strip for me

chapter 3

#################Shay's POV#####################

It had been 2 weeks since the day she talked to Simmon. Within those two weeks she met the others. She found that Chris the 6'2 blond with the prettiest blue eyes she's ever seen and the could make the dead laugh. He seemed hell bent on having fun and lots of it.Then there was Brandon. He was 5'8 with brown hair and eyes that matched. He was a bodygraud for a club on the outside of town;which was the reason she'd never seen him before. He had that rectangular build that every buff guy has that reminded her of her cousins that she hadn't seen in over a year which was odd but she didn't care that much. James was like the big brother of the bunch, He was welling to do anything with and for them so long as it benefited him in some way. He made it seem as if all he only cared about himself,but if someone threaten or hurt one of the others he was the first to seek reveange. She could never seem to stop comparing each of them with Simmon.He he towered over her 5'5 frame, how every time his brown hair and golden hazul eyes stared into her dark seemingly black ones, they seemed to be a telling of some intimate secret that is meant only for her.Though right before the secret was giving he would turn away.She'd never wanted to know what a person,let alone a man was thinking so badly in her life.Hell she was welling to give a weeks worth a pay to read his mind in those moments.

Now Shay was back at the club dancing for the time she had missed. The shot had left a tiny scar, nothing that couldn't be tattoed over like the other scars she had gotten from...him. Shay shivered at the thought of the man that had harmed her both physically and emotionally. "Cinnamon lets go! You know how they get when they know you're suppose to be on. Damn pervs are battling to get to the front. Hell one of them nearly killed me!"Luna said seeing her friend stare into nothing. Luna had seen that look before and knew it was when she was reflecting on her very fucked up young life. Though Luna wasn't much older then her,but she felt that Shay was too young to know the hurt and pain she had. That was the one reason she had told Sahy about her past. She didn't want her to end up were she was now.Shay shook herself and mentally prepared herself to be felt up, drooled over, and treated like an iteam. A low flith item that Simmon would never want. Wait what the hell did he have to do with this? When had he slipped into her mind like that? Shay stuffed those questions and feelings aside only to have them thrown right back in her face. There in the fornt row sat the very man who made her wonder if her hormones were screwing her over.

Simmon Cole. Simmon Arthur Cole was now right smack dap in the middle of the front row staring at her as if he was going to kill her if she so much as moved let alone took her clothes off. "Get down here now!" She turned her head to the left so fast that she was surprised she hadn't gotten whiplash. Mick was yelling at her to get off stage because there, so far all she did was stand there frozen. "Are you fucking deaf! Get that fat ass of yours off the fucking stage! Now!" the anger in his voice confused her but she finally found her way off stage and to Mick and beside him stood...Simmon?! What the hell?! Why the fuck is he here and standing with Mick?! She allowed her mind to run a muck as she walked slowly to two very angery men that had some type of power over her.