Cold

Chapter 8.

Nariah POV

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"Hoe, stop being so damn loud. That s**t is irritating." I said. She smacked her lips and mugged me.

"b***h, bye," she said. I rolled my eyes and stepped on the elevator along with them.

"b***h, who is he?" Lacee asked loudly.

"The name is Snoopy, but you can call me Big Daddy Snoop if you are freaky," He said as he kissed her hand. I chuckled at Snoop crazy ass. She smirked then snatched her hand back.

"Well okay then, Snoopy," She said. He wiggled his eyebrows at her. I couldn't do anything but shake my head. Then the elevator finally came to the stop.

We got off the elevator and began walking to the Mac store. I needed some more makeup. Every time I go somewhere, I just have to buy some makeup.

After a few minutes, I heard some loud talking. I looked and seen Snoop and Lacee arguing about some. I shrugged and continued doing what I was doing.

I went to the register and sat everything down on the counter. It was a young boy working the cashier. He was cute.

"Will that be all?" He asked as he stared at my titties. I smirked.

"Well, I was hoping I could get your number," I said as I leaned over the counter. I looked at his name tag, which read Drey. "Drey," I said calling his name. He looked shocked. Then he nodded eagerly.

"$313.53," He said. I gave him the credit card. He looked shocked again. Then he swiped it and wrote something down on the receipt. He handed me the bag and receipt.

I looked at it and saw that it was his number. I looked up and licked my lips. I winked and walked off. I heard Lacee and Snoop laughing.

"You a hoe, Riah," Lacee said. I shrugged.

"Call it what you wanna call it," I said. Then I stopped to think about what store I needed to go to.

"Aye, Lacee, what store you think I should go in to find a dress for a charity dinner?" I asked her. She looked confused.

"Gucci," She said. We walked into the Gucci Store. When we got there, it was nothing but white folks in here. They all looked at us like we were some damn aliens. Then a worker walked up to us.

"I'm sorry. I think you all have the wrong store. Rainbow's is on the left wing of the mall." The snobbish, white b***h said earning little giggles from the rest of the workers.

"b***h, we got the right damn store. You should move yo damn ass out of the damn way." Snoop told her. Her eyes widened, and she looked like she was finna s**t herself.

I walked passed the woman and went to the women side. I walked over to where the dresses were and looked at them. I grabbed up a couple of them to try on.

"I'm finna go look for me some new hoes. I'll meet yall at the food court." Snoop said as he left out of the store.

"How did you meet him?" Lacee asked me.

"Through business," I said. She nodded her head and didn't ask any more questions.

After getting like 7 dresses, I went to the dressing rooms. I walked to the biggest one and stood beside the door. I was waiting on one of the white bitches to come and open the door for me.

The same snobbish lady that stopped us at the door came and opened the door for me. She quickly did it then walked away.

I went into the dressing area and closed the door, while Lacee stayed out and looked for more dresses.

I tried all 7 of the dresses, I brought with me, on and none of them was what I was looking for. I didn't like any of them.

"b***h, did you like any one of the?" I heard Lacee ask.

"Nah, they weren't what I was looking for," I said as I took the last dress off. Then I heard footsteps.

"b***h, open the door. I got another dress for you." She said. I opened the door and looked at the dress Lacee held. It was a black dress, and it was beyond gorgeous.

I closed the door back and tried it on. I looked in the mirror and was shocked. I looked good as hell in the dress.

"b***h, you got it on?" Lacee asked.

"Ye-" I was cut off by her.

"Well, open the damn door," she said. I chuckled and opened the door.

"Bitchhhhh, you fine," She dragged out. "Turn around and let me see that ass," She said and twirled me around. I chuckled. She smacked my ass hard as hell.

"Ouuuu, yes, bih," She said.

"I do look good," I said. "Don't it?" I asked her. She nodded quickly.

"Aight, ima get this one," I said to myself and to her. "Can you go find me some heels to match it and some accessories?" I asked. She smacked her lips.

"b***h, I ain't yo damn slave but okay. I got you." She said and closed the door. I took off the dress and put it back on the hanger.

I put my outfit back on and my shoes. Then I fixed my hair and looked in the mirror. I fixed myself until it was to my liking then I grabbed the black dress and walked out, leaving the other 7 dresses in there.

I went to where Lacee was standing. She had some black pumps in her hand and a gold, thin necklace.

"Here, Riah. I see a sexy demon walking" She said as she handed me the items then running out of the store. I shook my head.

As I looked to see if I needed anything else, my phone started ringing. I looked at it to see it was Cold.

"Yo," I answered.

"WHY THE f**k YOU AINT RIDE WITH JAXON, AND WHY THE f**k DID YOU TELL HIM TO TAKE THE REST OF THE DAY OFF?" Cold yelled angrily.

"Well damn, hello to you too," I said.

"Nariah, where the f**k you at?" He asked angrily.

"Gucci 2 times, say it 2 times. Gucci Gucci 2 times. I'm at the Gucci's store." I said as I song Gucci Mane - Gucci 2 Times.

"Be home by 6, Riah," He said to me, which cause me to huff.

"Aight, Cold,'" I said and hung up before he could say anything else.

I went to the register and sat the dress, heels, and the necklace down. I looked up and seen another white b***h, the cashier, looking at me. She looked like something had disgusted her.

"I'm sorry, but I don't think you can afford this," she said. I chuckled to myself. Then I pulled my blade out of my mouth and grabbed the b***h. I pulled her across the counter. She let out a squeal. Then I put my blade by her neck.

"Look, b***h, I'm about damn tired of all y'all racist asses. b***h, if you don't ring this s**t up and shut the f**k up, I am going to disconnect yo head from yo gotdamn body." I said and pushed her ass back across the counter. I put the blade back in my mouth and watched as she quickly rung my stuff up.

I paid for it and left. As soon as I walked out of the store, I saw Lacee walking to me looking pissed off.

"What happened to yo man candy?" I asked as I walked to the salon, which I owned.

"He was gay," She mumbled. I laughed as we walked into my salon.

"Hey, boss, you here to get a touch-up?" One of my employees, Shay, asked. I nodded.

"What about you, Lacee?" Shay asked with an attitude.

"b***h, don't worry about me," Lacee said. I groaned because I knew that they were about to be at each other's neck. They couldn't stand each other because of me

Well, Shay and I used to talk. Lacee found out I was f*****g Shay and got mad. They actually fought that day too. Ever since that day, they have been acting like this.

"Yall, chill," I said to Shay and Lacee. "Shay, come do my hair," I said to Shay as I walked back to her chair. Everybody began speaking to me as I walked to Shay's station. I nodded at them and kept it moving.

I sat down in Shay's chair, but I could feel her tensed vibe.

"You still fuckin' that b***h?" Shay asked. I smacked my lips.

"Nah, Shay, I'm chillin," I said. She nodded.

"What you want done?" She asked as she ran her hand through my hair.

"A sew in," I answered her. "I want it my regular length and dye it like a brownisheddish color," I said told her.

She washed my hair then braided it up. She sewed in some Brazilian hair with a closure. Then she dyed it. Once she had the dye on and let it sat for a while, she washed the dye out. Then she blow dried my hair, cut it, and styled it.

When she was done, she turned me around to the mirror. I smiled as I looked at myself. Shay never seems to fail me.

"Damn, you the bomb, Shay," I said to her, which caused her to blush.

"Here, ma," I said and gave her $500.

"That's too much, Riah," She said and tried to hand it back to me.

"That's just your tip. I still gotta pay for my hair." I said. She rolled her eyes and walked with me to the register. I smirked.

$210," She said. I handed her Cold's credit card.

"Thanks, ma," I said and turned to walk out.

"Riah," She called me. I turned around then lifted an eyebrow.

"U-um bye," she said. I nodded.

I walked to the food court to see Snoop and Lacee sitting down and eating. I set my clothes down and went to Subway.

When I got my food, I went back and sat down. I looked and seen Snoop was getting up to run after some girl. I looked at Lacee, and she was giving me the cold shoulder. I shook my head.

"What the f**k is yo problem Lace?" I asked. She looked at me and rolled her eyes.

"Nothing," She said angrily. Then I thought about it. She always acts like this when we leave from around Shay.

"Look, Lace, you gotta stop with this jealous s**t. You ain't my b***h. You are my friend, meaning I can f**k whoever I wanna f**k. Your ass needs to stop getting so damn jealous all of the damn time." I said and took a bite out my sandwich. She was quiet then she looked at me.

"I know, Riah, but it's hard," she said. I nodded understandingly.

"Look, ma, I understand all that but just control yo damn jealousy," I said. She nodded her head.. It was awkward for a minute but then Snoop came back.

"Bitches these days be tripping," He said. I chuckled.

"How?" I asked as I took another bite from my sandwich.

"I asked that lil hoe over there for her number, and she slapped me. Then I pinched her titty and ran back over here." He said. Lacee and I burst out laughing.

"Why she slapped you?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I don't know. I even asked her politely." He said.

"Ok, what did you say?" I asked.

"I said, "Aye, lil hoe, can I please have yo number?" He said so seriously. Lacee burst out laughing, and I just stared at this nigga. He really is off.

"Tell me that wasn't polite," He said.

"Yea, but next time say may I," I said sarcastically. We just started back eating and then it hit me.

"Lace, who you were talking about earlier?" I asked her. She confusedly looked at me. "When you said one of my ex-hoes got pregnant," I added.

"I was talking about Breesha," She said. Then Snoop started coughing.

"You gay?" He asked.

"Bi " I corrected. All he did was nod and continued eating.

We finished eating and said our goodbyes to Lacee. I made Snoop carry my bags to the truck. Then once we got in, he asked me a question that I wasn't expecting.

"Are you Ghost?" He asked, which caused me to tense up.