Chapter 12 •

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It's already 9:45 p.m. I've been in the club for about 2 hours now. The girls and I had some shots to celebrate my birthday which is still going on.

"See you guys next week," I reminded Jen and the other strippers who were lap dancing on men.

"Okay bye! Happy Birthday again Abby!" they all added simultaneously.

"Aha thanks guys," I finally said as I made my way through the door, heading up to the subway.

I decided I would take the subway to Journal Square and then take a cab to my dad's house.

"43 Greene Boulevard," I said as I say inside the backseat of the cab.

"Shit," I looked down and saw I was still wearing my stripper costume. I looked at the cab driver and he didn't look back at me while he was driving.

"Eh, fuck it," I thought to myself as I started to remove my stripper clothes in the cab. I started with the costume, and I was half naked. No bra. I looked inside my bag to find my bra and blouse. I looked quickly to see what the cab driver was up to.

"Um. Can you not look at my breasts please?" I asked angrily at the cab driver. What a douche bag.

"Sorry,sorry," he said quickly as he looked back at the road. I continued to change my clothes and fix my makeup (take off makeup).

"Thanks," I said as I gave the cab driver the money. He took the money and winked at me and gave me a kissy face before he speeded away.

"Asshole!!" I screamed as I kicked the car.

"What a jerk," I thought to myself.

Ugh. Here I am. My dad's house. I should explain to you guys what happened after my mom died.

Well, after two months in the hospital, my father finally came. When I saw him I wanted to just hug him. But at the same time, I wanted to run away.

He said he's been in town living in an apartment. He also said he was getting engaged to a woman named Sarah. I never liked her and I still don't like her. I ended up living with my father till I was eighteen. I didn't go to college, but I moved to New York. I started out with nothing, and then Mrs. Johnson found me. She let me stay in her home till I found a job to pay for an apartment. I would be on the streets if it wasn't for Mrs. Johnson.

I finally made it to the front door, rang the doorbell, and waited. Someone opened the door.

"Hi Dad."

"Hey sweetie! Surprise!" My dad said. Before the room was dark, then the lights turned on and I saw other people.

"Surprise!!" they all said simultaneously. I tried to act surprised.

"Ha, thank you all for coming," I thanked them all. I slowly walked into the house and greeted everyone.

"Oh my God. Casey!!" I screamed and ran to my best friend.

"Hey!! Oh my god. It's been so long! I've missed you!" Casey responded.

"Yeah I know! I missed you too," I said as I hugged her tightly. This night wouldn't be as bad after all.

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