No Way in Hell (MarkiplierXReader)

Chapter 14

I turned away from Holly and walked to the curtain ready to go out as I listened to the crowd of drunks cheer.

"Fuck my life." I whispered to myself before plastering on a fake smile and opening the curtains. I walked towards the pole exaggerating how I walked to look like I had bigger hips, that's what they like in this generation. I listened to the men hoot and cheer, this has got to be the worst job ever. I grabbed the pole and quickly kicked my feet up, leaving me hanging upside-down. I gripped the pole with my thighs and let go with my hands. I shimmied my chest as I searched for the 'young', rich, man. She said he was in the front on the right. I looked to my left, being upside-down and all. I saw the back of a skinnier man, it was a little dark off of the stage so I just assumed he was the young rich guy. I sat up grabbing the pole and stood back on the ground. I continued my routine looking at everyone, that usually got me bigger tips.

I started to get closer to the crowd I was about to finish up so I went up to the young man, he was looking at me this time. I squatted down Infront of him exposing my crotch, I watched as his silowet came closer to the light with a bill in his hand. I squinted my eyes to try and see what he looked like, as he got closer I could see him clearer, I almost fell over as he placed a bill in my outfit. He smirked evilly knowing what I was thinking. I quickly stood back up and walked off of the floor staring at him. My mouth hung open as I sat down.

"So you gonna go after him?" Holly asked.

"I, I know him." I was still a bit shocked, and slightly furious. I didn't know if I was furious at him for being here or at me for striping in front of him.

"So that's why he got you big money." She did look to happy as she pointed at the only bill he placed, I looked down and grabbed the bill. $100 where the hell is a highschool student getting this kind of money? This explains why he wasn't bothering me about leaving today. How the hell did Mark even get in here? Maybe he's 18, but he was drinking, he needs to be 21 to drink. I don't care enough to find out. I could cut work, I'd be good with only this much today plus my boss wouldn't care. I started taking the smaller bills for the other men out of my bra and started counting it up.

"5, 6, 11.." I mumbled to myself.

"So he's off limits?" Holly asked.

"No go for it, 23, 24.." I finished counting, $36, plus that 100. I placed my money at the bottom of my bra making sure not to let it hang out, I can't just put this kind of money in my bag. This is a lot and I don't want it to get stolen, which seems to happen a lot.

"Cherry." I heard Missy call my name

"What?"

"Someone asked for a dance."

"Then go dance." I started walking to my bag.

"They asked for you." Fuck, I was just about to leave, I guess I could get a few more bucks.

"Fine." I turned to her so she could lead the way. We walked out of the changing rooms into the smokey main room. We headed to the back of the place where there was more room for personal dances. She pointed at him.

"That's the guy who asked." He sat on a long bench-like seat connected to the back wall.

"No."

"What?"

"I said no, I'm not going to dance for him."

"You have to," she argued "you sold away your rights when you got this job, you either dance or get fired."

I sighed, I needed this job but I wasn't about to dance on Mark. The very thought made me want to barf.

I've done worse, I can handle this.

I walked up to him and placed my leg on the bench outside of his leg exposing my crotch to him the second time today.

"Did you ask for a lap dance?" I asked obviously knowing the answer.

"Yes, Y/n." He smirked.

"The names Cherry." I planted my leg back on the ground and spread out his legs.

"What are you doing working here?"

"What are you doing drinking here? Did you really fail senior year that many times?"

"I thought stripers where supposed to be nice."

"I thought you were supposed to be poor."

"What made you think that?" He chuckled.

"Your poor sense of style."

"That's just a choice." He placed his hand on my thigh. I turned back to face him, moving his hands above his head.

"Is your personality 'just a choice' too? Because it'd be great if you got a new one." I used my feet to push his leg together and I placed my knees on either side of him. "So what did you do to get in?" I asked close to his face.

"An ID." He smirked.

"Was it fake?"

"Y/n, I can assure you that Wilfred is my first name. Now if you let go of my hands I can pay you." He sounded to proud, I could get him kicked out for being underage. But what if he gets me kicked out? I need this job, I couldn't take that risk, maybe next year. I let go of his hands and stood up. He reached for his pocket and looking down I could see he wasn't too 'exited'.

"Looks like you've learned how to keep it in your pants." I moved my butt closer to him so he could pay me. He placed a few bills there and smirked at me. I turned away and walked to the changing room, a few men stopped me for tips but I eventually made it. I grabbed the tips I just got and started counting. 11, then I grabbed the money Mark gave me, $200. My eyes grew wide, he really is rich. I placed that with the rest of my money at the bottom of my bra as I headed for my bag. I walked to where I set it down but it wasn't there. I looked around, not seeing it anywhere, that cheep bag had my clothes in it! Some people might take the time to appreciate that that bag wasn't the one my mom had, but I wasn't some people, I was pissed. I looked around not finding it anywhere.

"Whaddya lookin' for?" Amber asked.

"My bag, have you seen it?"

"Whad it look like?"

"It was (f/c) and had a long strap."

"Ohh."

"You saw it?"

"Yeah, I saw Missy wear it outa here."

"What?"

"Yeah she left with it."

"Shit," she probably thought I put my tips in there, that bitch. "Do you have any extra clothes I could possibly wear?" I ask Amber.

"Sorry, no and I've gotta go dance."

"Okay." I sat there on the ground for a second, I didn't drive here and this isn't the kind of place anyone would want walk half nude down the streets. "Fuck..." I squeezed my eyes closed and thought about what I could do.

I'd have to walk home, there is no other way.

_____

I couldn't help but update, I just suddenly had all these ideas for this story, I wrote so much that I had to put some of it in the next chapter! I hope you're liking this story if not why are you reading it? Vote comment do whatever really.

PS im tryin to write the next chapter for 'dead without you' but im getting serious writer's block on that story so, sorry for the long wait.

BUH BYE! Lol (lots of love)

-Me