Leah's pov
As I walk through the doors of the kinky kitty the smell of beer, whisky, and a very faint smell of weed hit me as soon as I walk into the room, but i'm used to it by now. I make my way into the back with the rest of the girls that are not out front, and change into one of the many outfits that I usual work in.
A lace bra, that is basically see through, a thong that does not leave very much covered. I'm not proud of my job, in fact I hate working here, but it pays for my shitty ass apartment and covers collage so I should be more grateful then I am.
There are many familiar faces here, many older men that generally just give you the creeps when you lay eyes on them.
"Hey baby." A man in about his fifties says with a sly smile that show yellow teeth, that are half rotted out of his mouth.
"Hi, honey how are you do'in tonight?"
"Better now that your here, darlin'"
"well what is it that you have in mind for tonight?"
What I really want to say is get your nasty ass out of my fucking face, but that would get me fired so I restrained and waited for an answer from the filthy man in front of me.
"how 'bout a strip tease sweetheart."
I diden't have much on in the first place just the bra and thong, and a see through robe.
I began to remove the robe slowly, mentally cringing as I did so. The bra came next untill I was just in the thong, I did the usual untill it was over, relief flooded my body as I could finally leave that sick creep behind me.
I danced and stripped for more and more men untill it was finally time for me to leave that hell hole, I changed back into my over sized sweater and skinny jeans and gathered my money for the night.
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I walked into the main lobby of my apartment complex. It's not a very clean place and colorful graffiti covered the walls of the building, inside and out.
I walked half way up the stairs and took a seat on the step, pulled out a cigarette and light it up, letting it clear my head of all the shitty things that happen in life.
One after another, after another, after another, untill I had just sat on the steps of the stairs smoking in the hallway, watching as people went up and down the stairs. Some couples, and teenagers that i'm sure would have fucked right on the steps if they had'nt noticed that i was sitting there. I had to yell at a few people too get a damn room, when they were practically dry humping each other against the wall. I had the displeasure of seeing some things that I would have been fine without seeing.
By the time I had finished off three and a half packs of cigarettes it was almost time for the sun to come up and my legs and butt were painfully stiff as I made my way up the stairs and into my apartment. I collapsed onto the couch which was really no better then my bed in the other room, they were both old, dusty, and used with stains of things that I had really no interest in knowing about were scattered across the couch and bed. At least the couch is actually soft and not hard as a rock like the bed.
I was fast asleep, unaware of what the time actually was. Thankfully I did'nt have any classes tomorrow and even if I did I most likely would'nt have gone anyways.
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As I woke from my deep slumber, I looked over at my shitty flip phone and saw that it was almost five o'clock in the after noon. I groaned loudly as i willed myself to wake up before stumbling over to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee.
I make my way over to the bathroom to take a quick shower, brush my teeth and wash my face. I'm not one for make up, just on very special occasions and work.
After I get done in the bathroom and get over to the kitchen, the coffee is done and I pull up a chair next to the cabinet. I am very short, about 5'3. I always say that i'm going to move the coffee cups off of the top shelf but I never get around to it.
A loud knock on the front door sounds through the tiny apartment, startling me.
I jump down from the chair and stumble over to the door, opening it to find him.
The man that ruined my life, my family, my friends, everything I ever loved is now ruined because of him.
"D-Daemon?"
"Hey, babe. Good to see you"
I could only just stand there and stare untill it my vision went black and the only thing I could hear was the thump of my body hitting the floor and his dark cackle.
He's back.
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uh-oh who is Daemon? What is he doing here?
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the new fanfic.
BTW this is a harry styles fanfic.
