Him, My Kids and My Life (A Brantley Gilbert Fan-Fiction)

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Nick Hawk as Dylan Peterson 

Emerson's Pov 

I just got all 3 of the boys in bed for the night. I was in the bathroom so I can go out to the mill to see if I can get a job there. I don't know what I would do if I couldn't get the job. I can't let David take my kids away from me. They are the best things that ever happened to me. I'm the one that raised them. Not him. I was looking down at my outfit that I'm wearing. I'm wearing at tube top and a pair of tight blue jeans with my sanders. I hope this works out for the best. 

I walked out of the bath room so I can tell my mom where I'm going. I told her that I was going to work with a friend babysitting. I hope she believes me and not think I was lying to her. I walked out of the trailer and got in my moms car and pulled out of the drive way. Lord help me on this. 

I pulled up to the old mill and saw a few cars all ready there. I got out of the car and made my way over to the front door of the old mill. There was a big tall man standing outside. I walked over to him and gave him a smile. 

"No women allowed here." He told me. I looked up at him. 

"Hi. I was hoping I could talk to your boss about getting a job here." I said to him. At this point I'm willing to do anything to keep my kids with me. I'm there mother. They need me. 

"Name." He asked me. 

"Emerson Sexton." I said to him. He grabbed his radio. 

"Yeah I have a young woman needing to talk to you boss." He said to the main boss. I had a hard time hearing what the boss was saying. 

"Hold on." He said. 

"How old are you?" He asked me. 

"25." I said to him. 

"25 years old with blonde hair. 5'1 maybe if that." He said to the man. Little does he know I'm 5'0 on the dot. 

"Okay." He said to the boss. 

"Go in down the hall 4th door on the left. Peterson is waiting to see you." He said to me. I smiled at him. 

"Thank you sir." I said to him. I walked in and I saw it was a strip club. I was looking around and I saw a lot of beautiful young women dancing on poles and some was dancing with men. They had a big bar over in the corner with a few bar tenders. 

"Can I help you." A young woman asked me. I looked up at her. 

"Yes. I'm looking for the boss. The man outside said Peterson. 

"Dylan Peterson. Come with me." She said to me. I followed her. 

"I'm Sammi." She said to me. At least she is a nice young woman. 

"Nice to meet you. I'm Emerson." I said to her. We made it to the door. 

"He's in there. Good luck." Sammi said to me. I smiled at her. 

"Thanks. Is he a nice guy." I asked her. She looked down at me. 

"You will be fine. Your hot." She said to me. 

"Thanks." I said to her. 

"I got to get back to work. Bye." Sammi said to me. 

"Bye and thanks." I said to her. I knocked on his door. 

"Come in." He yelled. I opened up the door and I saw a man sitting at the desk with a tall woman sitting on his lap. 

"You must be Emerson." He said to me.