They all laughed when they blindfolded me. Everything happened so fast that I couldn't do anything. They dragged me out of the house, and into a car. What is going on?
10 hours before
"Aren't you just sooo, excited about your birthday party soon," Maeve asked me for the 10th time today.
"Maeve, it's just a small party for the girls, why are you so excited?" I was staring at her, Inquiring. She had asked me the same question the whole week, and I just couldn't understand why she was so excited when it wasn't even her party.
"Scar, it's your birthday, you will be 18, it's a BIG thing!" She tried to convince me.
"You're right Maeve, I'm excited it's just, you know..."
"I know, Scar its alright."
"I'm so sorry, I have to go to work now so I will see you soon." I hugged her, and she returned my hug.
So as you might have guessed it's my 18 birthday today. All my friends are so excited, but I'm not, even if I really wanted to. I just had so many other things to take care of, things they couldn't understand.
First of all, my mom. She's on top of that list. She always had, but since the day she got sick, I made sure nothing else would be more important than taking care of her. Who else would?
Now I have a 7-hour shift, and after that, I have to go to the hospital, and then rush home to get ready for my friends to come over. So even if I want to be excited, I just can't. It's just so exhausting, being 18 and on your own, taking care of everything. Rents, food, school, just everything.
"Just on time Scarlett, go change." It was Henry, he had the same clothes on as always. Black pants, black oversized t-shirt, and his sunglasses on. He always had them on, even though we were inside. Henry looked at me, with the judgy look he always gave me.
"Yessir" i said out of habit.
"God I love when you call me that," he looked back at me, took his sunglasses off, and blinked at me before he got out on stage.
I hated that man so much, he was such a pedophile, but I got so much in salary, so I couldn't just quit. I needed the money for my mom. I was a pole dancer, NOT A STRIPPER. So many think that, but no, I made shows WITH DANCE CLOTHES ON. so not naked! I had talent, but I couldn't afford to go to competitions. But it's a big dream.
"Happy birthday scar," Ellie jumped in on me, and scared the shit out of me.
"Thank you, Ellie!" I hugged her.
"Have some plans tonight?"
"Some friends are coming over soon, so not something big."
"It's your 18th birthday, go out girl, get drunk, and have fun." I looked in her blue eyes.
"You know I can't, I have to work the whole weekend."
"Just remember, you aren't a teenager forever, have fun while you are. I know things are bad at home, but I wish for you, just to be you." She squeezed my arm, and took her long blond hair back to her ears.
My gaze fell on Henry "Get on stage girls, it's now." Henry looked at us. We all walked by, and out on stage, there were a lot of people, and now the show must get started.
I was the first one to perform my solo dance. Which is the same dance I always dance at those shows. I enjoyed dancing. it's just my own little personal space. Where anything else doesn't matter at the time.
***
"Good work today, Scarlett, I'm sure they enjoyed the dance as much as I did." I found myself with a burning feeling in my chest, I wanted to yell at him so badly, cause I was tired. Tired of his fucking bullshit. He's a 40-year-old man, who hits on an 18-year-old girl. But I let it go, I knew if I provoked him, he would fire me.
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Dangerous Dance
RomanceScarlett Coldwell is 18 but an independent girl, she lives on her own, because of her sick mom. She hates her job but she needs the money. She is also sweet, funny, clumsy and sensitive. But the sensitive part is the last thing she ever wants to sho...