Maybe your soulmate is in that section" she said with a stupid ass smirk on her face.
"Bitch that's not funny. Next time you're begging me to go somewhere, I'm saying NO." I added emphasis on the no.
"Whatever. We're here. Get out my car" she said stopping the car and getting out. I really hate this bitch.
I got out the car seeing Crystal handing her keys to the valet.
"Don't fuck my shit up" she told him sternly. He just laughed. Little did he know, she wasn't playing.
"Crys, take a picture of me before we go in" I said handing her my phone.
"You look so cuteeee. I'm glad I dragged your granny ass out." she gave me back my phone.
"Yea yea. Shut up"
We walked inside the club and that shit was jumping with a capital J. I wonder who owns this shit. I forgot to read the name of the club.
"Crystal what was the name of this club?" I asked
"It's called Dave's Spot" she answered. "I see Shooter. Let's go." She said grabbing my hand, leading the way.
We got up to the section and security let us in. We walked over to Shooter with a drink in his hand sitting with some of his friends.
"Hey baby" Crystal said giving him a kiss.
"Wassup baby. Your ass finally got dressed" He said pulling her in by her waist while palming her ass.
"That was your fault" they went in for another kiss.
"So y'all gonna pretend like I'm not standing here?" I said growing disgusted of the scene unfolding right in front of me.
"Wassup Sis" Shooter chuckled. "You look nice"
"Save it, nasty ass" I said back
Me and Crystal sat down while Shooter followed behind us. "What y'all want to drink?" Shooter asked
"HENNY" we said in unison. We getting fucked up tonight.
"y'all crazy. I'll be back"
Money by Cardi B was blasting through the speakers. This club was so lit right now. And there was great looking niggas EVERYWHERE.
Shooter came back with our drinks but he also came back with a friend. "Here's y'all drinks" he handed us our drinks. "And this is my nigga Dave. He's the owner of this Club. Dave you already know Crystal, but this is her friend Jaycee." Damn this man is sexy as all hell.
"Wassup Jaycee" he said. His voice was so deep and raspy. Ughh who created this man?
"Heyy" I responded. I sipped my Hennessy. Shooter and Crystal were back to being boo'd up and left me here to talk to this fine ass man.
"You enjoying your night? How you liking the club so far?" He asked looking at me intensely. I just met this man and he already has me feeling some type of way.
"This club is lit as hell. You definitely did a great job" I complimented.
"Thank you Ma. I appreciate that." He said, never taking his eyes off of me. I could tell he was either high, drunk, or both. His eyes were low ass hell and they were blood shot. "You sexy as hell" He said so blunt and still staring into my soul.
I chuckled "Thank you Dave. You not too bad yourself" I lied. God took his time with this man.
"My fault ma. I'm high as fuck" He said then he did this sexy ass laugh. He took a seat right next me.
This Hennessy had me a little lit too. "It's okay. I have that effect on people" I said jokingly.
"Oh it's like that?" He said with a smile forming. "I respect it. Tell me about yourself tho"
"I must be popping if the owner rather talk to me than host his club opening" I chuckled "but my full name is Jaycee Robinson and I'm 23 and that's all you really need to know" I winked at him then took another sip of my henny. I'm hella tipsy right now.
He licked his lips and looked up at me "Well you're single so that's all that matters" he said very confidently.
"And how do you know I'm single?" I asked
He chuckled "oh I know"
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It was now 2 am and I was dancing with Crys in the section still sipping on my Henny. Twerk by City Girls came blasting through the speakers. "This is my shitttttt." I started to twerk to the beat while I heard Crys hyping me up. By now, I was drunk, but I knew how to handle my liquor.
David "Dave" Brewster
I was sitting down smoking a blunt watching Jaycee do her thing. She definitely knew what she was doing.
"You watching her like a hawk." I looked up at my nigga Shooter.
"Chill. Nothing like that." I lied "She's definitely a sight to see tho."
"I would never let your hoe ass get next to my sis." He said laughing. "Plus she don't let any nigga get next to her anyway. You'd be lucky if you got a conversation out of her nigga."
"We just had a short conversation"
"that's the doings of that henny nigga" He said laughing pushing me a little.
I directed my attention back to Jaycee "She bad as hell but I couldn't fuck with her on that type of level." It was true. I would fuck her life up.
Jaycee Robinson
"Let's go Crys. My feet killing me." I whined
"Okay. Lemme tell Shooter we leaving" she walked off in Shooter's direction. 2 minutes later she came back and we walked out the club and to the car.
"I'm so drunk" I said laughing once we reached the car.
"I knew you were drunk when you were actually having a conversation with Dave." I didn't really hear what she was saying because I was dozing off.
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"This was fun. I love you get home safe" I said to Crys as I got out the car.
"I love you more. I'll probably see you tomorrow. Byeee"
I went in the house and headed straight for the stairs. When I got to my room I took off everything but my thong. "I'll shower in the morning." And with that, I was out.
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