A Dancer's Sin (editing){Completed}

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Raven's POV

I felt like the world was crashing down on me. Everything was coming back to me all at once. The confusion, the fear, the pain. So much pain. I fell to my knees crying.

I remembered that night so vividly. He hit my mother and I tried running to her, but before I even got close he grabbed me and flung me over his shoulder. I kicked, scratched, and tried to bite my way free, but he was to strong.

Before I knew it he carried me into my room and locked the door. He ripped off my clothes and spat between my legs...

"Miss!"

I was being shaken violently bringing me back to the present. My eyes were met with hallow brown ones. The woman that was in front me reminded me so much of my mother. Pale, thin, and very sick.

"Are you okay?"

I stood up, dusted myself off, and wiped away the tears. "I'm fine," I said before hurrying away.

***

After the encounter with my childhood, I grew even more depressed. Jax fired me because I hadn't been myself, and a new girl was hired in my place. I got the feeling he was infatuated with her. In an effort to make him remember I was here I decided to cook for him and take it to the club.

It had changed so much more in the passed month than I would have expected. There weren't nearly as many girls as there use to be, and most of them were new faces.

It was a sex dungeon. Men and women were having sex everywhere. I hurried to Jax's office trying not to bring attention to myself. I opened the door without thought and was crushed.

He was there with my replacement. They didn't seem to know I was there, so I threw the container of food at them and hit the girl right on the head. It exploded open leaving parmesan chicken Alfredo in her hair.

"What the hell Raven!" Jax shouted angrily pushing the girl off of him and pulling his pants up.

"Yes Jax. I'm still here. The girl who's life you ruined!" I stepped closer to him daringly.

"Go away you pathetic bitch! Obviously he wants a real woman." The girl pushed me, and something inside snapped.

Suddenly all the rage that I had built up inside came flooding forward as if a dam had burst.

I was on top of her punching her mercilessly. Jax wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me off of her. I slammed my heel into his foot, and he screamed out letting me go, and I punched him for good measure.

"You whore!" He was enraged. He was about to strike me when a bouncer pushed him down to protect me.

"Jax that's enough," the bouncer threatened.

"Tell it to her! You're just like your damn mother! A helpless bitch that can't take care of herself!"

"What?"

"Yeah that's right. I knew the whore. Died of aids when you were eight. I knew you too. Always willing to do whatever it took for me to tell you I loved you. But of course you probably don't remember it because you were only four. Yeah, she trained you to be a slut."

"You're lying!"

"No I'm not. Lilly."

I had never told anyone that name. I froze not knowing what to do. I felt sick. I had to get out of here as quickly as possible.

I ran. I didn't know where I was going, but I ran until I physically couldn't run anymore and doubled over vomiting. I crawled into an alley and laid on the cold ground hoping it would calm my hot irritated skin, but it didn't. I laid there openly waiting for death to claim me.