The Crimson Prince

Chapter 1: Violet Lee

The street leading into the club was wet and had an eerie feeling about it. I felt as if someone was lurking in the shadows that danced along the walls of the buildings as cars sped by. I was let into to The Mask strip club by the bouncer Bruno and headed towards the back to get ready.

Entering the dressing room, I find my vanity that is set up for me to make myself presentable for the club goers on this Friday evening. Starting on my mundane routine of makeup application I begin thinking back on my life trying to figure out how I ended up here.

Filled with self-hatred I start from the beginning I was ripped from my happy life when I was 5 years-old because both of my parents never came home. There were speculations that they ran away together and that they didnt want a child anymore, but we later learned they were murdered by an unknown assailant. To this day it sill has not been solved, then entering the foster care system I bounced from house to house family to family. One family sticks with me to this day Mr. & Mrs. Vanweise. They were a young couple who couldnt have kids but at the ripe ages of 32 and 28 they felt it was time to adopt. When they came to the house for girls Mr. Vanweise fell in love with just how cute I was and my spunk. This seems okay for a 5-year-old NOT for a 16 almost 17-year-old girl with big breast and a rounded ass. This should have been the first warning sign for Mrs. Vanweise, but she saw no problem in it because they were giving an older child a home that could use one. I lived with them for a few weeks and turned 17 and everything seemed normal then it took a turn for the worst when Mrs. Vanweise got sick. Cancer. The one word a spouse or a child never wants to hear. She didnt last very long, and it tore me apart and it destroyed Him. In the weeks that followed her death he began drinking a lot and became particularly violent. One night he snuck into my room and planned to take his anger out on me. He beat until I could barely breathe I had bruised and cut along my body, but he committed the most unforgiveable act if taking me without consent, He left me bleeding out on the floor of my room with only hopes of death circling my mind. The next morning at the ripe age of 17 I had my bag packed and my plan set in motion to leave. When he caught leaving he pinned me to the ground and took his knife that he always carried and carved the letters CV into my chest above my heart branding me as his. Carsyn Vanweise s own personal whore. He then continued with knife play by cutting my thigh with the word dirty. That day that I got out I found myself a job and have been living in a rundown apartment since.

Vi your on in 2 minutes are you ready? my best friend and stripper pal Lacy asks me as she walks into the back with cash shoved in places on her outfit.

Yeah. Do I look alright are all the cut covered? I asked her to hope they dont show with the red number I am wearing tonight.

You are covered cant see them anywhere on you. She said this with such a sad smile on her face it made my heart hurt. I smile and place the mask onto my face and walk out onto the stage.

Looking at the crowd I see no familiar faces meaning this is either a new crowd or a bachelor party that has come to enjoy the night. The lights fade to a deep set red color and my music begins when I place my hand on the pole. It one of my favorite dances because it is a soft a sensual way. I hear cheering a hollering as I begin dancing and I slowly fade away and my body goes into motion with out my help. I finish my dance with out removing a single piece of clothing from the areas that cover scars. I get asked all the time why, but my response is always, Why should I show off parts of my body you dont need when youre already hard? I walk away from the stage with at least $600 in in my outfit and maybe $100 on the floor. Great that leaves me with $350 I maybe able to afford my half the rent for our awful run-down apartment but that leaves no money for food. I hope Lacy got more than I did tonight.

Hey Vi, how did you do tonight? I get asked by Lacy as I walk into the back after closing to change.

Well after working the floor after my show I got $800, but with 50% we have to give management I made $400. How about you? I say looking at Lacy and I Immediately see her face fall.

I made $200 but with 50% I got $100, What are we going to do we only have enough for our rent and nothing else!?

I dont know but we will figure it out lets head home

Finally, after what seemed like the longest walk ever we arrive back to our apartment feeling the need for sleep pulling at our bodies. Entering our freezing apartment trying to turn on the lights we realize that the electricity isnt on meaning it didnt get paid this month. Great which means we will now have no money for the next months food supply. I just need to bundle my self up and get to bed.

Its fucking freezing. My toes are going to fall off Lacy complains from behind me on our twin bed. She turns around to spoon me and decides that my warmth will make her better.\

Its almost 5 am lets get to bed please I beg her.

Fine. I am holding you all night or morning whatever it is.

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Your stupid bitch thinking you can get off with out me? Mr. Vanweise asks me as he crawls on top of my bed.

No sir, I just came home from school wanting change Im sorry sir all of this is said as I stare at the ground.

Go on change! I want to watch you take off EVERYTHING! Understand? He asks with a creepy grin on his face.

Yes sir. I slowly begin to take off my shoes and socks. I glance his way and sense the irritation coming from him. Then the slap came.

Faster your stupid whore I didnt ask for a strip show. Did I?

I shake my head not able to open my mouth do to the blood pooling in my mouth.

Hurry it up you are fucking bitch!

I hurry out of my clothes and lay flat on the bed he is on, so he can do what he wants. I should scream and run but I cant bring myself to do it. I know the knife he carries hurts halva a lot more than his hits.

You like what I do to you dont you?

I dont answer. I dont move. I dont Breathe. I just wait.

Aww no screaming from you tonight Princess?

I just stay still. I just wait. I beg mentally for it all to not happen.

Alright baby you asked for it. He brings his had to where I can see it. He held his knife in it with word Princesss BFF inscribed in the blade. I wanted to cry I wanted to scream. I just laid there unmoving. I felt the blade tough my shoulder and drag down. I scream just like he wanted.

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I wake up shaking with Lacy staring at me horrified. I must have let the scream out while I was sleeping. I sit unmoving. Staring into the distance not wanting to think about HIM or the dream. I need to get out of here and get a better life.

Author's Note: Hey if you are reading this thank you so much for doing so I am a beginning author and would very much appreciate the comments and corrects so feel free to give me comments and other thoughts.