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POV: DAYVON BENNETT __________________
I was chilling on the couch while jasmine ass was dead sleep n covered up right next to me
Then my phone kept ringing and ringing , who the fuck calling my phone like this with a unknown ass number
finna smoke foe nem on king dave , and my girl sleep , trying to wake my bitch up or sum ? now i'm really finna catch another case
After 57 calls i finally answer while holding the strap from my pocket in cause some ugly shit occur
"Who the fuck is this ?" i said in a irritated ass tone
"This is Mrs.Klark are you Mr.King von?" she asked me
"Aye why the fuck you asking for me and who is you , yo ass da feds or sum ?" i asked this crack headed hoe a question
"No i work at the place miss jasmine cole use to stay and i need here back now or i will be calling the cops reporting kidnapping of a minor and rape, if she's not back here in the next 3 hours , i have a job for her anyways"
"she's still 17 and don't know nothing about life , all she can do is work and at least start looking for a major" she said
I was silent for a second , i ain't know what to say do i shoot the hoe , do i bring jasmine ? but shit i ain't trying go back to jail so might as well just
bring her back but imma have a plan , ha ass ain't gon be there for long
"she will be there" i said then hanging up the phone
Next thing you know me and jasmine are in the car driving to the address the lady gives us to , she's packed ha shit but i told ha ass not to pack all of it cause she gon be back
I could hear her silently crying , i felt bad because she was being taking to a place she ain't wanna go
But i'll be there baby girl don't worry about shit , a real nigga got you on lock
