"Nyla give me a kiss I'm leaving." She call her self being mad at me for leaving out.

"Elijah do you really have to leave it's after 9 at night."

"Come on Nyla how many times we have to go through this you know I have business to handle."

"What kind of business do you have to handle at this time of the night. Besides some hoe being in your face."

"What the fuck Nyla why do you always have to start a argument. You know I have to check out the clubs and other shit why you nagging me tonight."

"If I'm nagging you then leave I'm not about to do this."

"Man fuck this." She was irritating me right now.

"I hope that hoe is worth losing me." Oh my god here she go with this shit.

"What fucking hoe Nyla? I don't got no fucking hoes and if I did she wouldn't be a nagging bitch."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard exactly what the fuck I just said. This whole week you been nagging the fuck out of me you are annoying as fuck. I just need to check my businesses out and you in here bitching starting arguments. I'm tired of this shit."

"Fuck you don't bother coming home then since I'm a nagging annoying bitch."

"I won't come home I'll just link with one of my hoes." Next thing I know I feel a slap across my face I couldn't believe it. Out of reflex I back handed her she flew to the floor I know I smacked her hard. "What the fuck is wrong with you Nyla why would you put your hands on me."

"I hate you Elijah." She got up and ran in the bathroom crying She was holding her face where I hit her at.

"Shit I'm sorry Nyla I didn't mean it it was out of reflex." I said to the bathroom door she locked it but I know she can hear me.

"Leave me alone." She said between her cries I felt bad I didn't mean to hit her.

"I'm sorry." I just left because everything just got out of hand to fast. I jumped in my car and drove off to one of my clubs to hang with my niggas I need a drink tonight.

"Damn nigga you finally made it niggas been waiting a hour for you." My homeboy Chris yelled over the loud music of course we had VIP.

"I know I had to handle something." Even though Chris is like my brother I don't tell my personal business to no one. What goes on between me and Nyla stays between me and Nyla.

"You look stress nigga you need a drink here." Chris handed me the bottle of henny I took it straight to the head. All I thought about was the argument between me and Nyla. I don't know why she been bugging me lately but she been aggravating a nigga. She make me not even want to come home sometimes. I don't know why the fuck she so clingy now it's getting on my nerves though.

We been at the club for about 2 hours now and I'm drunk as fuck. Nyla called me about 5 times already but I didn't answer her. I'm trying to enjoy me night and she probably calling me to get on my nerves. She texted me several times I didn't even read them shits. I'm going to enjoy my night with my niggas I deal with her in the morning.

"Where the strippers at man?" Ace asked. Ace is my cousin his mom and my mom are sisters.

"Ion know but I could use one right now. Chris tell them strippers we want lap dances up here now." Chris went down to the floor to get some strippers to bring up to VIP. He brought up 5 girls for us and the guys to give us dances. This certain one caught my eye though. She was staring at me all night while she was dancing. I mean the look she giving me I know she want me. She had some white lace see through once piece on. Her ass completely swallowed the panty part I was in a daze I'm not gonna lie.

"Hey handsome." She sat down on my lap. "You want a lap dance." She was rubbing all over me. "Or maybe I can take you in the back and dance for you privately." She stood up and pulled me up with her. I grabbed my henny bottle and she lead the way to the private room in the back.

She put some music on the first song was Juicy J bands a make her dance.

Bandz a make her dance, bandz a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussy, I'm just popping bandz
Bandz a make her dance, bandz a make her dance
These chicks clappin', and they ain't using hands

I watched her swing her hips and twerk she was working the pole I'm not gonna lie.

Bandz a make her dance, bandz a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussy, I'm just popping bandz
Bandz a make her dance, bandz a make her dance
These chicks clappin', and they ain't using hands

I was drinking straight from the henny bottle and lit up a blunt while I watch her work the pole. She climbed all the way up and dropped down to a split that alone had me wanting to do some things to her. She twerked and shakes her ass to the whole song until another one came on. Pop that by French Montana came on.

Drop that pussy bitch
What ya twerkin' wit'?
I'm young Papi,
Champagne they know the face, and they know the name
Drop that pussy bitch
What you twerkin' with?
Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce (What ya twerkin' wit'?)
Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce (What ya twerkin' wit'?)

I had about 2 thousand in cash on me right now in twenties I was throwing money at her she was about to get this whole stack.

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that (What ya twerkin' wit'?)
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that (What ya twerkin' wit'?)
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that (What ya twerkin' wit'?)
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop

She slowly started making her way towards me while un doing her white lace see through one piece.

Montanna! Work, work, work, work, work, work
What you twerkin' wit'?
Throw it, bust it open, show me what you twerk wit'?
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I'm in that white ghost chasin' Pac-Man
Hundred out the lot, I be leaning that Ciroc
Hundred large bring a mop
Cars tinted like Barack
Got a Brinks truck in my pocket
Thirty chains on my collar
Two drops, no mileage
Top off like Wallace
And I'm hella smoke, bitch know that
Filthy rich before rap
Your new deal, I throw that
Three beans I'm on that (huah!)
We pop a molly (huah!) she bus' it open (huah!)
She seen the 'gatti (huah!) that pussy soaking

By now she was standing in front of me shaking her ass she was naked now. She only had some clear stripper heels on I was definitely getting turned on. I wasn't even thinking about Nyla not one bit. She sat down on my lap and starting grinding I kept drinking my henny I put the blunt in the ash tray.

Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that (What ya twerkin' wit'?)
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop that pop that (What ya twerkin' wit'?)

*

The next morning I had a headache and I can't remember shit. I look down and see some girl laying down on me . I jumped which cause her to wake up.

"What the fuck." She yelled I got up from the bed looking around realizing this ain't my house and she ain't Nyla.

"Oh fuck!" I said more to myself.

"Where you going baby." The girl asked in a whiny annoying ass voice.

"Bitch I am not your baby don't call me that."

"Well I thought after last night-"

"I can't remember last night." I hurriedly got dress and grabbed all my shit. I tossed 3 hundred dollars on the night stand.

"Well let me remind you we was in the private room at the strip club we fucked. Then I took you here to my place where we had sex all night." I walked right out her room and out the ducking door I can't believe I cheated on Nyla again.

"FUCK!" I yelled hitting the steering wheel when I got inside my car. I'm disgusted with my self I can't remember shit from last night I hope I use protection. Oh my god I can't believe this shit now I have to go home to Nyla I feel guilty already.

I brought some breakfast and some red roses for Nyla. Hoping she wouldn't ask where the hell I been all night because I don't even know what to tell her. I don't want to lie to her but I can't tell her that I cheated again. This time I really didn't even mean to do this I just proposed to her last month and I fucked up already. I drove home slow as hell I swear I didn't want to go home. I couldn't even face Nyla right now but I have no choice.

When I got home it was quiet as hell Nyla car was there so o figure she was home since today is Saturday and she don't usually work on Saturdays. I sat the breakfast down in the kitchen on the island counter. I grabbed the roses so I can wake her up with them. But when I got to the room it was no one there. The room was clean as usual but I noticed a note on the bed. I laid the roses down on the bed and opened the letter to read it.

Dear Elijah,

Lately we been working out but for some reason I feel as if we just can't get it right. With you staying out late and some nights you don't come home is really tearing our relationship apart. Yes I know your busy and have business to take care of but not every night you need to stay out. Last night our argument really showed me how you felt and you calling me out my name and hitting me was the last straw I'm sorry but I had to go. I just need some space apart from you right now. I'm not saying this the end but I really need some space from you. Don't come looking for me because I'm long gone now. When I'm ready I'll come back.

I love you if you want this relationship you will change.

Love Nyla ❤️.