Vibing Over Hoeism | Jessica Swiatkowski Goes Into More Detail & Jarett Scott Tells His Side | Zola & A “Wild Weekend In Florida”
Last week you read the story of Zola aka Ariah King who told of a made for TV tale of a trip to Florida filled with stripping, tricking, kidnapping, suicide attempt and murder. Here Jessica tells a more detailed account of her story:
Again I’ve left spelling and punctuation in it’s original form so as not to disturb the intensity and originality of the story. I did break up the story into paragraphs to make reading easier for you Jessica’s story is also available to read below:
“Here’s the whole story – sent by Jess.
Let’s start by saying that the beginning of Aziah’s story is about the only part of her story that is somewhat true. I did meet Aziah while eating at Hooters. A good friend of mine and I were eating when she walked by at the time with long hair and her hooters uniform. She looked amazing so we called her over. I guess you could quote Aziah on the fact that we were “vibing on our hoeism or whatever” seeing as how she was showing me her a full nude blog that she runs under the name Zola. In a picture I noticed a red and silver sequined thong. Being a dancer myself I recognized it immediately.
We began talking about how long we’ve been strippers and what Detroit clubs we’ve worked in. I admitted to dancing in basically every club on the 8 mile strip since 18 years old explaining that I go where the money is. She informed me that she was a dancer at trumps. I was getting ready to leave and tables were getting full so we exchanged numbers and parted ways.
I contacted Aziah about a day later to tell her I had a job interview at the same Hooters and as she said I invited her to come down to Florida with me to dance (believe it or not most strippers do travel and stick together). Like Aziah’s story she had her things ready by 8:00pm and was indecisive because her fiancé was not wanting her to go. However the thing that got in the car with myself and the man we will continue to call “Z” (not even close to his name) was not the same Aziah I picked up in the bar days before! This girl walks out in some basic leggings and torn shirt with a short nappy wig on that, excuse my language, smelled like ass! I gave her a break and assumed she knew how to clean up well and that she only looked like this for the hours we’d be in the car. The entire encounter in the basement of my house is false – nothing to be said. Fast forward to actually being in Florida and as she said we were stuck in a really janky motel. Welcome to Tampa during Spring Break! No nice hotels had vacancy for the week.
Aziah and I wanted to hop right into the money so we got ready for work that night while Jarrett found the numbers to clubs for us. We got out, had dinner at J Alexander’s with “Z” and yes his fiancé! We then dropped Jarrett off and got dropped off ourselves at the Gold club. I was given paperwork immediately to sign and hired on spot and Aziah, who hadn’t clean up like I’d hoped, had to audition. Reason to be a jealous bitch number one!
It’s true that this club was completely off their rocker we had to wear nude nipple covers and have our butts covered and to top it off there were a million and one rules on how to acquire a back room. Within an hour or two I made only $100, not something I was pleased, with and Aziah had made one dollar. Reason to be a jealous bitch number two!
I could tell she was highly uncomfortable so I called “Z” and had him get us. He told us like Aziah said that his fiancé had had a slow night as well and we were going to pick her up at the club she works in. (FYI she doesn’t live in Florida not own a house) We waited until about 4AM before Jarrett completely blew up my phone. Knowing Z he instantly said I never went to a club I had to of been “trapping” and as the story explained Jarrett is quite the emotional fella. There was no making him realize clubs in Tampa run till 5am. I was not trying to deal with that so I booked a new hotel room for the night. Z and Aziah get to talking and she explains basically that all she does at work is extras (aka prostitution) and all she wants to do for money is lay on her back and take it. So I’m like cool I don’t care what this girl does support the naked hustle. I’m not one to tell a bitch what to do with her body. So she downloads a texting app and goes straight to work.
I’m handling the phone, she gives me the prices of $80 short stay (10 minutes), $100 half hour, and $120 for an hour. I said ok and I wait on clients. The night was dead for her. The only client who came, saw her and walked out. We went to bed and I wake up to my phone again buzzing like crazy I look and of course it’s Jarrett!
He had posted on my Facebook that I suck old man dick for money. My family is seeing and commenting on this so I flip. That’s when he tells me he gave all my stuff to a bum and was going for a walk. Hell no. So I call Z and we head over to the motel. Z snaps and makes Jarrett delete the post and finds my things which are under the bed. As I have his phone it starts blowing up and we see that not only is everyone from our hometown texting him asking about the post but also a drug dealer from Tampa was texting.
Z asks who he is and Jarrett explains that he told a random guy on the street his girlfriend is a prostitute and coming home with all kinds of money to pay for what the guy had fronted him. Z freaked out had him on the floor crying and admitting to being a bitch. He told him to grab his shit and start walking. Like the original story Jarrett starts punching himself in the face slamming his head off walls crying and acting a total fool. Z says since people know that we’re dancers and that at least one girl was trapping we need to leave immediately and they would break in assuming there’s money in the room.
We drove over to the hotel his fiancé was staying in and again Aziah got to selling herself. While we all walk around the hotel we get back after her first call an old Chaldean man she made $80 cool. Next they’re asking for an outcall she agrees so we get in the car and head out. On the way there the texts start to get odd they begin asking if there’s more than one girl because his friends are over. We say no and continue to try to understand his broken English. We get there and Aziah heads in.
She never texts Z the code word (Gucci) to let us know that she was okay, got her money, and would be out soon. So I knock on the door. The door flies open to a room full of half-naked Mexican men and Aziah’s pathetic ass already naked. I asked if she was good and if she’d gotten her money (what should have been $100 from each guy). She explained they refused to pay upfront and that she couldn’t understand them much. I look at her with this ‘could you be that dumb’ kind of look, throw her clothes at her, and demand she get back in the car before she gets herself killed over a few hundred dollars.
She gets in the car and Z is furious screaming at her the entire way. We get back to the hotel and things are calm. She gets another outcall. A hotel across the street in room 111. We drop her off for what was supposed to be an hour and since we were across the street did leave. We come back 45 minutes later and Aziah won’t answer and again we realize we never got the code text.
Z and I run inside and head up to 111 they open the door and Aziah isn’t there. I start blowing her up and hear her phone through the door of 101. I can hear her talking so we assume she’s ok. Z had me knock on the door. This giant and I truly mean giant black male opens the door and smiles. I said “I’m here for Zola?”
He laughs and closes the door behind me. I’m a mom so I’m freaking out at this point. Aziah is in the back bedroom. I walk in and there’s beds on beds in this room! Each one covered in Michael Kors and all kinds of name brands. Working in Detroit I knew what was going on immediately!! I grab Aziah and tell her she’s an idiot and the man is a pimp! A large scale one at that. I grab her things and we start rushing out and of course seeing as how he’s the size of a sky scraper he stops us and won’t let us leave. Eventually I get the door open and run making as much noise as possible. No smart pimp will chase in a hotel and make a scene. Aziah is right behind me and we see Z and Jarrett. Crying, I explain the situation and unfortunately that’s where my story of drama runs dry. There were no hand guns nor any murder. Z called the police and said a pimp was living there and tried to kidnap his daughter and her friend and hung up. We return to the hotel and Aziah is on the phone again. I said “Hell no, you’re done! We’re almost dying and you’ve made $80 today. f*** you.”
Jarrett and Aziah fall asleep and I tell Z they both need to take their psycho asses home. Z buys them tickets for the next flight out. I play dumb and head to bed. Z wakes them up 6am the next morning like here your shit is packed, you gotta go! Jarrett I’m taking your phone with you runnin your mouth. Jarrett freaks! Starts crying again begging me to leave with him saying I’m all he has blah blah. Z cracks up out of nowhere because Jarrett’s ex is calling under the contact name of “my love”.
I answer it and sit on the balcony talking to her learning quite a bit. That’s when, yes, Jarrett for the 50th time in our relationship threatens suicide and swears he’s gonna jump off the balcony. Z just grabs him and takes him to the car.
So sorry no crazy cliff hanger here – or in this case balcony hanger. They were sent home I enjoyed my last day in Florida at the pool and headed to the next state to see my daughter thanks to Aziah’s money haha. So all in all like my Twitter says I give Aziah a round of applause on her creativity. After years of a blog and trapping this girl finally got some attention.”
Here is Jarrett Scott’s account of the weekend.
“You guys better be ready for this so this is how it all began the one the only real storie right here.
So i get off work one night i come home to z house where me and jess had been staying. She gose baby i met this really cute lil mixed girl at hooters today when me and my aunt went there for lunch. She gose she said shes down to chill some time she cool she smokes and shit and she live not to far away i said cool alright. So a few weeks later z and his girl come home from a trip to arizon and this is the first time we meet z. well z instantly starts talking to jess trying tobget her on his “team.
So i tell her i dont really like this guy not realy at all kind of throws off a bad vibe to me. She says baby just see if hes cool give him a chance so i do. So a few weeks go by and z and his girl leave go back to flordia
Well z only stays down there with her for a week or two and he comes back so when z comes back he starts finding some girl. Girls that wanna go down to flordia to “dance” cough cough prostitute so z make a few run to flordia and back the next couple weeks. Diffrent girls every time so z comes back the last time and starts convincing jess that she can make all this money just dancing down there. So she agrees to go down and check it out so she tells z that she want me to come tho if she’s going. So kbowing his biggest opportunity to male money wont go with out me he offers me to go on a all expenses paid trip to flordia.
Of course i say yes and we plan the trip for the 19 thru the 23 of march the biggets time down there spring trainning in tampa. So wensday come i get off work and i meet jess z and now zola at z where we go to sleep for the night. So we wake up 12 am thursday and head to flordia so we drive all day thursday and end up in tampa thursday after noon/ night. Z checks me zola and jess in to some dumpy ass hotel on the outskirts of tampa and say be ready in 1 hour for dinner with my girl look good. So we all get looking real good dress up nice go out for a nice dinner at a nice steakhouse in tampa. We all eat dinner and get back in the car z say ypu guys go back to the room get ready and ill take you to drop you off at the club. So they get ready z me and his girl take them and drop them at the club then the drop me back off at this dumpy hotel. Well me being tired from driving all day i go to sleep so i wake up about 3 in the moring and am lost as to where the girls were at. So i look up the club they went to and it dont close till 4 so no worries i just fall back asleep so i wake up again now about 6 o clock
Still no girls so now at this point i start to get a little worried so i text her asking here where shes at no reply i call her a few times. Still no answer so finally now about 6 she say we went to a different club thats open till 6 so we will be back soon.
So im walking around waiting on them now about 7 and still nothing no girl no call no text so i call her and she says.Z must have fallen asleep or forgot us so we just walked to a hotel down the street and we are gunna get a room here. Boom threw up a instant red flag to me no that shit dont happen so i start tripping out on her at this point i had in my head. That she went home with a dude from the club to male some extra money and so did zola so i freaked out on her. I posted on her facebook “sucking dicks for dollars your the true mvp” well that really got to her she dodnt like that at all.
So im all pissed off i leave the room im walking around loosing my mind and this cool black man comes up ro me and say hey lil dude.You look like something f****** you up bad you wanna smome this blunt with me so i said sure why not what do i got to loose at this point. So me and this black dude chilling kickin it just talking bout life and shit when i get a call from z where the f*** you at man. Why the f*** are you not at the room i said whats it matter man everyone left me so i figured id just go have funn at least.
He say get back here now we are out of here. So i come back get up to the room and walk in th where he standing there and slams the door shut he say let me see you phone i said no. Its my phone he said just give me tge phone befor i f****** hurt you man. Ill remind u now z is a huge black man at least 3 times my size. So i hand him the phone at this point jess is on the bed in tears crying her eyes out zola in the coner not know wtf to think
And me standing in front of z wondering wtf hes gunna do to me lol.
So he gose deletle that shit right now and make sure its f****** gone shes has a kid and shit and family on there wtf are you thinking. Then he gose to me so heres whats going to happen jess shes nonlonger your girl shes mine now you no longer talk to her look at her nothing. He says i find out your talking to her about her or anything ill have yu f****** killed so of i have no other choice at this point. But to listen to him so he say lets go u guys pack all your shit now everyone around her knows theres girls in here with alot of money. So get your shit and get in the car now so we all pack our shit and get in the car he takes them and drops them off at his girls hotel. He says lets go to the club and get drunk your all depressed and i dont wanna see u like this so cheer up lil nigga. At this point im thinking to my self wtf is wrong with this guy wants to kill me one min and take my girl but then tries to be nice after?
So we go to the club next door get some free lunch a quite a few drinks and we leave we all meet up get in the car. Where we go to find us a new hotel to stay at. The hotel we go to this time is actully nice not a dump so we get a roon get all seteled in and z says to the girls get ready take some pics. And we will get those ads up right away on back page so at this point im basicly being forced to watch my ex girl now get pimped out. So they get all ready and z say alright lets leave boom first call not even 20 mins after ad is posted boom call after call so now about 11.
Me a z are sitting in the hotel bar having a few drinks when jess walks up and say lets go i have a out call right dpwn the street. Z says stay here imma drop her off ill be right back so z comes back now about 12 and the bar is closing so he said come one lets go. So we go over to the club and start having a few drink well he gose i know a girl in here will give you a dance. That will make ypu feel like your having sex so he saybi already paid for a half hour just go over there and cheer up. So i go over to this girl and get this dance and it was just a dance by far the best one ive ever had in my life. So i get done i come pout and z saynlets go we gotta go get jess so we go to get jess at this other hotel. We pull up out front and she comes running out bawling her eyes out scared for her life can barly talk nothing so we ask her what happened. So she gose on to explain, this big black man pulled me in to his room when he opened the door he took my phone and threw it and broke it. He told me i was prettie than any of his girls and that he could do a better job of taking care me than you can z so i managed to get away. And i waited for you why did you leave still bawling her eyes out so he say lets go jarret so me and him jump out the car run inside. And at this point im think hell yeah we gunna kick this motherfuckers door in and teach him a lesson not to mess with other peoples girls.
But no z walks up to the conter and demads the clerck to go kick the guy out of room 210 cause hes up there pimping put girls the man refuse. Saying he paid and i have no proof sir so z demands that the man calls the cops then cause he wants to talk to him so the man dose. Z grabs the phone from the cleck and say to the 911 operator you guys need to get to this hotel now this man just tried to kidnap. My girlfriend and turn her in to a prostitute. Lmao what a f****** joke when he was doing the same thing. Do z give them the room number hangs up the phone and says lets get the f*** out of here so we all go back to the hotel room.
Where we are all trying now to regathet our thoughts when a nother call come up on tbe trap phone this one is for about 3 miles away. At a house a mexicanguy is havung a party and wants both zola and jess and say i will pay good money for both up to this point. Zola wanted nothing to do with the calls but z said they need you both so zola agreed to do it only 1 time. Z turns to jess and say are you sure you wanna do this and she says yes we got to get this money this could be the best call all night. We all get in the car and head to this call he get there the girls get out and go in we sit and wait for a min then they walk back out. They get in the car and say these mexicans are broke ass mofos lets get the f*** out of here so we go backnto the room and call it a night. The next morning come i go down eat breakfast and come back to the room well z not around hes at his girls room now so i get on the bed. I fall asleep cause i hadent slept very good that night becuase he made me sleep on the floor not in the bed next to jess.
So i fall asleep next to her and he comes in freaking out makes me get up and say stay here ill ne back. Son i wake up jess and try to talk to her i try to convince her that we need to get out of here befor something bad happens she won’t listen. So ive tried everthing that i could i begged and pleaded with her to just stop but she wouldent she kept saying no hes gunna help me. Help me more than you can he will help me get my kid back so just stop your acting crazy just stop get over it already so at this point. I didnt know what to doni started going crazy i didn’t know what i could possible do to get her attention and show here that i actually care. To show her that this is not the life that she wanted for her self so in one last ditch effort intold her if she didn’t come id jump. Jump right off our belcony nope she didn’t even care not one bit so at the point i knew there was no getting her back z comes back. This time with 2 plan ticktes and say zola Jarrett pack your shit im sendung you two home i dont need you 2 here anymore all your doing. Is draging us down and costing me money when im trying to make money.
He says you got 15 be ready soni say my good byes to jess and beg and plead her one more time she still say no she says go home. Ill be okay dont worrie about me ill be home soon i said no u come now or i never wanna see u again. She said thats your choice but i cant leave i need this i need yo get my kid back this is the only way i will be able to afford to do it. Just go hoe jarret ill be fine soi had to do it i had to just walk away.
Me and zola got on a plan back home from tampa where zola really actully opened up tonme and said im sorry i should have told u.
For the minute i found out and she pulled up a pic of z and jess f****** the first night we were in flordia as she had to watch them she. Said dont go back jarrett you a smart cute young kid gind u a good girl do your self a fovor and stay away from the girl shes a monster. So i got back home zolas man picked us up from the airport and droped me at my car a few day went by with out hearing from jess.
I seen pics or her with him in disnyland and seeing her kid and out in cali and vegas well i didn’t really care anymore till on night. I wake up at 3 in the moring to about 15 missed calls from a nevada number and about 20 from jess so i call her and shes in a panic. Me the 2 other girls and z all just got aressted in nevada for prostitution and other things please help me out i have no one. I said to her help you out really you want me to help you out idk what im going to donfornyou now i tried to help you out by telling you. This wasent the life that you wanted for your self you brought this all apoun your self when you choose to stay with him in florida. I gave you the chance to come back and you choose the wrong path to take.
But me being the idiot i am said sure ill try ro help if i can so i seen what i could do and tried to get her a flight back to detroit but. She had his girl fly her down to flordia to continue to live this f***** up life and thats were the story ends there you all wanted it. So that theren is thenone the only ture f****** stoire share this shit if you want i dont care i leared my lessons from this and (Jarett ended the story with and)”
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