Roads Leading to Nowhere

So i was playing the sims and i came up with this story, i have a good feeling about this one! I think It has an original plot, although there are a lot of stripper book on wattpad, I've never read a story with the same plot like this one, So i hope at least one person likes it :) Sorry if this chapter is a bit short, it may be a bit boring, but it will get better i promise!

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Roads Leading To Nowhere

Chapter One

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling for my iPhone on the bedside table. I pressed the home button, the lock screen picture with the words 'Emily Brunt's iPhone' illuminated the room slightly.

3:37am

I sat up rubbing my eyes and sighed. I could hear loud snoring coming from the rising and falling lump next to me, taking up most of the room in the double bed. I tiptoed to the bathroom of the small, shabby apartment trying not to wake him. If i had of woken Aaron up, he would have started insulting me. Saying things like 'You're such a fat, clumsy whore! You don't do anything right! If you keep fucking things up you can go find another pimp!' He might even hit me, like he's done before, when i woke him up because i accidentally kicked my foot on the bedside table. I looked at myself in the scum and makeup stained mirror, i looked like a mess. My unnaturally ruby-red hair was messy from sleeping. I really needed to dye it again, my dark brown roots were two inches long. My makeup was smudged all over my lifeless face. I really needed to eat more, i was really pale and underweight.

You're probably wondering why i have a pimp. Well, if you haven't figured it out get, i'm a prostitute. I'm guessing the questions that are on everyones mind are 'Where are her parents? Her siblings, aunts, uncles, grandparents? Why would they let her do such a thing?' My mother died when i was 16. The police told us she shot herself in the head, but i don't believe that. I believe my father shot her and made it look like suicide. My 18-year-old sister Mikayla and i were forced into prostitution by our father. Our relatives all live in Queensland, Australia. My father decided to move us to Perth after the death of our mother. So now, a year later, I'm stuck with Aaron, with Mikayla in the same boat as me, but with a different guy. Oh, did i mention our father owns the strip club me and my sister also work at?

I splashed cold water on my face, waking me up. As i dried my face with the dirty towel resting on the bathtub, my bodily needs kicked in. I hadn't realised how hungry i was. I put on an oversized cream coloured cardigan, black stretchy leggings and brown ugg boots. I took 15 dollars out of my purse and opened the door leading to the kitchen and lounge room. The only light source being the flashing 'Vacant' sign on the front of the apartment building. I closed the front door behind me and made my way towards the elevator. As i stepped outside the building i embraced myself, not realising it was going to be this cold. I walked along the familiar street, passing alleyways, hobos and closed stores, the air filled with cigarette smoke. Just as i expected, nothing was open. I came to the deli at the end of the street, a middle-aged woman occupying the counter. I walked in looking around for something to eat. I grabbed a gatorade and a pie and walked up to the counter to pay for them. The woman took the money from me, eyeing me off. Probably wondering what I'm doing walking around unsafe streets at this time of the morning. Thank god she didn't ask me any questions or try to make small talk. I thanked her as she gave me my changed and walked out, still feeling her eyes on me.

I ate the pie on the sidewalk a few meters away from the deli, leaning against a closed building. On the way back to the apartment, I got a few hoots and beeps from passing cars, making me feel cheap and easy. I cant really protest, i was a prostitute after all. As i stepped into the apartment, i could smell cigarette smoke. That only meant one thing; Aaron was awake. "Where were you?" I jumped at his husky voice, not noticing he was sitting on the worn-out brown leather couch. "I went to get something to eat."