Page 40 of A Player's Prayer
“Mi said that shit ain’t got nothing to do with her.” He shrugged and continued to the door. “She made it known, had a bitch pulled that shit on her, we’d both be dead, and I believe her. Worry about that shit later, though, bro. Tonight, we’re celebrating you.”
Nodding, I followed behind my brothers and entered the club. Immediately, I could feel the vibes. Ass was shaking left and right while the niggas took it in. As long as nobody approached what belonged to me, everything was going to be smooth in this bitch. Walking through the sea of people to get to the dance floor, I dapped up the niggas I fucked with while I mushed the thirsty women to get the fuck out of my face.
“Shoutout to all the Virgos in the building tonight!” the DJ shouted once he locked in on me. “Special birthday shoutout to my boy, Wild, and his girl, Dakota! Let’s turn the fuck up!”
On cue, “Birthday Bitch” by Trap Beckham began to play, and the club went crazy. I bobbed my head as we entered my decorated section, rubbing my hands together at the sight of the food and liquor. It was going to be a good night, and once I fucked up some wings, the night would be even better.
“I ain’t gone lie, this shit is live tonight,” Uno commented as he nodded his head and popped open a bottle of Ace. “Happy birthday to the baby of the crew. You’re looney as a muthafucka,but I’m proud of you. Keep grinding and shining, baby. We love you, my nigga.”
Tossing back a shot of Hennessy, I hugged my brothers once more. Another year of life is upon me, and through it all, these boys have been riding. I wouldn’t be shit without them.
As my brothers and I vibed, Money made his way inside the section with his brothers in tow. We didn’t mind kicking it with them because they were as solid as he was. We also didn’t mind them allowing women in the section as long as they knew to stay the fuck away from us. I hadn’t laid eyes on my girl yet, so I grabbed my bottle of liquor and made my way to the banister. She made it clear that she wanted a section near the dance floor, so I knew where she was going to be tonight.
Looking down, it didn’t take long before my eyes found Kodi. Raising my Ferragamo frames from my eyes, I couldn’t help but stop and stare at my girl as she turned up in her section with Amelia, Noemi, and some girls I recognized from her job. They looked nice, but Kodi was hands down the finest one down there. Hell, she was the baddest muthafucka in the club, period. Her body moved like water in the leather shorts that molded to her ass and the sheer top that showed her titties. Her nipples were covered with black pasties, and that’s the only thing that saved her from me running down on her. I could see her pretty white toes peeking from her strappy heels, and all I could think about was putting them in my mouth. Her natural hair was now in long-ass braids, but the sexiest part of the entire outfit was those fucking glasses. I’d left her with one good pair, and they looked perfect on her face tonight. I don’t know what type of hold this blind-ass girl had on me, but I wanted the bullshit to end because the hold wasn’t letting up. Feeling me watching her, she looked around until she looked up and locked eyes on me. Blowing her a kiss, I damn near jumped over the railing when she blushed, giving me a small wave. Suddenly, her face fell.It didn’t take me long to know why when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Happy birthday, baby!” Talena cooed in a loud-ass voice as she tried her best to hug me. “You look good tonight.”
“Get your fuckin’ hands off me!” I felt like Jamie Foxx, lips trembling and all, as I pushed her thot ass away from me. Looking around, I noticed the other guys were in their own world. “Who the fuck let these hoes in the section?”
Shrugging their shoulders, I wanted to shoot all of their asses as I gave my attention back to a hurt Talena. Her sister wife, Erica, was in the corner watching because she knew not to play with me.
“I thought after we beat up that girl, we were back together, Wild.”
“Lena…” I pinched the bridge of my nose before speaking to her. “Get the fuck away from me. I wanted y’all to beat her ass because I don’t beat bitches, but right now, I wanna put my hands on you. Leave. Me. The Fuck. Alone. My dick is under new management. I need all y’all bird-brain ass hoes to stamp that shit in your fucking dome.”
Sucking her teeth, she started to rebut, but her eyes shifted before a smirk appeared. “Seems to me that themanagerquit. Ain’t that your girl down there giving niggas a show?”
Glancing over my shoulder, I looked around for Dakota. I found her dancing on a table in the middle with a group of people. It was mainly niggas, hyping her up, as she tossed her ass every which way in six-inch stilettos to Moneybagg and Glo’s “All Dere.” I wanted to go down there and snatch her ass down, but I told myself that this was my fault, so I was going to let her rock.
“Bitch, move,” Skip stated menacingly behind me before he was next to me. “You gon’ fuck around and lose your girl for real if you don’t keep these hoes out of your face. You see all themniggas down there? I can bet you at least ten of them are going to try and slide up on her before the night is over. Tighten up, bro.”
All night, I felt like Michael Myers as I stood there drinking from my bottle, watching niggas foam at the mouth over my woman. Mi and Amelia tried to get her to chill when she was bent over in niggas face, but she wasn’t hearing it. When the DJ switched to “PTPOM” by Big Boogie, I couldn’t help but chuckle. Kodi knew it was my shit, so when it started to play, she found me with her eyes.
“We fuckin’ raw, then you my bitch, it’s no discussion…”
Pointing directly at her, she gave me her middle finger and hopped her pretty ass off the table like she should have done seven songs ago. Going back to her section, I watched as she laughed and continued to dance with the girls. That was until “Whim Whamiee” by Pluto came on and the club went crazy. Just like that, she was back on the dance floor with her tongue out and ass in the air.
“I’m talm ’bout in it!”
When her favorite part of the song came on, she bent over and touched the ground, twerking and patting her ass. She was so lost in the music that she didn’t notice a nigga creep up on her until he grabbed her hips and began to grind into her ass.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
Letting off three shots, I watched as everyone in the club ran and scrambled. That nigga, along with Kodi, had me fucked up. These muthafuckas better duck and take cover in case I decide to shoot a few more rounds off.
“I knew it! I fuckin’ knew it!” I heard Skip shout over the chaos as we made our way down to the floor level. “If it ain’t your brother throwing niggas off the balcony, it’s you shooting this muthafucka up! I’m telling Evie on you, stupid-ass nigga! Y’all can’t come back to my club!”
Ignoring his bitching, I pushed through the chaos and locked eyes on a tipsy Dakota. Noemi was trying her best to get her to go outside, but she was adamant about continuing to party.
“Bring your ass on, Kodi!” I walked over, grabbing the ends of her braids. It felt like I was leading a horse out of the fucking stable. “Got me in here showing my ass like I don’t have no home training and shit!”
“Let me the fuck go, nigga!” she yelled as she tried to get away from me. “You can have all these bitches on you, but I can’t have niggas? I’m single!”
“Say that shit again!” I yanked her hair, causing her stilettos to lean over. It wasn’t enough to trip or hurt her—just enough to piss her off. “Make me show my ass in front of all these people some more…”
“Let me go,Wild! I done told you… it’s over!” she continued to yell out as if what she was saying was going to snap me out of my obsession with her pretty ass.
Wrapping her braids around my hand, I walked closer to her. Angling her head with the bundle of hair in my hand so that she looked up, I leaned down and licked her face from her chin up.
