It's Hard

C O N F U S E D

       I got back to my dorm to see Zephoria asleep on the couch. I got back pretty late so of course I'd expect that. I pulled the cover up on her and went to shower. I look in the mirror and began to get lost in it.
       You've got to tell her what you've been doing, Willow. No matter how she reacts, she deserves to know. My conscience was breaking through and speaking to me. "Willow?" Zephoria said making me jump slightly and move my hair behind my ear. "Yeah? What's up, you okay?" I asked turning around and leaning against the sink. "Uh yeah, I'm fine. You and the other hand look like you need to get some stuff off your chest." she said as she chuckled and pulled me out of the bathroom. 
        "Zephoria, there's been some things I've been hiding from you..." I said looking down at my rough nails. "You're Lesbian." she assumed. "What!?  No, No, No!" I laughed at got serious again.  "About my job." I continued. She nodded for me to go on.  "I'm a... Stripper." I said. "What?" she looked at me with wide eyes.
            "That's it?" she said and laughed. "I knew. I saw your costume in our closet and I'm pretty sure that wouldn't have been for personal use since yanno...  you're a virgin." she laughed. I frowned a bit offended, but i brushed it off. " But I have amazing news!" I exclaimed moving closer to the edge of the couch and smiled. "shoot" she laughed at my sudden enthusiasm. "I met a guy at Starbucks today. He was a photographer and director or whatever. He gave me this..." i said giving her the card that was in my sweaty palms and continued on. "He said he wanted me to be a model for the company. This could be big for us both, Zeph." I squealed happily.  She looked at the card uneasily.  "Are you okay? " I asked calming down. "You can't go to this..." she muttered. "w-what?" I stuttered, obviously taken aback by her sudden loss of enthusiasm. "What do you mean, I can't go?" I started to think of all the possible reasons as to why she would say something like that. Was it because she'd miss me? Does she think she'll have to carry this college thing out by herself? Was she jealous? "I know this man, girl. You can't do this!" She looked at me with pleading eyes. "What do you mean? What happened?" I asked. I couldn't believe this. I dont want to strip for the rest of my life, and I sure as hell ain't about to work for someone else in a dead end job. "Willow this ain't a real company..." She said. She looked up at me and handed me the card. "How do you know? Dont lie to me, Zeph..." She only gazed at me before shaking her head. "I'm not lying. I went to this in high school... My sophomore year... That company has a dark background, Willow..." She stated eerily. "So how the hell did you get out? Why didnt you report them!?" I asked getting irritated. I dont know why I was getting angry, I guess I just dont like being made a fool of. "Dont you think I try to stop them, Willow!?" She exclaimed. "Them motherfuckers are clever, conniving, sneaky...The whole 9!" I looked down. None of this made sense... How did she get Out? She didn't answer that question. I simply just turned around and walked to NY room. Silence filled our dorm, except for the usual hallway rush around this time. People were usually heading to parties and other peoples dorm. How inconsiderate. I turned over in my bed and just stared at the wall. I need a fucking job.