Something Is Wrong With Me.........

Part 42

Dawn POV ~

Come to my show tonight

Ok

To be honest he was the last person I'd wanna see right now. Travis's invited me and the kids to the beach side, along with Ashley Slim, and his girl. It felt like Colson was nobody, leaving Travis in his place. The way you'd see, you would think he was their father.

"Dawn can I talk to you for a sec?", Slim brings me to alongside the beach.

"What-sup".

"Look I know you two argued, but you gotta sweep that shit under the rug", Really Slim ?

"Don't give me that look, I mean just chill for while and think about coming to our show. Oh, and don't bring that E. Pills guy with us".

"It's T.Mills", I correct.

"Whatever". Me and Ashley went shopping for outfits at the nearby outlet, afterwards. Standing in the window of a jewelry shop, stood Colson. He and the retail guy were conversing while looking down at rings. Typical, he probably lost his.

"Hey what about this one?", Ashley displays a black crop top, and high waisted blue jeans with moccasins.

"I'm 21, not 18 but I do like" he reach lit up with approval from my praise.

"Damn... kill em in these!", she also picks up a vintage printed skirt and a white crop top.

"Ashley, I'm going to one show, not a tour", I reminded her.

"Girl, this is for me!". We both nudge eachother and laugh. But from the corner of my eye I noticed this girls stare.

"You know her?", I ask. Ashley's head picks up and looks at her.

"No, I think she's - yeah she's the maid from the hotel".

"Is she following us or something like the fuck?", I still felt her still staring.

"Dawn, she looks 18. And besides, it's a mall all kids hang out at malls", she states in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Well if she Dosent stop staring--". Ashley Interupts me

"Dawn, don't. You dont need to stoop down to some thotlins level".

"Tru-Tru ", we both laugh hard nearly knocking down the display. Leaving the store, the girl eyed me and said something to her friend. Ashley was right, I needed to act mature. This wasn't highschool...

MGK POV

"Naa put that over there, The light should shine on my crowd not me", I say directing the staff. We were already sold out in 2 seconds, fans still in love with my tiring ass.

"Slim, what did Dawn say?" He gives me a look and shakes his head.

"Fuck you mean, she ain't coming?". She still mad over that petty shit Bruh.

"I ain't say that nigga, she coming but she acting real funny". I screw up my face, but smirk and shrug my shoulders.

"Dont worry, she'll be back when I show her this ring", I kept it in a safe behind the mirror of the dressing room.

"Yeah, I hope so too", he mutters before walking away. I click my teeth, wave and tell his ass to get gone and be ready.

Feeling the stylist hands rummage through my hair, she purposely bends over besides me. I don't know what these females think I am, I'm not for the temptations. I only have one and it begins with D--. Wait, that sounds gay . It's Dawn. Fuck it - whatever. She looked as If she felt pretty stupid bending over for at least 3 minutes. I laugh it off, and update my twitter. 'If you see that a mans already with someone, respect his wish and try to get someone', instantly it got retweets.

Knocking in the door, in stepped Dawn rocking a bomb ass outfit. God Damn it Ashley...

"Yeo, wassup you made it!", I hug her and kiss her head. She smelt amazing too.

"Yeah, and I've been thinking. I mean--I'm sorry. Im always a grump when you get around other females, and I wanna make up for that. You get a free pass tonig--". My phone rings and silence it.

"Naa, I'm listening". I could tell she looked happy to hear that.

"Nothing, I'll save it for later, love you", she tip-toes, and kissed me. Bringing me closer to her, and biting lips. She pulls away, and stops because, 'she didn't want to put on a show'.

The stylist and team hurry out of my room, to give me some time to prepare for the show, on my own. I raise my head to the ceiling and pray to God.

'Lord, I'm asking you for forgiveness on my behalf ...And Dawns. Well mostly Dawns, but please remove any thought of sin from my mind. And in return I should-or shall do right. In your name and grace I pray, Kells '. I opened my eyes and standing by the door was Diddy.

Not saying a word but just smiling, he shook his head.

"Never gets old with you, huh kid?"

"Not at all".

"Come on, we got a show to do".