Upscale Kittens by Candee

Author:Candee
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: drama, urban fiction, prostitutes, t styles, cartel publications
Publisher: Cartel Publications

CHAPTER 16

LOVE

(2 WEEKS LATER)

I’ve been having a hard time lately. Since Loop has made a decision to stay clean, I have to cop from Brandon, and get high alone. Because Cani is not around anymore, I had to do other things to get money. Brandon had me doing all kind of freaked out shit, but I’ll do anything for my next hit. It’s just that simple.

The other day he made me bend over in the alley, while he took pictures of my naked ass and pussy with his iPhone. Then he gave me a hit, and made me piss in the corner while he videotaped it. I can only imagine where that footage will end up. And then there’s the fact that I don’t care.

As much as I shoot up, I’m noticing that it isn’t the same since Loop decided to clean up his life. All he wanted to do these days was look for a job, to try to get us an apartment. I don’t want another apartment; I want him to come back to the world he dropped me off at. And the past few days he’s been out, and when he comes back he smells of liquor and sex. I don’t even want to know what he does, because then I’ll be forced to do something about him cheating when for real I’m not worried. I’m so confused.

And then we are living some place that is temporary. Jazzy was able to convince the property manager to give us this apartment for two weeks, but he swore if we didn’t have the money by Saturday, we would be out on the streets. I don’t know what she had to do, but I do know she was in his office for an hour after he said no within the first fifteen minutes of her visit. So I forged my own conclusions. She fucked him to set things right.

Although this place is much better than the one that’s condemned, I know there is no use in us getting comfortable. With Cani gone, and me not working, Jazzy can’t afford this place on her own, and sometimes I wonder why I care. Jazzy ruined my life when I was a kid, and I blame her for everything. Sometimes when I go to sleep, I pray that she has eternal damnation in hell.

The moment I open the door to my room, to walk into the living room, I’m struck in the head with something long and silver. When I fall to the floor, and try to protect my face, I am hit repeatedly and the pain burns. Through the blood running down my forehead I see Nandi’s face.

“Nandi, what the fuck are you doing,” I yell, grabbing at the long silver object in her hands, which is threatening to take my life. When I finally have my fingers around it, I can see it’s a golf club. Where did she get this from? After I have it out of her hand, I toss it toward the kitchen, out of her reach.

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