(y/n) P.O.V.
I was running down the road hoping that I wouldn't be late for work. If you were wondering I work a job as a stripper. I only do this to get money. After I ran away I needed money badly so I got offered a job because I was pretty and I knew how to look sexy on a pole. Being alone (and a stripper) was hard. I had no one to talk to and no one that cared for me (and a lot of people called me a slut).
I got to my job just in time and I was happy that I wasn't late. My boss would kill me if I was late. I went into the club from the back entrance and went into my dressing room. I got undressed when someone knocked on the door.
"You in there, (y/n)?" It was my boss. She was a kinda heavy brown lady and was the type where if you made her mad she would kill you, literally. One time one of the girls didn't show up so the next day my boss showed up to the girl's house and shot her. Then she said that if anyone was late we wouldn't get paid until we learned our lesson (which was being the whore that all of the guys who came in fucked). After all of that I learned not to be late. It was a close call tonight though.
"Yeah, I'm in here. Just getting ready." I said.
"Good. We need our star girl." I heard the sound of her high heeled boots go down the hall away from my dressing room door. I sighed a sigh of relief and got ready to grab some money.
I walked out of my room. I was finally getting used to what I had to wear. Honestly I looked like a slut. Underwear, a bra, fishnet leggings, and high heel boots. I actually kinda like the boots though. Sometimes I take them home to wear them around town. I have a pair of boots that my old boyfriend got me but I only wear them on special occasions because they are very special to me. They're the only thing I have left from my boyfriend.
I walk out into the main room and literally all of the guys stared at me as I walked in. A couple of them even whistled at me. Then I got up to my spot right in the front and started doing what I was supposed to do. Basically all I was doing was strutting around the pole and being sexy. A couple of times I actually got down off the stand and got close to a couple of guys (that gets more money).
A little while later (at that time I was just twirling around the pole) a guy dressed really well and looked like he had a lot of money came through the door. Immediately he looked at me and whispered something to my boss. She then looked at me and back at the guy and nodded. Then she came up to me.
"I have a special job for you (y/n). It will get you a lot of money." She told me.
"You want me to have sex with that rich guy over there don't you?" I gestured toward the rich guy.
"Think of it as a small favor for a lot of money. And his name is Enrique."
"I'm not doing that."
"Either you do it or you get fired and don't get your paycheck."
"But..."
"Do it or don't do it. Your choice."
I looked down to my feet and said in a small voice "fine".My boss gestured for Enrique to come over. When he got over to where we were standing he gave me a creepy perverted smile. I took a tiny step back and my boss said something to him. Then my boss took me and Enrique to the 'fun' room. There was a gold sign above the door that said that. It's not fun for everyone you think in your mind. The room had a big heart bed, fuzzy carpet (if things get too intense for the bed...), pink and purple walls, and it's very own stripper pole (mainly used for private shows). There were also handcuffs attached to the bed just in case one of the girls didn't cooperate (or for those kinky times...). My boss said one last thing to Enrique and left. Then that just left me and him. He stared at me for a while and I started to get nervous. I put my head down so he couldn't see my face. Then he walked over to me and used his pointer finger to lift my chin up so he could see me.
"So you must be (y/n)," he said looking straight into my eyes. I tried to look away but he wouldn't let me. He grabbed both of my wrists with his right hand and held my face in his other. He looked at me, grinned a little, and said "Now darling, we can do this the easy way," he looked straight into my eyes his grin fading, "Or we can do this the hard way. Either way is fine for me." I tried to get him to loosen his grip but it wouldn't work. I had to make him let go. I stomped on his foot with the heel of my boot. Enrique screamed and let go of me. Then I took my boot off and held it in my hand. Enrique looked at me with a scowl on his face.
"Well, if that's how it's going to be then so be it." he said.
"Don't come near me!!!" I yelled, my hands shaking with my boot still in my hand (I took the other one off also because it was kinda weird only standing with one boot on).
"What will you do? Strip till I die?" With that Enrique let out a small laugh.
"You don't know what I'm capable of."
"Oooh. Threatening me now. I bet you couldn't hurt me if I was sleeping."
"You don't even know me."
"Oh yes I do. You're a little whore and a slut who needs money because you're homeless." That sentence pissed me off more than anything he's said already. I looked him in the eyes and at that point nothing was going to hold me back and Enrique actually looked a little scared. I walked up to him and he took a step back and fell on the floor.
"Please don't hurt me!" he cried out.
"Don't worry," I crouched down to look at him, "You'll be dead soon." And with that I started to stab him with the heel of my boot. One of the hits hit him in the eye and I could no longer see his eye anymore (and I don't think he could see anything anymore). 30 seconds later I could no longer see what Enrique's face looked like. I searched him for money and found an envelope filled with about 30, 100 dollar bills. I shoved the money back into the envelope and sealed it. I then put my normal clothes back on, took the money and the boots, and went home.
Hello readers, thank you so much for reading my story. I know there is a lot of back story before angel dust is brought in but you can't have a good story without a good back story. But I assure you that angel will be added in soon enough.

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