Page 54 of The Ninth

“Boy, what the hell!” he laughed loudly. The happiest I’ve seen him. “At this point, we could close the other location down and just keep y’all. I’m amazed, woadie. Y’all really put on, straight like dat. Forever grateful.”

“Get a section, we can show you what we’ve been practicing...” Tati said sexily.

“I’m working!” he laughed off. “But four rich players y’all age asked me for you two in the section and you two only for a private dance. Please only go if comfortable, as always.”

C-Dollas looked at me, “Devy, put four bottles of Ace of Spades on their tab.” Ben smiled while being pulled away.

I did as I was told. Mac and I handed them the four glowing bottles as well as the sparklers. Several men watched as the both of them walked away, going up the steps to the private section. They got pulled to a private section five more times after that.

****

The club was emptying as security escorted people out group by group. Fans surrounded the club. The drunk ass players started a FUCK GREENBAY chant. Somehow, the girls and I still had all the energy. Even with regular clothes on, football players were still tipping Cassie. One’s wife kissed her on the lips.

We finally made it outside of the club. Security followed us to the Range Rover as we packed the trunk with clothes and the backseat with two duffels of money. Kenzie and I were speaking casually when we heard voices slightly raising. When the both of us looked, Poncho had somehow made it past security and was now arguing with Tati and Cassie.

“I’ll be back. I been waiting to beat this nigga up.”

I laughed as Kenzie walked off.

Pink walked up to me, smiling, “BOWWWW! You was tossing that fat ass!”

I giggled as I bent over, shaking my ass for her. She smacked my ass cheeks while also twerking before she slid her hand down my crack, rubbing my pussy. I wined in circles as she rubbed and rubbed. Whew! It’s been too long.

She laughed while pulling me up, “You lit, Vyn! Give me your number so we can go out outside of this damn club.”

I smiled and did just that. She hugged me bye while Snow waved.

I turned around, hoping Tati, Cassie, and Kenzie weren’t jumping Poncho. To my surprise.....they weren’t. Instead, Poncho had Tati wrapped in his arms, swaying her from side to side as she hugged on him. Kenzie was dancing to the song that blasted from his car. Cassie smiled big, recording the two fools with the flash on as they sung loudly together,

“YOU CAN HAVE MY SONNNNNNNNNN! DIAMONDS---YEAH!”

I cackled, turning and getting in the truck. By the time my ass touched the seat and the door was shut, the three of them was beating the fuck out this man. Damn, Poncho! They broke away, running to the truck and diving in. I watched with my eyes wide as he was on their heels. Their doors barely shut and locked before he was pulling on the handle. All four of us were in the back seat.

“TATIANNA! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR! YOU NOT GOING TO MIAMI, ON DOODAMAN!”

“YES I AM BITCH, AHAAA! YOU’RE SO WEIRDDD!”

We all laughed as Tati twerked her ass in the air.

Kenzie looked at the window. She grabbed Tati’s arm, stopping her. “Wait....where did he go?”

Our heads snapped around, looking to see where he could’ve went. There was a thud against the truck that caused all of us to jump. I don’t know Poncho Man, so I wasn’t aware of how crazy he was if at all. However, by their reactions? I was terrified.

THUD. THUD.

The truck shook a little. All of us held our breaths. There’s no way he can get in here. Is he going to break the glass?!

Suddenly, the nigga dropped inside the truck through the sunroof.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” the four of us screamed.

He grabbed Tatianna under her arms, pulling her onto the roof and out of the truck. Cassie grabbed her legs, but this little ass girl started to get drug out too as if her and Tatianna were connected. It took me and Kenzie grabbing their legs to get them both in the truck.

Tatianna jumped in the front, starting the truck and closing the sunroof as Kenzie and Cassie beat Poncho’s ass until it shut. This woman put the truck in reverse, backing up quickly and then slamming on the breaks. I watched in awe as Poncho flew off the roof, smacked the hood, and fell onto the ground.

Liv who was standing down the way threw her hands up as Ben fell over to the ground, crying laughing. Tati turned the wheel and drove around the body on the ground and out of the parking lot. The four of us erupted into laughter.

“THAT NIGGA CAN’T KEEP A BAD BITCH DOWN! HE DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WIT HAAA!” Cassie yelled.