Thick Girl In A 0 Sized World! {COMPLETED}

Ch .XXVIIII. Pt 3

NEARING the END YALL!!!!! ENJOY (don't kill me)

Sorry for any spelling errors (not edited)

Davon Pov:

It's been a damn week and they got me locked up in this trick. I'm pose to be in court next week. I got my lawyer and what not, but the main thing I need to get through this is my girl. I need the support from her, and just knowing that she is there for me no matter what. I've wasted my calls on her trying to contact her, I would understand if she saw the number and didn't answer. Sheed it's a private number I wouldn't had answered either, but that shit went straight to voice mail. Not even a ring. I getting worried, first I call her, Taylor answers bitching at me, then the calls going straight to voice mail. Something just Anit right and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.

Unique Pov:

"Ok girls you did great." The stage manager commented as we walked off the stage. "You all can get washed up and relax, the shows should be over in about 30 minutes." He said walking down the hall.

Jasmine and Serena races down the hall into the dressing rooms, how they still had energy I don't know. I was bout ready to start crawling. Once the rest of us got the energy to finally get to the dressing room, music was blasting from the speakers they got set up for us.

Company by drake was playing. Ooop watch out I still got some juice left in me for this.

[Verse 1: Drake]

I got some shit for you to come and get

I'm at the St. Regis up on Briar Oaks, hit me when you done your shift

I see you doin' well, baby

Oh you pullin' shit together, I can tell, baby

Is you single or what?

I need a girl from the country

I need a girl from Kentucky

I need a shawty from Houston

I need a girl who gon' love me

I need a girl who gon' trust me

Someone to fuck me

Someone to make me feel lucky

Someone that's so proud to be with me

She walk right up to her ex, look him dead in the face

And say, "You ain't got the juice like that

You ain't got the juice like that"

That's cold, ice cold, girl you ain't have to do him like that

Why you had to do him like that?

Gotta come through quick, quick

Oh you at the club? Cashin' out with everything

Hit me when you done your shift

I know a girl I should propose to, but we just on some different shit

She on some up at 9AM already cookin' in the kitchen shit

And lately we've been fightin' on some, "why-you-love-the-strippin-shit"