Page 108 of The Ninth

“She wanted it, right? Is that why he had my cousin pinned down?”

CRACK!

Devyn picked her foot up, slamming it down on to this bitches face. I got off her, allowing Tati to pull her up so she could fight back. Pink threw punches wildly as Devyn, Tati, and Kenzie were hitting her from all angles.

You could see every muscle in Devyn’s arms every single time she swung. Deck after deck, she was fucking Pink’s jaw up. Her lips were balled, breathing heavy. The punches were coming too quick for Pink to block them or fight back. Her weave was fucked up, head knotted, face bleeding, and clothes torn up. After a while, she stopped fighting back and just tried running away. They was doing her the worst way.

I tied my hair up, preparing to jump back in and get this hoe. Before I could even take off running towards Pink, I was lifted in the air and onto someone’s shoulder. I glanced in the mirror as I was about to tweak off but noticed I was staring at the back of Ben. He was the one who had me lifted. I instantly calmed my ass down.

“AYE! AYE! AYE!” Liv yelled, yanking Tati off of Pink. Security came and grabbed both Devyn and Kenzie. Pink took off running into the bathroom, screaming and crying. When Liv let Tati go to follow behind Pink, Tati took off running. That’s until Ben spoke up,

“AYE! SITCHO ASS DOWN, WOADIE. YOU THINK I’M FINNA LET YOU BEAT SHORTY ASS TO DEATH IN FRONT OF ME?!”

Tatianna stopped in her tracks as Liv continued into the bathroom. I was just hanging in the air. Finally, this nigga put me on my feet. Not shit was funny about the look on his face. He was pissed and it was clear.

“So, wassam?! Nobody got an explanation as to why y’all did her like that on top of being late?”

“She’s dangerous!” Devyn spoke out. For whatever reason, his expression softened once he saw how serious she was. “She’s preying on girls inside and outside of the club and feeding them to her boyfriend.”

“It’s true,” I nodded. “She’s been begging me to fuck her and her nigga for months if not over a year. Remember you had to put him out, Timbo? After he and Pink were pressing me?”

“Yeah,” Timbo looked at Ben. “Liv said that was Pink’s second strike. She be on some other shit.”

“And yo big fat head ass ain’t tell me shit!” Ben yelled at him. “Timbo, bro. I’m finna back the fuck outta ya.”

He squeezed the bridge of his nose as Kenzie walked to him, putting her hand on his arm. “Ben, we’re sorry for handling this in your club. She and her nigga almost got somebody close to us. This is our first time catching up with her. But you cannot keep her here. What is it going to say about you if half of your female staff are continuously ending up as prostitutes and escorts?”

“Where her nigga be?” We fell silent. The look in his eyes was dark. His muscles were flexed. Brown, short, curly fro and face beautiful as hell...but he still looked like a murderer. “HUH?!”

“He’s handled already, Cassie told her man,” Tati answered quickly. “But if we find out, we’ll get that to you.”

“Go to work, bro. The next time y’all beat somebody’s ass like that, I’ma beat y’all’s!”

The words slipped out of my mouth too fast for me to catch em, “From the back? You promise?”

“MMCHT!”

He threw his hands in the air while shaking his head. Tati cackled, pushing the four of us out of the dressing room. Ben came to the door and watched us walk out,

“Y’all lucky tonight is semi-private. There’s some football players out there so please act right. And C-Dollas, handle the right section for me. My niece is up there.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”

It felt good to get that anger off me. To get payback for Devyn. She already seemed much happier than she was previously. I let my hair down as we all made our way to the bar.

“C-Dollas, come here!” a running back named Josiah yelled loudly.

“Give me a second!”

Multiple people said hi to us as we reached the bar. Tati took a shot before going to strip. While Kenzie prepared Ben’s peoples’ bottles, I glanced over into VIP. Fuck. G, it’s always something. Devyn glanced over, noticing him too.

“Oooo, C-Dollas...I gotta tell you something!” she said nervously.

I squinted my eyes as Juan waved me over. Hesitantly, I walked over to him. He looked as good as I left him. But the butterflies were gone. That’s something...right?

“Juan.”

“Cassandra. Sit down, you acting Hollywood like you don’t know anybody!”