Katalina's POVI groaned as my head felt heavy, I turned and looked at the clock. '8.35'.
'Great....' I mumbled to myself. I stood up feeling like I was going to collapse I quickly caught myself before I had fallen. I squealed in my head, although I had caught myself I had stubbed my pinky toe and it hurt so much I couldn't handle it until I just screamed to let it all out. Oh no.. What have I done.. I quickly covered my mouth and kept an eye on my bedroom door."WHAT ARE YOU SCREAMING FOR?!" Stacy came in screaming louder than I was. Stacy was my mum, but it was her stage name. See most strippers have stage names the company my mum was running was called 'Sexy Stacy's'. Gross.
"I hurt myself. I'm sorry mu-.. Stacy." I said sounding like a innocent little 7 year old girl. I watched her leave. I let out a breathe I didn't know I was holding. I wish I could call my mum, mum. I used to but that all changed when my dad left, my mum played the role of a victim a sweet woman who would grow old and bake apple pies.
That worked for my dad, I guess. After the trauma of me and my mum I quickly got dressed in some appropriate clothing like a long sweater to cure the cold weather outside and some leggings with socks. I saw my mum fixing her gold earring in the mirror as she approached me. I looked at her with my eyes full of confusion and deep inside sadness that she could never see. All she could see was my goddamn trembling lips.
"You're coming to the club tonight then in a few days, I'm hosting your first show." she said eyeing me up and down searching for my errors. I quickly defended myself and shot up.
"WHAT! Mum no please don't make me go.. Dad wouldn't want this! Would he?" I shouted at a bit too loud for her to reply back. I watched her facial expression change when the topic dad came up.
I remember watching her fill with hatred as her hand 'high-fived' my cheek. I shrieked with pain but bit my tongue to keep a clean expression. My cheek was feeling numb before I was about to say something.
"Don't call me mum! I'm Stacy."
I squinted my eyes. You're telling me she slapped me because I called her mum.
She avoided the whole question...
Dad.
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Yes that was the first chapter. I hope you liked it.
Should I do a Stacy POV?
Yes her mum is really mean :c what do you guys think about her?
What do you think is gonna happen next?
Pssss.... Next chapter is called"Soft lips"
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Chasing Dreams
Dla nastolatkówKatalina Brooklyn, a young teenager born to a wrecked family business of prostitution. Her mothers only wish is for her daughter to follow in her footsteps. One night at the bar Katalina's first show the way she was dressed made her cringe at the fi...