Song: Downtown girl - Hot Chelle Rae
Song: Downtown girl – Hot Chelle Rae
She didn’t know what she was doing, she was drunk out of her mind, and he was dancing behind her. Her lipstick was smeared all over her face, and her eyes were red with tears, although she kept dancing, that was what he wanted. Her hair was a mess of black curls that engulfed her face and ended in split tangled ends at the middle of her back. Her tights were ripped and her hips swayed weakly to the beat. On her face were a few bruises she hadn’t been able to cover with makeup and on her neck love bites.
“Can I have another drink?” She asked the man who was rocking behind her. He pulled away and went to go get her one. This girl could definitely hold her liquor, not that she wanted anymore, she just wanted out. She worked all night, and tonight was supposed to be her night off, but one of the other girls was sick and here she was working this crappy job. Free drinks wasn’t enough to pay for this, the pay wasn’t enough.
So while he was gone she snuck into the back room pretty much ready to get out of here.
“Where are you going?” asked her Manager.
“Home,” she replied, “ I quit,”
“Really?” He sounded curious
“Yeah I’m done working this shitty job,” she stumbled, but got back to her feet, “and I’m tired of you,” she said nodding.
Boss rolled his eyes.
“We’ve been through this before,” he said, “and I don’t want to do it again,” he slapped her in the face, careful not to do it too hard to actually hurt her, however she was drunk and she fell to the floor from that simple impact of the hand hitting her face, but she got back up, and tried to stumble away. Surprising how fast things like that could sober you up wasn’t it?
“Come back here,” he said grabbing the back of her shirt and pulling her backwards, and throwing her to the ground. He climbed on top of her, and held her down. It was only a moment before he heard something at the door, and it wasn’t what he expected to hear.
“Open up it’s the Cops, you have eight seconds to get out of the room or we’re kicking the door down,”
