City Gurl

Chapter Twenty-Eight

"What's going on in here?" Beatrice demands, opening the door. I almost gasp from under the bed. She's not wearing anything you would to go shopping!

Beatrice is dressed in a seriously revealing shirt and a super, super short miniskirt. Her feet are clad in bight red heels, and her makeup is smudged. Why didn't I see this outfit before? She wasn't wearing it earlier, right. . . .

"MOM!" Byron screams, jumping in front of her, blocking my view. "UHHHHHHH. . .you're home early?" Early? It was freaking like twelve in the morning!

"Yes, in fact, I am!" Beatrice says. "I wanted to be back early enough to catch Evelyn and say good bye, so I was leaving at eight but there were so many hot guys to choose from! I couldn't resist! But soon it was midnight and I-"

"OK!" Byron cries frantically. He glances at the bed where I am hiding, shocked. Wait. What did she say? So many hot guys to choose from? What the hell did that mean?

"Bed time!!!" Byron yells, shoving his mother out the door and probably into her bedroom.

"Do not push me like that, young man!"

I stay under the bed, my mouth full of dust bunnies that got in when I was gaping.

Byron come back in a minute later, shutting the door loudly. He clambers under the bed next to me and sighs loudly.

"Explaining time." I say quietly but firmly.

"Yeah, I thought you'd say that," Byron groans. "Ok. My mom is kind of divorced with my dad and. . .uhhh. . ."

"What?"

"Well, when Dad dumped us, we literally had no money. So we rented this place and Mom worked as a bartender in a bar down the street, 24/7.

"But she decided that being a bartender didn't gain enough money, so she took it to larger measures. Measures I argued for hours about with her. But she insisted, saying it was the only way."

"What did she work as?!" I demand.

"Well, she decided to work in that bar as-" Byron takes a deep breath. "A stripper."

"She does?" I gasp. Byron's mother? That neat person who opened the door for me and Byron?

"Yeah. And it gets worse. She did this for a few years, and apparently she was super good at it because we got rich out of it."

"Wait, you're rich with all THIS from a stripped job? Strippers don't really get payed much." I say.

"I know! That's what I thought, until THIS happened."

"Well, THIS isn't much worse," I point out.

"No. This isn't the worse part. Ok, so we got rich and settled in here. Mom was rich enough she could get a different job. A better job.

"But she didn't. She became so attached to being a stripper she wanted to continue being a stripper."

"She did?"

"Uh-huh. And she is still one. But not just a stripper. People pay her BIG for another job."

"What is the job?" I ask, not sure I want to know.

"Ok. First off, Evelyn, you cannot tell ANYBODY about this. Not even my mom herself. NOBODY."

"Of course not!"

"No, Evelyn. This isn't a joke. You have to swear you won't tell."

"I solemnly swear to God that I won't tell anybody about Byron's mom's secret." I say, awkwardly holding up my right hand. Byron smiles.

"You're a really great girl, Evelyn, you know that, right?" Byron grins. He kisses my cheek. I get tingly.

"You're not so bad yourself," I answer. We stare at each other for a really long time until Byron says,

"On with the story?"

"Sure."

"Where was I?"

"Her other job."

"Right. Ok. Her other job is. . .um. . .she's PAYED to have sex. . .with other people. . ."

"Wait, WHAT?" I gape. "Like a whore?"

"Exactly like a whore."

"Oh, Byron. . ." I stammer, not sure if I should be sorry for him or not.

"Alright, who's in here?" screams Beatrice, barging in. I shriek. BIG mistake.

"Where are you?"

"Hi, Mom. . ." Byron says really uncertainly, climbing out from under the bed. "Uh, why aren't you asleep?"

"Why the fuck were you under the bed?!"

"Mom! You cursed!"

"What's it to you, bitch?" Beatrice shoots back. My mouth opens. Is she drunk?

"Mom. . .?"

"I heard EVERYTHING. EVELYN, COME OUT, YOU LITTLE FUCKING SLUT!!" Beatrice bellows. I whimper silently.

"Mom, Evelyn is not here. She left. Are you drunk?"

"NO, I AM NOT DRUNK, BYRON!!!!!!!! COME OUT, EVELYN!! NOOOOOOOOOOWWWW!!!!"

Should I?

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Another cliffhanger! SORRY! But I hope you enjoyed the chapter anyway! We have learned some juicy info about Beatrice!

I'm am SO SORRY for not updating for a really long time!! Wattpad BROKE and then it deleted so many chapters from all of my books!! What the fuck is that? I was so scared I abandoned my account. But now they're back! And I'm trying to update all my books to make up for the time.

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