Misunderstood

Chapter 10

Y/n's POV
Las Vegas, NV
Mandalay Bay Events Center

Oh, mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station
In front of a big old crowd

Oh why, oh why?
Oh, mama, mama, mama
I just shot a man down
In central station

It's a 22, I call her Peggy Sue
When she fits right down in my shoes
What do you expect me to do
If you're playin' me for a fool

I will lose my cool
And reach for my firearm
I didn't mean to lay him down
But it's too late to turn back now

Don't know what I was thinking
Now he's no longer living
So I'm 'bout to leave town
Yeah

'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him
Could've been somebody's son
And I took his heart when
I pulled out that gun

Rum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum
Man down

"Las Vegas! How y'all feeling tonight?"

I was startled by the immediate uproar from the crazed fans. "Let me just take a break right quick. How many ladies are here tonight?" All the women screamed loudly, answering her. "I guess my guys can be added too." She joked before continuing. "Now, how many of y'all have somebody who made you feel good as fuck?"

A loud wave of screams and "yeah's" were heard. "You ever just have someone who just fucks you so good that they can just make you do whatever they want with the snap of a finger? Someone who does you like a, Rude Boy."

Music erupted as the instrumentals to the next song, Rude Boy, came on.

Come here rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take it, (Yeah) baby, baby (yeah)
Take it, take it, (Yeah) love me, love me (yeah)

Come here rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take it, (Yeah) baby, baby (yeah)
Take it, take it, (Yeah) love me, love me (yeah)

Tonight, I'ma let you be the captain
Tonight, I'ma let you do your thing, yeah
Tonight, I'ma let you be a rider
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up babe

Tonight, I'ma let it be fire
Tonight, I'ma let you take me higher
Tonight, baby we can get it on, yeah
We can get it on, yeah

Do you like it boy? I wa-wa-want
What you wa-wa-want
Give it to me baby, like boom, boom, boom
What I wa-wa-want is what you wa-wa-want na, na-ah

Come here rude boy, boy, can you get it up?
Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough?
Take it, take it (Yeah) baby, baby (yeah)
Take it, take it (Yeah) love me, love me (yeah)

I continued to watch the performance as the Bajan Singer and her dancer moved so swiftly and intune with each other. Even if I wanted to look away, it was as though she had me under a spell.

A spell that I tried so desperately to break away from. But why did I feel this way about somebody that I haven't even known that long?

I shook my head as my thoughts were interrupted by Geoff who called me on the walkie talkie about a situation outside the doors. I sighed before running around the corner to the entrance of the performance center. Once I got to the scene, I noticed Geoff blocking a guy who looked like him, Crack, and Meth were the best of friends. Hair all over the place and clothes that hung off his body.