ACTUALLY NOT 0.3

Kisses…

“Hey Kim, long time no see where the hell has your ass been?” Linda, who goes by the name  Brown Beauty in the house, said to Kim better known around the club as Chyna White as she applied her make up. Sitting in nothing but a diamond encrusted G-String and 6inch heels. Not skipping a beat in re-applying her makeup she continued to dig into her “colleague” as they liked to call each other. “You don’t know how much money you’ve been missing out on. The niggas have been out for the three months you’ve been gone. Girl I’m so glad you’re back, we should do one of our acts together. I’m trying to get the baby’s clothes off layaway and you know that brings out them dollas.  And girl did you hear about what happened to Lauren?” Not even giving Linda a chance to answer she continued now applying her false eyelashes one by one. “Yes girl, her man came up in here and beat the shit out of her, uh huh pulled her ass off that stage and tried to cover her up. Can you believe niggas was just standing around watching, not doing shit! I would have done something but you see my little self he would have just threw me around like a rag doll. I mean I don’t even know what he tripping over, like, he met her in a club and now he’s tryna to make her quit and shit. Puh-leeze, Shit his pockets aint THAT deep, Okay.” She stops momentarily only to concentrate on the one individual lash that just wouldn’t stay in place. “And yeah I know you heard about Wizzys wife stormed in his office and found him getting head from Max right. Yesssss girl she dragged that bitch up out her husbands lap and tore her ass up and you know his no good trifling ass just zipped up his pants and walked out the room and let them two fight? Yes he did. He aint no damn good anyway, cheating on her after they been married for eight years and she gave him four beautiful little girls; That’s why I been stopped messing with him. Yup! Oh by the way I’m flying up to New York next month we should try and book our flights together if you go back around the same time I do. By the way speaking of New York how’s your mother? She is so sick, why don’t you just put her in a home or something. I mean no disrespect but I mean damn she is old. And if I were you…” Unable to take any more of Chyna’s blabbering she turned and said with a raised tone but still calm like a crazy person. “Well bitch you aint me so just shut the fuck up. If I ever hear you mention my mother again I will slice you from ear to ear. I wish I might consider doing a show with your nosey ass always in somebody’s fucking business; you need to worry about your damn self and get your shit together. ‘Fuck outta here, stupid ass trick” Her words ice cold frozen with poisonous venom she looked Chyna up and down one last time before she turned and walked away. Now raising from her chair the petite 5’2 Chyna white stood up from her chair. “Now hold on a mother fucking minute beauty I said I didn’t mean no disrespect and besides since you wanna go jumping down a bitch throat I don’t give a damn if the bitch lives or dies!” With that Beauty lunged across the vanity table that was now between them and had her hands around Chyna Whites’ neck.