Chapter 1
"Dream girl, you're on!" yelled one of my co-workers or whatever you want to call her, letting me know it was my turn to hit the stage. I thanked her and said a silent prayer before walking out. Quite ironic how I pray before doing the "devils work" as my grandmother liked to call it, but i grew up in the church. Moms had me in there every Sunday ,and Wednesdays too! Bet y'all wondering... well if she's such a church girl what is she doing stripping? my reply? mind y'all own damn business. You don't know half my struggles. My mother got pregnant with me when she was 14, just a baby herself. With my grandparents being the first lady and preacher of course they were ashamed of her, said she was giving them a bad name, and even told her to abort me. I ain't a saint or even close for that matter, but i do know that an abortion ain't right.. boy my grandparents were some hypocrites. My mother refused though and not long after she had me they put her out. Their own child at the age of 15, and in Bulls head at that ! Don't even ask about my father, that nigga was Casper if ya know what i mean, GHOST, INVISIBLE, i'm sure you get my drift. He was the first man to ever break my heart... I guess that came in helpful.. now-a-days a nigga can't even get a conversation out of me. Another member of the church took us in though, sweet miss Emma, Lord knows i miss her. She made sure my mama finished high school and even sent her off to college while she kept me, everything was okay for a while. That's until Miss Emma died, she was shot during a robbery in our home. Hence my 2nd heartbreak. Moms never got to graduate college, instead she took on two jobs. We were happy with each other though. Not one time did my mama say she regretted me, infact she told me i was the best thing that's ever happened to her. That's what I loved best about my mother , she just had a way of looking on the good side of things... Things that don't even seem to have anything good about them. How I wish the sweet bubbly Elizabeth would come back to me... But now-a-days she hardly even remembers I'm her daughter. That's a story for another time though.
Currently:
"Dreamdolllllll" , my stage name rung in my ears as the Dj introduced me ,Taking me out of my thoughts. The song panty dropper followed behind it. I walked to the edge of the stage all sexy like scoping the crowd. I saw a couple regulars in the front , always in the club...not that I'm complaining😛. I slowly begin to whine my hips still scoping. As the music sped up so did my pace , before you know it I was half Naked throwing that ass in all kinds of shapes. Circles , triangles , octagons even. This one kid peeped my interest though, not only because he was throwing straight hundreds , just the way he looked at me, almost as if he was staring into my soul. Let's not forget to mention that he was cute as shit, looked a little on the young side though. After dancing through 2 more songs I gathered my earnings, making my way back to the changing room, that one guy still fresh on my mind. I wasted no time putting my sweats on and grabbing my bag. I didn't want to stay in this place any longer than I had to and I couldn't stand these high minded bitches. "You be safe now." Said Denardo, the club owner as I walked past his office and towards the exit. I gave him a smile and a wave , "always Dee." Unlike the other girls Denardo & I had a sort of bond... He was more like a father figure to me... I practically had to beg for the job because he refused to hire me, said that this wasn't my only alternative. After telling him about college and why I wanted the job he reluctantly gave in. That was 10 months ago... We're always having one on ones and he always throws in some extra cash in , to help with school he says. Not wanting to waste anymore time I made my way to the back door, only to be snatched up. "Well hello gorgeous." It was the same guy who'd peeped my interest inside the club, only this time he was scaring me. After a couple attempts of trying to snatch away I just gave up. "What do you want from me?" He chuckled "We'll have plenty of time to discuss that." Out of nowhere he whipped out this white rag, shoving it in my face and just like that I was out. A bitch was tired anyway.
To be continued: y'all gotta let me know if y'all fw the beginning first 😭🤷🏾♀️
