Streets

17. Dancing with the Devil

Ricky was enjoying yet another night at Black Moon, Black Diamond was on the stage tearing it up. Ricky still wasn't fond of the idea of her hanging around Luther but he didn't have control over that. He had too much on his mind anyway, rumors were going around about a new strip club in the city that was in the works of getting built and he can't have that.
Hobbling in the club, deep red suit with a matching hat and expensive cane with a gold dragon head. Omar looked around, admiring the women walking around but he was truly there for one woman in particular and he saw her, topless, black hair down to her waist and a red thong. He felt himself growing aroused just thinking about how it must feel to be inside her again. Maybe some part of him was human once but it was now gone as he has manifested himself to think he is a god. Walking toward the main stage he hid his face with his hat and pulled out a 100 dollar bill, raising it in the air indicating he wants a private dance. Ricky saw it and grabbed the mic from the dj booth, "Black Diamond you got a private room contender! I need Honey to make it to the stage while Diamond handles her business!" Diamond made it to the private area, she didn't get a good look at the guy who requested her but she hoped he was throwing good money.
As soon as the door opened and he walked in, she knew from the strong cologne and suit who it was, her heart was pounding in her chest, "Babygirl, you thought you could make me go away?" Tears fell from her eyes immediately, she felt helpless all over again. "You need to leave." He smiled that big smile, "I'm not going no where." The tension was rising and for the first time at her job that she had grown to like, Monica felt petrified.
The music was blaring 'age ain't nothing but a number by Aaliyah' and the fight was on. Instead of gentle sway of hips it was a cane being swung in the air aiming toward a woman who tries to escape the sting. Instead of money being thrown, fists were being thrown into the legs of a scared girl running from her attacker. Omar brutally punched her legs with the soul purpose of making it hard for her to run away, now as she lay helpless on the couch in the pink room, all she could do was stare at the fluffy pink ceiling as he ripped her thong off her. Omar admired her naked body now that it was matured, "You're so beautiful. Mmmm, it makes me think back to the first time. Our first time....I was your first. The pain only lasted for a bit but the pleasure I made you feel....no other man could make you feel that." Monica refused to be a victim anymore, this man tormented her as a child and treated her not as a little girl but a grown woman. The sound of his belt unbuckling, the sound of him spitting into his hand as he did when he first attacked her. He touched her in between her legs with his spit covered hand and she snapped, she saw her golden opportunity to get even. Grabbing the same cane he beat her with she took it and cracked him against the face. Once he was down she took that opportunity to beat him with that same cane, years of pain, tears and blood. "I never enjoyed it! I was a little girl you sick fuck!" He yelled in pain and after he was no doubt not getting up, she rushed out the room and ran to the locker rooms. Refusing to be anywhere near the same man who ruined her childhood.
Ricky saw Diamond running from the private room and had the guards go see what mess was left behind. Walking to the locker room he didn't realize what he was gonna see. The girls crowded around Diamond who was visibly upset, "Y'all ain't making no money trying to play momma! Get out in that floor." The girls disbanded leaving Milk who was holding a disheveled and naked Diamond. "What's the matter with you girl? You can't run out crying every time a customer gets a little hands on. Acting like this isn't your first time getting personal with a customer." Diamond stood up walked to her locker, putting all the items in her bag, "Uhm miss lady you still got 5 more hours on that floor now I suggest you get over old man river probably trying to suck a tittie and make this money." Diamond glared at Ricky, "Fuck this shit, I quit." Ricky began to laugh, how is it that a girl who is a prostitute gets upset over something so small in the stripper world. "If it's all that I'll have him escorted out your highness. Girl get the hell off that high horse, your pussy is not special. I mean what pimp Luther probably got a 5.99 special on that kitty cat." Diamond ran up on Ricky and Milk stood in between, "Come on Monica it's not worth it." Ricky smirked, "Did I touch a nerve? It's the real world girl, you lay down for these men all damn night what's the difference with one more. He probably is an old customer of yours anyway." Monica couldn't contain the anger and she did something she normally wouldn't do, she spit on Ricky, dead on his face as he dramatically yelled out, "I hope you don't make another dime in this raggedy muthafucka! And for your information I don't lay down for no man except mine, that sick bastard in that private room, raped me when I was just 10 years old. But by all means keep making assumptions." She stormed out and left Ricky and Milk stunned.