I got to the club on time and I'm now in the dressing room putting on lingerie that make me look like a hooker. Abbie did my make up as soon as we got here. We're on the poles tonight and then I'm back behind bar at twelve. I have to wear these three inch heels that shockingly I can walk in just fine let alone dance. I'm surprised I haven't broken my neck yet.
"Ah my two favourite girls" hector said as he rubbed his hands together eyeing us up and down. Freak.
"What do you want?" Abbie asked in her usual frustrated tone when he's near.
"That's no way to talk to the guy who owns you is it now?" He has the biggest smirk on his face that I wish I could slap right off of him. Own us my ass!
"You don't own us, you pay us to do the shit you can't do" go girl
"Whatever. I've got a few guys coming in tonight and I want you both up on the stage when they get here to you know, show a good example of the place. You two are the best at this and if you do it ill pay you double for tonight." He looked at us as if he was pleading us to do it? Why?
We both shared a look before sighing in sync and nodding our heads as in agreements.
"Great ill see you later beautiful." He brushed his finger down my cheek causing me too flinch because he touched the bruise that is now really standing out and I mean it is purple and pretty big, he gave me a confused look before leaving the room."Now that he's gone what the fuck did you do to your face??" Abby looks pissed. I can't blame her, hectors an ass.
"I fell over that's all" I looked down at my feet once again avoiding eye contact.
"You can tell me anything you know Lilah" I looked at her and she too had a worried look. She's right I tell her everything and she tells me everything. She's like the sister I never had. I just I can't tell her this.
"I know but honestly I just fell over. I'm fine" I looked at her smiling for reassurance hoping she'd fall for it. She nodded in defeat but I knew she didn't buy it but she'll have to go along with it because I'm not going to tell her.
We walked on too the stage and did our thing. Twirling, grinding, spinning, down and up off the floor. We even added our own moves. We both hung off the same pole and swirled to the ground down on our knees. A lot of people were whistling and throwing money here and there. Men tried to touch us as we moved our way around but we'd give them a nudge or push when they come near.
They aren't allowed to touch us, we're off limits as like I've said we're not the strippers we're the dancers and bartenders. We received dirty looks from the other girls that work here but we both know it's because we dance much better then them and Hector doesn't like them one bit. We have the exact same timetable as we black mailed Hector into giving us the same else we'd quit and he'd lose a lot of money so he agreed. Hasn't really liked us since then. He likes too tease us but we just try not too acknowledge him most of the time.
I saw a few men walk in through the side doors, there were about four of them that looked scary as hell. They were big muscularmen covered in tattoos with scowls painted on their face. Bodyguards? And behind them walked another two guys who weren't so big. They had a few tattoos but looked friendly? So I think. They all held their heads up high as if they run the whole Fricking thing.
The doors opened once again and a man in his mid 20's walked in. He was hot like really hot. He had tattoos up his arm but stopped where they met with his shirt that sat half way on his arm. His two top buttons were undone, all black he was wearing. He had a sharp jawline, his skin looked soft. He had brown short hair that sat just above his brows. He had small plumped light pink lips. He had rings on his hands with tattoos that trailed across them. His brown eyes met mine as I danced away. He stared into mine as if searching for something. He looked mysteriously intimidating as hell. I didnt break the eye contact but still continued doing my thing. He stared at me with a smirk on his face. I looked at Abby who gave me a look in which I knew she was wondering who they were too. I shook my head and we just carried on doing our thing.
I kept thinking about him the whole time, his brown eyes pierced in my thoughts. Who was he? What does he do? Are these the guys hector wanted us too impress??? I was pulled out of my thoughts when the music stopped. It's been like two hours since they arrived. They were watching us the whole time including him. He wouldn't take his eyes off me. He didn't even take one glance at Abby. I watched as his eyes trailed up and down my body as I walked down the steps from the stage. He licked his lips and slouched more into his chair. Uhm? The door on his left opened revealing the one and only ass hole Hector who looked scared for his life but as soon as he turned to face him he hid it with a smile. Why? I didn't know what they were saying but I know he greeted them all but I don't know what else he said as they all suddenly got up and walked into his office.
I shook my head and walked into the changing rooms with Abby and we got dressed into something more comfortable. It was still revealing, like a lot but it's better then wearing pretty much little too nothing like we was.
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Delilah
Teen Fiction16 year old girl struggling to cope. Her only person she'd ever go too was her mom who helped her so much. But that changes when she finds out her mom killed herself leaving her questining why she left her. Her step dad cant cope and so drinks all d...