SLUMERICAN {Yelawolf}

Chapter 18: I Refuse

NOVAS POV

An unbelievable 7 months had passed! So mush had seemed to happen in these months. I was now operating my own clothing line with Travis, Miss Mischief pantie and lingerie. It is stressful as hell because it has taken off so fast.

Wayne just sent off Love Story to Detroit for Marshall to tune up, he plans to release in the spring. I had never had a real winter living on the gulf coast, here in Tennessee in the month of December yeah its running about 50 fahrenheit at a high!

Michael walked down the stairs; plad jammie pants no shirt, sexy as hell per usual.

"morning baby" he said kissing my head lightly

"mornin" I said leaning on him. He has been is such a great mood lately now that the album is off and he isn't stressed out and I get more time to spend with him. I have listened to it so many times and it is truly a piece of revolutionary artwork, he is so proud of it.

"So Sean called me a few minutes ago..."ah shit brother drama

"yeah whats fuck face got to say?" I said crossing my arms sitting on the counter

"he wouldlie you to return his calls because he is upset." I sighed like a fed up little kid

"Ugh my dear brother is pus a little drama queen, see he is pulling you into his little spell cause I stopped listening to him" he just started laughing followed by me.

" no so here is what happened,you missed it when you went down state to record. Well Sean was out with the gang doing more stupid shit drunk as a fuck and ended up with a swastika on his collar bone..."

"holy shit!" I just nodded

"so he has been stepping out of line a lot latly so dad grounded him, yes grounded a 27 year old man. I mean he cant really go outside with that on his skin, Jesus like dad will let him. Now he keeps calling me trying to guilt trip me for leaving so he can claim to be the better kid. God why couldn't I have had 3 sisters." I sighed hopping off the counter

"ohh hell no! there was a reason I never stayed in the house. Shit I would have killed for a brother I mean not one that puts arian shit on his chest but hey... so whats he gonna do about that?" I went along puttng dishes up

"well Daddy and me told him he is grounded till he sells his bike to pay for a good cover up" his face turned to shock

"come on now you can't do a mans Harley away like that" i just shook my head at him

"well I sure as hell ain't giving him my pantie money" I said waving my finger and he almost fell over laughing

I laid on the couch and he laid right beside me

"hows that going for you? still stressed?" he asked putting a piece of hair behind my ear

"a little we have a meeting thing tomorrow with the company's marketers or some shit, then like some seminar. Gonna have to get dressed up, sell my ideas and shit, talk to girls and models. As much as it pains me to put on nice clothes and a B.S smile. I have though made hella bank the last two months." he pulled me up onto power of him and I cuddled into him

"I can come with you if ya like, I would not mind meeting me some pantie models" I slapped his shoulder and he laughed

"Well all you have to do it stand there and girls flock to you, but hey come and it might inspire them to buy my shit yeah come with me" he just laughed at me, hey what can I say I'm all about the business.

"Well today we have nothing to do so we are gonna snuggle all day" that sounds amazing

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The next morning I was picking out my outfit a sheer tan top, jeans and my short cowboy boots. My makeup was completely done I felt weird and stuck up.