A Dancer's Sin (editing){Completed}

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Shannon's POV

"Here the hell is she?" I grabbed Jax by his collar and forced him to look at me.

He spat his bloody saliva in my face. I wiped it off angrily and punched him again. His face was disgustingly distorted and bloody.

"Where is she?!" Talia ran at him, but I held her back. She struggled against me for a long while, but finally collapsed to the floor crying.

"What the hell is going on?" I heard Daisy say from the door. "I did what you asked. You wouldn't believe the shit that's he's done since we left."

She walked over to Jax and examined him. "Where is Raven?"

"I'm sick of hearing that God damn question. 'Where's Raven? Where's Raven?' She's in that whore house where she belongs!" He spat.

Daisy cocked her head to the side in thought. "I think I know where she is!"

"Where?" Talia asked standing.

"There's a rundown apartment building about four blocks from here. It's where," she paused struggling for the words. "It's where the prostitutes live."

I looked around the room, and one of the men stepped forward. "We'll clean up. You three go."

I nodded. Daisy, Talia, and hurried out of the club. "I'll drive," Talia said once we were out of the club. I jumped in the backseat so Daisy could direct Talia.

My heart was breaking with every passing second. I had no idea what kind of condition Raven was in, but I prayed to God she was ok.

Raven's POV

After two months there was no sign of anyone looking for me. I was alone. I looked down at my arms which had small circular scars.

I didn't think I'd ever be here or get into the same situation that my my mother was in many years ago. The same situation that eventually killed her.

I was going to be different. I wasn't going to suffer through the pain. Not anymore. I was going to make everything go away.

I grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and wrote my goodbyes.

Dear Talia, I'm sorry I never listened. You were right. I was the death of me. If only I had listened, maybe I could be with him right now. Maybe we could have gotten married. Maybe even had kids. Even with what I'm about to do I can't stop thinking of him. I'm sure he's happy. No I hope and pray he's happy. He deserves it. If you are ever in contact with him, tell him I love him. Tell him I'm sorry. Tell him he'll always have my heart. Thank you for being such a good friend to me. I'm just sorry I realized it when it was too late.
I love you,
- Raven

I walked into the bathroom and placed the note on the sink then turned on the shower. I took the small vile and placed all of its contents into the needle and stepped into the cold shower. As I placed it into my skin fear rose into my heart. But why? No one was looking for me. It had been two months. No flyers. No broadcasts. Nothing. For all the world knew, I was gone already.

I injected the drug into my body feeling a flood of ecstasy then panic as my body reacted to the overdose.