A Soft Devil (COMPLETED)

Chapter 30

That was the best day of my life for multiple reasons. I got to go to the Cheesecake Factory, hang out with my friends, update my closet, and kiss Trey. Now that I look back on it, four years later, it was a sweet gift, but I wish he prepared me for that moment because it happened so quickly that I still can't rate his kissing skills. All I can remember is how smooth they were against mine. I would even say it was a peck that you would give a friend, but I'm still claiming him my first kiss. Other than that, it was my birthday, that's the happiest and best memory I can spare before the accident. It was the last year I saw my parents before work took over there lives, drugs and gang banging swallowed Matt and Joseph, I had to testify in court against my own brother, I lost Tonya and Cherish as best friends when I had to switch schools, I ended up in the group home, and the fire ended my parents lives for good.

"What's wrong, Cindy?" Someone asked scaring the living shit out of me.
I flinged my head to the side to see a worried looking Kayla to my side. Her eyebrows were wrinkled in deep concern towards me. She must've just gotten off the stage because she was a little out of breath.

"What are you talkin bout?"

"You're crying."

I touched my cheeks feeling the wetness underneath them. I started chuckling wiping away the tears. "I didn't even know I was crying until you told me."

"Do you wanna talk?" She asked taking a seat next to me.

"There's nothing to really talk about."

"Then why you in here, all by yourself, instead of out there not makin money? That's not the Cindy I know."

"Alright well long story short, Grayson was pissing me off and shit, so I came in here to cool off, and I went to my happy place."

"You're 14th birthday," she said already knowing what memory I was talking about.
Like I said, we know each other like our mothers first names.

"Yea and then I guess I just thought too much into it since I was cryin and shit."

"I mean, that shit's emotional."

"Doesn't mean I gotta be a lil bitch and cry bout it," I said getting up to go back out, but Kayla stopped me before I walked out the door. I looked over at her wondering what the hold up was.

"It's cool to cry every once and a while. Don't be so hard on yourself, alright?"

"Thanks Kayla, but you already know how I feel about that soft shit. What time is it by the way?"

She sighed before looking over at the clock reading the time. "1:30."

I was going back and forth in my mind whether I wanted to go nude yet.
"Still too early."
There's a certain time in the club where the girls just go completely nude or topless. For me, anytime after two I go topless to gain more attention and get more money.

"You know, it's normal to cry. The shit's not gonna hurt you," Kayla told me one last time before I walked out.

I stopped myself and looked back at her. "It will if you get too comfortable."
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I didn't see Grayson nor that Landon guy out on the floor anymore, and I'm glad because I didn't want anymore distractions. I walked over to the bar, willing to beg Jerry to give me some type of alcohol, but a guy pulled me back from doing so. I whipped my head back to see who the fuck this nigga was with the power grip on my arm. He was one of those regular college kids who would be here on the weekend, probably with his other group of friends somewhere close by. By the way he was grabbing me, it was clear he's never been in a strip club.