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Authors: Boston George

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Chapter 9
Dirty Black and his crew stepped up in the club thirty-deep, looking like stars. One of the bouncers quickly escorted him and his crew towards the VIP section. “Loosen up, fam,” Dirty Black whispered in Kendu's ear as he patted him on the back.
“I'm good,” Kendu yelled over the loud music. “I'll be right back. I gotta pee.” He snaked his way through the crowd, headed to the restroom.
 
 
Diamond stood behind the bar serving drinks when she spotted someone who looked just like Kendu headed towards the restroom. “Nah, that ain't him,” she told herself as she continued to serve drinks.
Five minutes later she saw the same man reappear from the restroom, and she couldn't believe her eyes. It was Kendu. “Oh my God! What the fuck is he doing here?” Diamond said out loud as she watched him disappear in the crowd.
 
 
Kendu made it back to the VIP section and noticed that they were half-naked women everywhere.
“Yo', Kendu, let me introduce you to somebody,” Dirty Black said, draping his arm around him. “This here is Chocolate,” he said, introducing Kendu to the fine, sexy, dark-skinned woman.
“Oh, you ain't tell me your friend was this fine.” Chocolate backed Kendu into his seat then slid down on his lap.
“Take it easy on my man.” Dirty Black winked at Chocolate and walked off.
Kendu let his hand slide down on Chocolate's ass as he went in. “So what's goody?”
“You tell me, baby,” Chocolate countered, massaging Kendu's package through his jeans, working him into stiffness. “I'm down for whatever.” She seductively licked her lips.
“We gon' make moves when we get up outta here,” Kendu said, checking her out from head to toe.
Wocka Flocka's song, “O Let's Do It,” came blaring through the speakers, and the club went crazy. Kendu saw every gang sign in America thrown in the air when that song came on.
“I'm about to go get me another drink. You want one?” he asked.
“Yeah. I'll take the same thing you having,” Chocolate replied. She watched Kendu walk over towards where Dirty Black and the rest of the crew stood.
“How Chocolate over there treating you?” Dirty Black smiled, sitting between two women like a sandwich.
“She good, money,” Kendu replied with a smile. For once in a long time he was having a good time. “I need some more drinks.”
“Hold on. My man bringing back more ice right now.” Dirty Black told him.
Seconds later a scrawny kid with a neck full of “Blood beads” entered the VIP section carrying a bucket of ice, his eyes low.
“Took you long enough, muthafucka!” Amazon yelled over the loud music.
“My bad, my bad,” the scrawny kid said. “It's this fine-ass bitch behind the counter I was tryin'a bag,” the kid said, motioning his head towards the bar. “And she got a fat ass.”
“Damn! She is fine as a muthafucka,” Amazon said, grabbing his crotch. “I'd tear that pussy up.” He laughed loudly as he gave the scrawny kid some dap, and the two men laughed extra loudly.
Kendu looked over toward the bar and immediately spotted Diamond behind the counter serving drinks.
What the fuck is she doing up in here?
he thought to himself. “Y'all hold that down. That's my wife,” he said, leaving the VIP section and heading straight for the bar.
Diamond handed a woman her drink, and when she looked up, she saw Kendu coming straight towards her. She had thought about hiding, but it was too late. He had already spotted her.
Kendu walked right up to the counter. “Fuck you doing up in here?” he yelled over the music.
“What does it look like I'm doing?” she shot back. “I work here.”
“What you mean, you work here? Fuck you doing working up in here?” he said, looking around.
“We need money, right?” Diamond sucked her teeth with an attitude. “I'm just trying to help.”
“What?” Kendu, his face crumpled, walked behind the counter so he could be face to face with his wife. “Didn't I tell you I had everything under control?”
“You always say that,” Diamond said in a bored tone.
Kendu quickly smacked the shit outta Diamond, causing her to stumble back into the cash register. “Fuck you think you talking to like that?” he barked as he moved in closer.
Before he could even say another word, he felt somebody tapping him on his shoulder. He turned around and found himself face to face with a dark-skinned brother.
“I'm the owner of this club,” Perry said in a professional manner. “Is there a problem over here?”
“I'm talking to my wife right now! Mind your business!” Kendu said, turning his back to Perry.
“Anything in this club is my business!” Perry said in a firm tone.
Kendu turned around and looked at Perry like he was insane as he cocked back and punched him in the face. Before Perry could react, Kendu was all over him, trying to take his head off.
Perry hit the floor, and as Kendu was about to stomp him out, a big bouncer threw him in a choke hold, as several big bouncers moved in for the kill. Kendu struggled to get free as he saw one of the bouncers about to punch him with brass knuckles on.
As soon as the bouncer got close, Dirty Black smacked him in the head with a Hennessy bottle. Amazon dropped the bouncer who held Kendu in a choke hold with a punch to the back of his head. From there the brawl popped off. Amazon was dropping anybody in his path, women included, while the rest of the crew and the bouncers got busy.
Seconds later, the dirty guy that Kendu had a fight with on his first day pulled out a 9 mm and pumped four shots into the ceiling—
Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!—
causing everybody to get low and scramble for their life.
Kendu looked around for Diamond, but he didn't see her. So he stayed low and ran up out the club.
“You all right?” Monica asked, helping Diamond up from off the floor.
“Yeah, I'm fine.” Diamond quickly rushed over to Perry's side. He was bleeding from his nose, and he also had a cut on the corner of his eye. “Are you all right?”
“Yeah, I'm straight,” Perry said, touching his eye. He just shook his head when his hand came away bloody. “You know that guy?”
“Yeah, that was my husband,” Diamond said, embarrassed. “I'm so sorry about this.”
Perry stood up and saw that the whole party had been shut down, and the only people still in the club were his staff and the DJ.
“Here. Let me help you clean that.” Diamond tried to clean Perry's wounds with a wet napkin.
Perry quickly caught her hand in mid-air before the napkin touched his skin. “You had anything planned for when you got off work?”
“No,” Diamond answered quickly. “Why? What's up?”
“Can you come with me to my crib real quick? I'ma need you to help count some money, unless you have to get home.” Perry winced in pain, hoping to win Diamond's sympathy.
“Yeah, I can do that. Ain't like I can go home tonight anyway.”
Perry stepped out in the parking lot just happy to be able to spend some quality time with Diamond. He didn't mind shedding a little of blood to be with his soon-to-be girl. “Follow me.”
“Okay,” Diamond replied. “And don't be driving all crazy.”
“What the fuck was that back there?” Dirty Black asked when the whole crew got back to their chill spot.
“My bad,” Kendu apologized. “When that clown hopped in my face, my first reaction was to snuff the nigga.”
“Ain't nothing wrong with that,” Amazon said from the sideline. “I do it all the time.”
“That was your wife back there?” Dirty Black asked.
“Yeah.”
“Fuck ya wife doing working at a club?” Dirty Black asked.
“She was trying to help me get up the money to pay you off.” Kendu felt bad for overreacting. All Diamond was trying to do was help him out. “We had a fight before I could tell her that me and you had worked everything out.”
“Listen, I know this is none of my business,” Amazon said, jumping back into the conversation, “but that nigga who jumped in ya business was acting like he was more than your wife's boss ... I'm just saying.”
“Word? You think so?” Kendu asked seriously.
“Yeah, I saw the same shit,” Dirty Black told him. “You might wanna look into that.”
“Yeah, I think I'm gonna do that,” Kendu said. Amazon and Dirty Black had just made his relationship with Diamond a lot more complicated just by stating their opinion. “Yo', I'm about to run to the crib and get this shit straight. I'ma holla at y'all tomorrow.” He gave the whole crew dap before he headed home so he could get things straight with his wife.
 
 
“Well, this is it,” Perry said as him and Diamond stepped foot inside his baby mansion.
By the look on Diamond's face, he could tell that she was feeling his crib.
“You like it?”
“Of course, I do. Perry, this house is beautiful,” Diamond said, sounding like a little girl.
“Yeah, right. I know your crib is probably real nice.”
“It is, but it ain't like this,” Diamond said honestly.
“Let me give you a tour of the place,” Perry said, leading the way.
Diamond followed Perry around his house with an amazed look on her face. Perry's crib was the bomb. He never had to leave his house if he didn't want to, because he had everything he could ever want inside.
“Where does this door lead to?” she asked, noticing that Perry forgot to show her what was behind one door in the house.
“Oh, umm, that's the basement,” Perry said, fumbling for words.
“Can I see it? I know it probably looks like another little house down there.”
“I would love to show you my basement, but I just had a flood down there the other day, and it's looking real nasty down there,” he lied. “Once I get all that taken care of, I'll gladly give you a tour and show you around down there.”
“No problem,” Diamond said as the two sat down on the couch.
“Okay, I guess we can get down to business and start counting up this money.”
“Hold up!” Diamond said in a stern voice. “We not counting shit until I take care of these cuts on your face.” She stormed off to the bathroom.
A smile quickly spread across Perry's face. He loved that Diamond was such a real woman. Any other woman would have just helped count up the money, got paid and left, but not Diamond. She was so different in Perry's eyes.
Diamond returned from the bathroom carrying a washcloth and some peroxide. Perry sat back on the couch and watched as Diamond gently cleaned his wounds. With each wound she cleaned, Perry could feel the love.

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