Dance for Me

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REMI'S POINT OF VIEW:

I've actually gotten closer to James this past week. He's been the one to take me to work and watch over me every shift. I guess Andy has been busy with the issue in Las Vegas that he hasn't been able to really leave the house. But I get that. He has his own business to run first. I can tell he's been on edge lately because he's been short with everyone. Well, except for me. It's like I change him into a softer person and deep down, I fucking love it.

Today though, James had to leave to scout out the area a shipment was coming in tomorrow morning so Andy has Ricky joining me tonight. I really don't understand why I constantly have someone with me, it's not like anything will happen. We have security and bouncers for a reason! The only thing that has happened is a client became a little too handsy and security had to step in. I blame myself for that one though...he did pay to have sex with me when I was accepting that type of clientele and I guess he thought I still was? Regardless, security and James both stopped it before it became too much. That's the life of a sex worker though I guess. I made James swear not to tell Andy because he would probably force me to quit and I can't. It's nice and all that he wants to support me, but I don't want to take advantage of him. Hell even Austin was accusing me of using him for money and I'd fucking never. It makes me anxious.

Ricky is definitely inexperienced. For a very adamant straight guy he sure is enjoying watching the dancers on stage. That's alright though, they really are beautiful. He isn't like James at all. Yeah, James enjoyed watching the shows and would make a crude joke here and there but he would scout the club, pay attention to people in the crowd. Ricky here isn't doing shit but having a free good ol time. Well, at least he isn't my regular chaperone. It's hilarious.

I step on stage and hear Pour It Up by Rihanna blast on the speakers and I step out in my thong, grinding against the pole and start having a good time. I can already see little Ricky's jaw drop. Yep, I know. Dante is what made your boss fall in love too.

The crowd is fucking amazing tonight. I shake my ass for the screaming men and dance around the pole, rolling my stomach and hips until I slide to the floor, doing the splits and popping my ass back to the crowd. They are going ballistic! Good job, Dante!

I made so much by dancing tonight that I decided not to accept any lap dance requests. Ricky ended up leaving halfway through and I think he ended up going into one of the rooms with Leo, one of our more emo dancers. Not so straight are we Ricky?

Damn, I really need to buy a new coat. This peacoat does nothing to keep the warmth in. I figured I'd walk and get a coffee before requesting an Uber to take me home...god it's so weird to say. Home. I can't wait to see Andy. I think I'm going to take the day off tomorrow and I don't know, maybe cook him a good meal? Take him to the movies? What is all the coupley shit they do nowadays?

I walk with a smile on my face until I feel a pair of hands grab the back of my coat and pull me quickly into an alley. Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!

I try to kick back and claw at the hands on my mouth but they grab me tighter, throwing me against the brick wall further away from the street. I can feel my heartbeat in my ears and god I'm so scared! The man holding me down has dark black hair, styled into a quiff and wearing an expensive looking suit. He has three other men with him and one has a knife out. Oh god no!

"Hello, darling. It's been a rough fucking time finding you alone!"

My whole body is shaking and I am pressed against the brick wall, grabbing at the hands on my chest and trying to tear them off. "I don't know who you are but please let me go!"

The man looks at his friends and laughs, shaking his head. "Not only do two of our most important people in my gang go missing because of your ass, you also owe me 30k! What are we going to do about that, Remi?"

Wh...what?! I know I don't owe that much!!!

"That's a fucking lie!"

"Are you saying Drake lied to me? You haven't paid up in over a year! Your tab ends now little boy."

"Slice his throat Jonny!"

Oh...oh god! I know I don't owe that much! I've been paying Drake 2500 each month...is that not enough? Has he even given them my money or pocketing it himself?

"I hear you are the Gemini Soul's lil bitch now! Such an easy slut aren't ya?"

Andy... please oh god Andy...I try to reach my phone but he slaps my hand away, my phone dropping on the pavement.

He puts both of his hands on my throat and starts squeezing down hard, lifting me off the ground ever so slightly. My hands instinctively grab onto his and I try to scratch him to let go to no avail.

"Someone take a picture so Biersack can see what his little boy looked like as he was dying! Make sure to get how scared his eyes look!"

I'm gasping out but no air is coming in. My eyes are burning and watering, tears falling down my cheeks as I kick with all my might.

"Nice try, baby, but this is it. Go down easily darling."

Andy... I'm so fucking sorry. I love you baby... I can hear the noises my throat is making and it literally sounds like death. The only thing I can think about is having his strong arms around me, holding me close as we relax together. It's been so nice not being alone, but no one can join me in death. I'm fucking terrified. I don't wanna go. Please don't make me go!

Black spots invade my vision and I can feel myself stop fighting slowly, my body slumping against the wall as everything goes black. I'm so sorry Andy, I'm not strong enough.