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FIFTHTEEN

(Short but informational😁)

Flashback

9 Years Ago

Megan Pov

I was only sixteen and was fighting for my life on these streets. The only way I could get money was my body.

My body was my money.

My mother passed away because we couldn't afford her hospital treatment. My grandma was involved in a drive by...

I was alone and hopeless.

Staying in motels.

Stripping and having sex for money.

I stopped going to school because I seen no point in going. What was I gonna get out of that?

I walked into the strip club, heading to the back. I was only able to get this job by first lying about my age and it worked because once again.

My body is really mature for my age.

This is where I get the most money.

I was immediately given my outfit for the night and I went to change. It's going to be packed tonight so I need to get double of what I would on a normal day.

Shit maybe even more than that.

"Megan let's go! We got people requesting you!" I gulped and put on my lip gloss and scurried out.

I did my normals and then moved to my new request. There was a lot of people asking for me as the night went on and I had made triple of what I planned on.

I wasn't complaining but as I teenager I didn't exactly like getting groped on by older men.

I gotta do what I gotta do though.

My last dance of the night was a private dance. I hated doing this specifically at this time a night because the person is usually drunk out of their mind and can't follow the simple rule.

No touching.

Walking into the private room, the person looked to be in their 40s but he looked extremely wealthy as well.

I slowly danced on him until I heard his low and deep voice "You know you're way too young to be working here right?" I tensed at the sound of his voice.

I stayed silent continuing to dance "Megan I know you hear me talking to you." I stopped completely hearing him say my real name. In the club I go by Tina Snow and nobody knows my name.

I don't have any friends so who could this person be.

"I've been watching you on these streets lil mama, and it looks like you're in need...I have a job for you.." He said.

I can never pass on some extra money.

"W-what job?" I said timidly.

"I want you to help my son sell some drugs...for my cartel. You'll make some real good money and won't have to spend the rest of your life using your body for some money."  Sell drugs? That doesn't sound too bad but...what if I mess it up somehow?

Fast-Forward

2 Years Later...

I walked through the warehouse looking for the boss. After all these years I still don't know his name but hey.

I'm making pretty good money.

Enough to survive.

I always get lost in this warehouse. I took a quick right and bumped into a body, making me fall to the floor.

"Shit my bad...are you alright?" I looked up and seen a woman with a mask on her face. The only thing I could see was her honey blonde hair. I mean I had my hoodie on as well so you could barely see me.

She reached her hand out to me and I took it. She pulled me up and she sure was strong. "You lost?" I nodded nervously.

She let out a giggle and pulled me the opposite way "I think you're looking for my dad. His office are the big yellow and black doors. You walked past it like ten times." She said.

Wow that's embarrassing.

"Here you are." She said, stopping in front of the big doors.

"Thanks..." I said lowly.

"Cya around." And with that she was gone with quickness.

I knocked on the doors and they opened. I walked inside and was met with the boss sitting in his chair.

"How much did you make today?" He asked.

"I made 4,500 off the coke, 4,000 off the Xanax, and 10,000 on the weed." I told him.

He clapped his hands together with a smile on his face "That's my girl. You're my best seller I got in here. Glad you're not like my son and stealing shit from me. That reminds me..." He picked up his walkie talkie, making a call.

"Killer Bee I need you to handle something in the dungeon. Give him a few stings." He said.

Killer Bee?

I don't know what that means so I'll mind my business.

"Alright lil mama, I need you to sell these Opioids. Don't just walk around with the whole bag in your pocket because the police have been looking for some of my sellers who have been selling this stuff. Be careful and mindful ok?" He told me.

"Yes sir." I said with a firm nod.

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