《Started but Never Finished》Huster ch.2
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I stood behind the register listening to my coworker talk about her baby daddy. The owner of the store came in and scolded us.
"More working and less talking." She said.
I scrunched my face. There was no one in the store for us to do anything.
"There's no one here." I said.
"There's still something you can be doing besides talking." She responded.
I rolled my eyes as she walked to the back. She thinks she's the shit. No one even comes here to shop.
"Girl ain't that your sister." Kelsey said.
I looked where she was pointing and sighed. My sister Trina came into the store with her friends behind her. I walked from behind the register to see what she wanted.
"Why are you here Trina?" I asked.
She looked at me and frowned.
"I can't come see my little sister?" She asked while picking up a shirt.
I snatched the shirt from her and put it back. She never wants to just see me. She always wants something from me.
"What do you want, Trina?" I asked again.
She sighed and looked at me.
"Fine. I need your help. Come to Tony's later." She said.
"This better not be one of those situations again. I'm tired of fighting bitches bigger than me." I told her.
Trina likes to cause issues then call me to help her get out of them. I wish she would stop. She always starting stuff with big bitches.
"No. It's not that. I think you'll like it." She said.
"Fine. I'll see you later. Now leave." I told her.
She rolled her eyes and left with her friends right behind her.
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I left work early so I decided to go to the mall. While shopping in Footlocker I saw a guy I used to mess with. I kinda robbed him and he's been looking for me for some time. I put my sunglasses on and tried to leave out the store but his friend, Chris, saw me.
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"Oh hey Tabatha." He said really loud.
I shook my head. This nigga would do that. The dude started coming towards and tried to leave but Chris was blocking the exit. I always knew I'd had to deal with the consequences of my actions but today wasn't going to be that day. I dropped on the ground and crawled in between Chris' legs then ran as fast as I could. I could hear dude yelling. I looked behind me to see if they were chasing me. I came to an abrupt halt running into a strong ass figure.
"Fuck." I said backing up a bit.
The guy looked at me and licked his lips. I scrunched my face in confusion.
"You okay shawty?" He asked.
"Yea I'm good." I said.
He nodded. I looked behind me to see if that dude was still chasing me.
"Who you running from?" The guy asked.
I looked at him up and biting my lip. I just know his dick is big. I could be running from him.
"No one. But we can make it you." I said.
He smirked showing his pearly whites. Oh this man is fine.
"Aye bitch!"
I turned around seeing dude again. I rolled my eyes and started running again. I didn't even get the cute guy's name or number. I was really tryna sit on his face.
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I walked into the club going straight to the dressing room where my sister was. All the bitches in the room mugged me as I walked in. I ignored them and continued on looking for my sister.
"Oh finally you're here." Trina said.
"Yea. What did you want?" I asked.
She grabbed my hand.
"We need privacy for this conversation." She said.
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I rolled my eyes as we walked through the club to the back where the bosses office was.
"Wassup Tabatha. You coming to work for me again or you here for something else?" Tony asked smirking at me.
I looked at him in disgust. I would never work for him again or any club ever again. Not unless it's my own.
"No. I don't fuck with you no more Tony. My sister needed me. That's why I'm here." I told him.
"Damn it's like that?" He held his chest. "After all I've done for you, Gisselle." He called me by my stripper name.
I rolled my eyes. He just smirked and walked away. Trina opened the door to Tony's office and we went inside. I sat in the chair closest to me.
"Okay. I need you to rob someone for me." Trina said.
I tilt my head and looked at her as if she had two of them. My sister of all people knows I don't do stuff like that. At least not anymore.
"And what's stopping you from doing it" I asked.
"Cause T. I'm known. Everyone knows I work for Tony. No one knows you used to work here and what you've done. Plus you've always been better than me." She said.
I thought about it. I haven't robbed someone in a while and I missed the feeling it used to give me. And there's perks to it.
"Okay. When and who?" I asked.
She smiled.
"Tomorrow. His name is Sincere. He's throwing a big ass party here tonight." She said.
I nodded and got up. She told me what I needed to know. I hope this Sincere guy is cute. I haven't had sex in a while.
"Wear something orange. It's his favorite color." She said as I walked out.
Looks like I got plans tomorrow.
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