𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒

6.~𝐋𝐚'𝐲𝐨𝐫𝐢~

" SOMEBODY COME GET HER SHE'S DANCING LIKE A STRIPPER , SOMEBODY COME TIP HER , SHE'S DANCING LIKE A STRIPPER, SOMEBODY COME GET HER , SHE'S FEELIN ALL THE LIQUOR"

~LA'YORI~

On my 9th birthday, my parents were killed . When shots were fired, killing over 128 people. Two of those 128 people being my parents.They were on the way to the grocery store to buy me a new cake because the one i had was ruined.

The store wasn't to far from the house it was just right around the corner. They didn't want me to see the cake yet so they let me stay home. They always taught me to never open the door for anyone because they will always have a key.

Walking into the living room hearing on the news that their was a mass shooting at the grocery store my parents just went to.

Tears pouring from eyes realizing that my parents were never going to make it home to tell me happy birthday. To know that I wasn't going to never see them again. Never gon hear them say I love you. Never going to get tucked in at night.

My body shaking uncontrollably as I hold the remote. My vision blurring from how much tears was coming out. My Cheeks wet and aching.

I couldn't stop crying.

About two hours later CPS showed up at our front door taking me into the foster care system.

I cried for months, blaming myself for killing my parents because they decided to go to the store when MY cake was ruined. Every year my birthday came around it was like a reminder of there death. I hated my birthday so much.

I've been in an out the foster care system since i was nine, i could never find a proper home. My family never really talked to my parents as much so they never took me in. I've been to so many different homes I couldn't even count on them on my two hands. Soon enough my 18th birthday was coming up and i had no job, no money , and no home.

How was i going to survive on my own? Was i going to be homeless?

I didn't wanna be homeless. The times I needed my parents most and they weren't even here.

I was going to be kicked out of the foster care systems next month, because i was almost an legal adult. I spent weeks tryna find a job that makes fast money so I could at least try and get an apartment.

The best option i had came up with was to become a stripper.

You gotta do what you gotta do right?

Walking inside THE VELVET ROOM , i asked to speak to the manager.

Shortly after that I got the job. My first time on stage was good for a beginner. I made 2k my first night, to me that was a lot of money for a first time.

I decided to rent a hotel till i saved up enough money to get an apartment. I mostly payed for Ubers to get back and forth around the city. About a month later , i saved up enough money to buy a car and and my first apartment. I never told anyone about my situation expect for aria. She knew everything about me.

And it felt nice to have someone to tell all your problems too. She would comfort me and grieve with me. Felt nice to still have someone special from my childhood.

She is all I have.

She would let me stay over whenever i didn't have a place to go while i was in foster care. But over a while i stopped, i didn't want to over stay my visit .

I convinced aria to get a job here because i hated working alone, i was never the best at making friends. Surprisingly she liked it. Every since then, me and aria been stripping together.

AUTHOR NOTE~

Ok yall this is La'yori short story about how and why she became a stripper, so it was pretty short.

Remember this chapter because it's going to be important later on down the line....