-Dave pov- It's been two days since Chanel left. I miss her like crazy but she was tripping. I mean I was fucking Goldie but I couldn't help myself. I mean I love Chanel but I'm a thug I can't be attached to one woman. I went to the trap. When I got there murda was laying on the couch watching tv. Dave- do you ever go home? Murda- nah Dave- I'm in the office make sure when mark get here tell him come see me Murda- ight I went to my office. I sat down and went on my phone. I was texting to stripper name dreamdoll. She was bad!!!!! She ain't write a nigga back tho.
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Fuck it I FaceTimed her. She answered and man.....!!!! She was so damn bad!!!!
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I smiled. Dave- what's up lil baby! Doll- just got my hair done about to grill out with my sister. What you doing? Dave- shit hanging around Doll- you should come thru Dave- shit I will send me that address. Doll- I am Dave- ight see ya Beep beep beep I received the text.
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I will go later. All I could think about was Chanel and my unborn. I texted her multiple times back to back. I hope she let me be there for our daughter....... -Chanel pov- I woke up to a small cramp in my stomach. Jaelynn been kicking me all the time I was sleep. I was exhausted. I looked at my phone and had hella notifications from Dave. I rolled my eyes.
