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“Yeah, the exit.” He laughed and shook his head.

“Nigga, you depressing as fuck!” I shrugged.

“Then go enjoy yourself. I’m not stopping you.”

“I would, but I’m scared to leave you alone. You might start crying in the section. Or try to sneak and call your baby mama.” I looked over at him, and this nigga didn’t crack a smile. He was dead serious. I was about to tell him to go fuck himself when something caught my eye. No fucking way! Bubbles was at the bar with her lil friend. She was wearing some lil ass dress, laughing. Seeing her in good spirits pissed me off. My bitch should have been at home crying and missing her nigga. Instead, she was in here having a good time.

“Well, ain’t that some shit.” Key followed my eyes.

“Don’t do nothing stupid.” He knew I was ready to bug up, but I was going to ruin her night in another way. I saw a group of bitches standing outside of our section, eager to get in, so I motioned for security to let them inside. Grabbing the baddest one, I pulled her on my lap.

“You remember me, sexy?” I looked at the girl, and I had no idea who she was.

“No.”

“Well, damn!” she said. I could hear Key laughing next to me.

“I’ve seen you in here before, so I thought maybe-…” I cut her off.

“Look, just sit here and be cute. I don’t need the conversation.” I guess all she needed to hear was me saying she was cute. Her ass turned around and began laughing with her friends. Looking back to the bar, I made eye contact with Taffy. She tapped Bubbles, who turned and looked my way. Raising my cup, I downed my drink. “Dance for me, baby girl.” Her ass started grinding as if she was trying to fuck right here.

“You a sick mufucka,” Key said, laughing. I looked over to him and shrugged.

“Sometimes you gotta teach a bitch.” We clinked glasses and took a sip. When I turned toward the bar again, Bubbles was gone. Well, damn! I guess she really didn’t give a fuck. I was about to push the random off my lap when Key started laughing. “What?” He pointed behind me.

“Here comes your student.” I turned and Bubbles was approaching the section. Before I could say anything, she swung and punched the girl so hard, she flew off my lap.

“You think I’m a fucking joke?” I looked at her and pretended to be unfazed. “Anton.”

“What up, Stink?”

“Who the fuck is this bitch?” I looked down at the woman on the ground who was still trying to figure out what happened.

“Ummm, what’s your name?” Key lost his fucking mind. He was laughing so hard, he almost ended up on the ground with the random. I tapped her on the head. “Hey, what’s your name?” She still didn’t respond. Her eyes stayed trained on Bubbles as she stood up.

“Bitch, you got me fucked up,” the random yelled, causing Bubbles to smirk. Before anybody could do anything, the girl tried to rush and swing, but Bubbles sidestepped and Taffy punched her so hard, she stumbled back. Bubbles didn’t give her a chance to recover. She grabbed her hair and began punching her. Not satisfied with rearranging her face, Bubbles picked her up and slammed her through the table. Security tried to grab her, but I stopped them.

“You don’t have to put me out. I’m leaving.” They began walking away when Bubbles yelled over her shoulder. “And bring your real slow ass on before you be next.” My ass smiled hard as hell. My stink just came in here and beat a bitch up over me and was now threatening to beat mine. All I could think about was how bad I wanted to fuck her.

“I know you better not leave. Your bitch ass better scoop this hoe up off the floor and finish your night.” Key was trying to stop me, but it wasn’t gone work.

“Mannn, Bubbles just made my dick hard.” I stood to leave and Key was shocked.

“Nigga, what?” I stepped over the random that was still on the ground and followed my bitch. Key yelled at my back, “YOU AIN’T SHIT!” Not bothering to respond, I made my way through the club and outside. Bubbles was standing out there pacing when I made it out.

“I’m a joke to you, Anton?” Grabbing her, I pulled her into a hug. Leaning down, I kissed her on her lips.

“Do it look like I’m laughing, Stink?” She pulled away, still obviously mad.

“Why did you have that bitch sitting on your lap?”

“Why do you care who was sitting on me? You should be worried about yo lil nigga.” Her ass couldn’t say shit to that, so she stood there looking stupid. I was too turned on for that, so I grabbed her again.

“You did that on purpose.”

“Yeah.”

“Not your petty ass admitting it.” She snuggled into my chest as if she missed being there.