i open the door. i'm trembling shaking in my boots.
In the door way leans a man, face of a train.. grey.. kind.. blue outside structure... handsome. almost.. too handsome. Arms like a bulldozer. THICC WITH TWO CS HOE.
he looks me up and down and hands my grandma a check. he snaps his fingers, two men in suits and sun glasses pick my tiny little body up and throw me in a black limo.
"AhHAhH HELP HELP HELP" i scream!
"shut up your pathetic slut" the man says as he sits down in the seat beside me.
"wh-w-who are you? what's your name? why me?" i cry.
he scoffs then looks out the window. "my name.. is thomas.. who i am is top secret... why you? also top secret"
"i deserve answers!" i say.
he grabs my face gently but stern almost like he doesn't want to hurt me. "listen here HOPE you better lose hope! or it's going to be a long FORVER" he says then let's go. "after tonight we will see if you're any use to me."
i nod. and look out the window.
we arrive at this neon looking club.
the two men in suits stand behind me as thomas(who is infront of me) waltzes in the building . i walk in behind him.
"OHHH THOMAS MY MAN!" this man in a.. construction hat(?) say.
"bob the builder my old man how are you-" thomas starts a conversation.
i stand in my spot behind him and look around. woah. it's all flashy and- wait we are at a STRIP CLUB? oh no.
"HOPE? earth to hope?" he grabs my shoulder. i gasp-
"ye-yes sir?" i say regrouping.
"let's go" he keeps hold of my arms and leads me to a dressing room. he throws me onto the floor. (hot) i fall onto the ground
"ugh what was that for"
"change into these. also drink this you'll need it" he hands me clothing and beer. he walks towards the door.
"BUT THOMAS IM NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS REMEMBER FROM CHAPTER ONE?" i shout before he walks out.
he turn and gives me a glance. "to bad babygirl"
