Chapter 25 You going somewhere bitch?

• Amberleigh made an effort to sleep, but she spent most of her time chasing it, much in the way an addict would chase their next high. Elusive, and when she was able to fall asleep for a bit, it didn’t last long enough, and she found no relief in it. That used to be her life, back in the days of weed and pain pills she would crush and snort. But now she got her high in other ways.
• Ebony wasn’t helping her situation either as her ass was hogging the bed. Luckily, her friend slept until the sun went down. By that time, Amber had already showered, eaten a shit ton of comfort foods, packed her bags, and worked out her alibi. Ebony was bound to notice if she was missing for the next year. Maybe now the bitch would have a better chance of hooking a big fish if her toughest competition wasn’t around.
• She’d also spent the day going over every possibility behind Grayson’s shady deal. He was secretly gay, had some horrible disease, a grotesque deformity under his clothes, a tiny dick, a third nipple, was hardcore into bondage and had killed a lover, he was a serial killer, had genital warts, or was just horrible in the bedroom. So many possibilities and Amber had encountered a great deal of them in the club. Like the dude who had a small tail off his ass bone. That was a surprise under his designer suit indeed.