Chapter 8

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"Hey Sticky! It's me! Uhm, this is probably the fifth time I've called...erm, today..." Toni coughed. "Anyways, I'm sure you're busy with that...well, whatever you've been up to...I just, uh..." She trailed off again. "Nicole...my graduation is in a few weeks and I'd love for you to come. I got valedictorian and I'm a grade ahead of everyone!" She exclaimed.

The line went quiet and Nicole thought it was the end of the message till she heard a few sniffles...

"Nicole...please...I'm not even sure if dad will be there so if that's the reason..." she sniffed again then cleared her throat. "I won't have anybody there for me and you were the only one that ever wa-" BEEP BEEP.

One thousand four hundred sixty days.

One hundred ninety two weeks.

Forty eight months.

Four long years had past since Nicole walked out on her family. Not that she was keeping track. She was parked somewhere outside of Cherry, Nebraska wondering if she should pack up and leave...not like she had much either.

Nicole did try to keep tabs on her sister regardless of the distance. Apparently dear old dad quit drinking, but has been working non-stop. Toni is been studying constantly and is planning on going to a community college after she graduates. A WHOLE YEAR EARLY!

On one hand, Nicole was incredibly proud of her sister. But on the other, she was green with envy. Despite being the perfect sister like she suspected, dad didn't give her the attention she deserved. And that broke her heart. But sadly, it wasn't enough to come back. She'd probably kill their dad if she ever saw him again. Plus, she had prior obligations.

"Yo! Nikita! You are up in five! You better get back in here before Big Man blows a gasket!" A girl yelled. Nicole shut down, rolled up her window, and locked up her car before running inside the building.

Running through the dark hall, she entered a large room with many vanities and half naked females walking around. She quickly slipped on a buster and lacey hot pants then moved to lace up a pair of thigh high boots.

Doing a quick check in the mirror, she swore, almost forgetting her choppy black and brown wig. Tucking away her copper locks, Nicole rushed out onto a nearby platform just as Big Man was introducing her name.

"And now, your favorite femme fatal...the enticing, the seductive...Madam Nikita!" Nicole strutted onto the stage with her signature smirk and struck a pose. The crowd cheered for her as she danced around the stage. Bills from ones to hundreds were tossed at the stage while she swung around the chrome pole in the center of the walkway.

For the tail-end of her journey, Nicole dabbled in exotic dancing. She needed three grand to pay off her Camaro, her precious Fireball. She was a grand short, but by the looks of the stage in front of her, she was close to paying it off.

Nicole hung upside down now, finishing her routine as she blew kisses to the crowd. More bills came her way and she forced a smile. She carefully slid down and flipped herself right side up before gathering her earnings.

A few of the men, some young and others old, wolf whistled and clapped as she shimmied up and down the path. One happy male in particular smacked her rear and Nicole resisted the urge to knock him out. No, she couldn't afford to punch a paying customer...again.

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