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Nia pov
I hopped out of my black BMW and headed into the club.I went threw the front as always to be safe. I pass the bouncer and went straight to the back to get dressed. I put on my yellow set of top and bottoms that shined gold went the lights hit. I put on some yellow make up with some gold highlights. Topped it off with some clear sparkly gloss. I wore my out hair since i got it straightened. but i kept a hair tie on me just in case.
Once i was done i waited until it was my time to go out and do my set.While these girls give me evil glares. Most of them had a promise with me but I could never understand why. Im just ready for my shift to be over . Stripping isn't bad, i love it. I love to dance from doing my own thing to even shaking my ass. At least i aint shaking it ftom free. its just that i want to do something special with my life after everything that happened. I just want more but i just dont know where to start.
I never knew my parents. They gave me away when i wasn't even able to remember there faces. I was in foster care all my child hood. Foster home to foster home. The last foster home i was in i was beaten everyday.The kids hated me for no reason. I was even jumped a couple of times.
I remember everyone at the foster home was in a heated argument and some how it got turned into everyone coming at me. I didn't know what to do. They all came at me, the backed me up against the front the front door. So i ran out , they ran after me for blocks. Once i realized they stoped i slowed down to catch my breath. Just for a bag to be thrown over my head. I panicked , I punched screamed kicked until i blacked out.
When i woke up, i woke up to a living hell. It was him. The person who ruined my life. He treated me like there slave. All i did was clean , cook everything. I never saw the outside world. I was Trapped inside.I tried to Escape penalty of times. They all failed, He would punish me as the called it.He would beat me for hours and hours. He would lock me into small rooms for weeks. The worst one was Dameon would would come in my room. the little basement i had and rape me. I didn't know what to do. He would beat me, embarrass me, and push me around. When ever his friends came over i prayed that they would figure out what was going on. But it never happened. They just thought that I was his girlfriend and was living with him.
The night i meet chris , I escaped. This particular night Dameon came in my room and tried to rape me once again. But i lost it and went crazy. I saw the gun in his pocket. Grabbed it while he was trying to stoke me and turned and shoot him between the eyes. Knowing that someone may had heard the blast of the gun. I ran out the door and ran on to the streets until and ran and bumped into chris.
I dont know if anyone was looking for me. Social workers or my real parents because I went missing. I still have nightmares about everything. I wished i knew who they were. I wish i vould see there smiling faces. Deep, deep inside i still hope even though it seems hopeless.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by my boss coming and saying im up next. I looked myself in the mirror to wipe the tear on my face and smile to myself. "your going to make it one day" i say to myself with a small smile on my face.
I get up and walk towards the main stage entrance.
"yall love her , a crowd favorite , the one and only DREAM."
I put a sexy smile on my face as i walked up to the pole. when I dance it doesnt matter if its shaking my ass to a full routine, it feels as if i'm the only one in the room. The only thing that got me threw my days.
Sliding up ,drown and around the pole like a pro. I continued to do my set untill the last song came on. I walked to the back with my money. I stacked my money up and got ready to leave. I walked out the front and began to walk to my car. On the way there i was in deep thought about my life.How much more fucked up can it turn out to be.
I unlock my car doors and put my stuff inside . I shut the door a get ready to go to he other side. I walk around the back of the car an-
my thoughts where interrupted by being snatched and pulled into a ally. I screamed in fear of what was happening. I kicked and screamed and it was as if i was silent to the world.
"LET GO OF ME" i screamed as i kicked him.
He slammed me against the brick wall , causing pain to run threw my body. He punched me in my mouth making my head fall back.
I raised my fist and started fighting him. Punch after punch i was sending to his face . When I finally thought it was good enough I turned to run. Just for him to grab me .He jacked me up and began to choke me as he started to lift me in the air.
Here I am trying to pry his hands off my neck so my feet could touch the ground. I start to lose consciousness by his grip tightening.
He flung me across for my head to hit the wall to make me slip into darkness.....
