Detective Badass

Red Moon (2)

*Garcia's POV*
I've been dancing at this place for two weeks now. Two weeks of shaking my ass, dancing on guys laps, and hearing derogatory things about the girls and myself.
There was Pearl who was the mother of the group in a way, took care of all of us and hyped us up before going on stage. Julia is smart and sure knows how to make a bitchin margarita. Quinn is sweet and loves music, often DJs herself when the bosses aren't around. Ava is tough and shows us how to defend ourselves in case of handsy customers. Sophie, Dina, and Shauna are great with costume designs and pole work. Then there was Viviana who never talked to us if only to badger us, she keeps to herself and I'm starting to think she has a part in this.
I've kept my distance from the girls, denying going to clubs and parties so I don't get attached but I gave in a few times and went out for drinks with them. I would rarely talk about myself to them unless I drank and I told them some truth to the real me and the fake one.

Once, the girls and I went out for drinks and I had too many that I let my emotions get the best of me.
"You guys wanna know something?," I said not thinking at all what the consequences were.
"Sure, honey bun," Pearl put her arm around me. She's been fond of me ever since I arrived to the club, she says I remind her of her sister.
"My dad, real dad, is a monster," I laughed a little but tears flowed freely down my face. "He was put away when I was younger. Ever since then I've been messed up," I pointed to my head. "Up here. I've got daddy issues. I like to date older men. Fucked up right?"
The girls all looked at me and then down. As if we all went through the same ordeal.
"My mom's boyfriend used to touch me. I left and worked at the club ever since," Julia spoke up.
"My mom used to beat me," Ava wiped away at her face.
"I had the most perfect life but an abusive girlfriend," Quinn shook her head.
"Kicked out," Sophie took a shot.
The rest of the girls gave their stories.
"We have all been through shit one way or another, but we've got through it. We're gonna keep going so to prove that we are stronger than our past," Pearl gave me a kiss on my temple.
We all raised a shot glass to each other and drank for the future to come. I realize now what I had done, I had bonded with these girls. I was in so much trouble.

I had their trust so it worked out in the end. The twins decided that I was ready to be trusted on selling drugs. So I called ahead to Daniels and he said he would send someone he trusted to pick up my product and give me money so the twins wouldn't get suspicious. So that's what we did every Friday when they gave me the product to sell. Sometimes it's powder, pills, and once a vial of stuff. West, the guy on the case, told me that they have more evidence to use thanks to me but they needed photos or something more to help them. I wore a necklace one time that held a camera but I didn't find anything. I don't want Micky or Freddy getting any ideas about me.
I had a hunch about Viviana, I think she's secretly pulling their strings. The other day while we were rehearsing for a group number she came out the back with the twins following behind her. When I got a good look at the three of them I could tell there was a similarity between them. She's probably their younger sister. As days passed I noticed her hanging around the twins more and more, they seemed on edge. I took pictures of them when I could.

Yesterday, the twins dropped a bomb on us.
"Guess what, ladies! We are moving out of here!," Micky popped champagne for us to drink.
"Where?," Julia spoke up.
"Vegas!"
My heart jumped, why so far from here?
The girls looked at each other, uncertain about this move.
"I like it here. I got a great apartment in the good part of this town," Ava was upset. Hell, we all were.
Fred pulled out a gun and pointed it at Ava. I reacted quickly and stood in front of her.
"I'll shoot you too, sweet cheeks. We are all going to Vegas whether you like it or not!"
We all nodded. The twins walked away grumbling about how ungrateful we were.
I looked at Ava. "You ok?"
She shrugged. "Not the first time he's pulled a gun on us."