Chapter one the past
Where the hell is my gucci knee high boots? ZeZe! You better not have your little ass in my boots! I promise momma gonna belt you today. How may times I got to tell you not to touch my things. Zuluma yelled as she walked into here daughter's room. When she saw here daughter standing in front of the mirror wearing one of her red glittery dresses which was both of their was also wearing her gucci boots,Zuluma had to the anger left her and joy appered in her face as she seen her was her only child who had bold and vibrant red hair and intense dark eyes that went well with her skin. She still don't know where she gets her super red hair from since hers in orange and her lover/music manger Thomas hair was dark he didn't care he loved her the second she came out of that he always made sure that they were first despite the showgirl sluts and business partners. Having Zoey was a blessing to Zulma. The minute see give birth she had immediately been being a underclass stripper to a upperclass show girl,it made alittle difference,but in here her world where looks worth my than gold. Your looks choose if you will show your body for chump change or stacks of paper. She was a big part of Thomas mangenment, and before there realtionship was only business mixed with Zoey was born Zulma and Thomas quickly fell for one loved Zulma and worshiped Zoey he didn't care where she came from. In fact, he got her out of the trap call stripping and got her to work for him as a showgirl and kept her working because she brought in more many than any other of the girls. Which she didn't care because their love wasn't fairytale love. They lived the behind the scene life living behind closed doors. Where prince charmings had never been seen. Zulma was not into white ponies and happily ever after. All she knew was struggle, and since Thomas can provide her security and comfort was all she wanted. The was Thomas loved her was the only true love she will get. Eventhough she was hoped he make her his wife, but she just pushed it to the back of her mind. You look so gorgeous, baby girl, but mommy needs those boots, she stated as she approached Zoey and sat her down so she can uzip her out of the size nine boots. Why do you always pick the most expensive shoes in mommy's closet to play in? Never the old jcpenny shoes. Zulma stroked her daughter's warm cheek as she playfully told her about her shoes. Zoey laughed and reveled a tootless grin as she exposed her two missing front teeth. She was 7 years old but she was one of the most beautiful women on earth. I like googi it's bat , Zoey stated as she watched her mother slip into her shoes and sat on her bed to apply her makeup. It's gucci baby and you mean phat. So it's no doubt your damn father had you around one of your dumbass aunts. Where did you learn the word from Auntie Blanely Zoey said confused. How the hell does she know about anyting about being phat besides the fact that she fat f-a-t. Plus how can she affored gucci with her broke ass probly shops at no name brand stores! Zulma stated heatly. Zulma and Thomas explained their lifestyle to Zoey by telling her that Blanely one of Thomas's showgirl sluts was her aunt. Zulma hated the fact he couldn't cut her off both completly and had Zoey around her more than the others. Oh he is sooo getting an earfull from me about this sneaky basatard, she fumed quietly. Why can't I wear your stuff mommy? I can pay you. Daddy gives me lots of money pulling a small stack bills from a shoe box see Zoey stated childishly. Her young gentle voice made Zulma look at her daughter with love. She closed her eyes and tried to picture herself at that age but it was blank so she opens her eyes. She sat on Zoey's bed and patted her knee. Come here baby she said. Zoey sat in her mom's lap and begn to braid her hair. You pretty mommy Zoey said as she played with her mom's hair. Yes I'm pretty ZeZe but your beautiful. That's why you like nice things right? Zoey nodded as she kept playn with her mothers hair. That love for nice things will never change. But I won't always be here you need a plan ZeZe Zulma preached. What kind of plan mommy? A plan to survive baby to go for what you want in life. One day no matter what anyone or anything says you will be a beautiful woman. You been blessed girl you can make any man give you a second look. Men will stop and run to you baby because your a rare gem ZeZe. Whatever you want you can have but have a master plan don't settle for plan b stay until you get plan a. If done right you can have all the gucci you want. Can I have it know since I started plan mommy? Zulma laughed and said little girls don't get gucci, but my words hit your head one day. What you trying to teach her the smooth Thomas resonated through the room as his tall, lean frame leaned against the doorway. His dynamic presence demanded attention. Mommy's teaching me how to make a master plan Zoey chimed. A master plan really? Thomas put his hands in the pockets of his slacks. It's the only plan to get everything I want Zoey said proudly. Is that right he smiled pulling a little black box out of his pocket and gave it to Zoey. She opened it was a gold heart lockett with a picture of all three of them. Wow I love it but what about mommy? Zoey asked. I got one for her too he gave the same black box to Zulma too her necklace was the same excpt hers had diamonds on it. These are the only two woman on this earth who have my heart and if anything happens to me you guys will always have my heart Thomas said and kissed them both. Looking at his watch well baby I think it's time for us to go he said Zulma kissed Zoey on the check and left the room. Little did Zoey know this is the last time she will see her parents.
Fianlly chapter one is done. What will happen next I"ll update soon