Chapter 30

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The song is Gimmie More by Britney Spears. You know, the only song that plays when you walk in the GTA strip club ;) I am not sorry for this chapter, it had to be written, and I'm not sorry for making it long.

(Craigs POV)

     "Look, it's your birthday and we're all going out to celebrate it, I don't care if you complain, you're coming with us. We all need to get out after what happened." Tyler says to me while looking up from his phone. 

     I mute the tv and sit back on the couch. A couple of days after Christmas we all made the risky mistake of trying to go to the airport to see when Hope was going to come in and ran into Warren. It resulted in a gunfight with a couple of their guys getting shot and Marcel and David getting shot as well but not as bad as his guys. Luckily they recovered quickly. Ever since then, we all had to stay here at the warehouse to avoid his guys looking for us, but by now, Hope should be back in Los Santos. 

     She still talks to us almost every day but a week ago she said she was on her way back here and stopped all communications with us. She has no way of reaching us and we have no way of reaching her. She doesn't even know about the new warehouse and since we're not at our houses she has no clue where to look for us.

     "You know what, for once I agree with him. Besides, it's sugar daddy night at the strip club tonight. You're a sugar daddy maybe you'll find a nice stripper to help satisfy your craving." Lui says from behind us. I roll my eyes, 25 is not old enough to be considered a sugar daddy, besides I only want to spend my money on one girl.

     "I heard strip club, are we going?" Delirious says running into the living room. I turn and look at him.

     "FUCK YEAH WE'RE GOING EVAN CAN'T SAY NO!" Delirious says as he ran back out of the room just as fast as he ran in. I glare at Tyler.

     "You're an asshole." He chuckles and gives me a smile.

     "We all need this as much as you do. Happy birthday, Mini." Tyler says, still with a shit eating grin.

(Hopes POV)

     "How do even know if they're going to be here? I don't want some creep buying me for the night. This... Autumn, this is the most ridiculous idea that you've had yet." I cross my arms and look at Autumn sitting next to me.

     I was sitting in front of the bright mirror in the back of the strip club with other girls, hoping to get "adopted" by a sugar daddy tonight. Guys bid money on different girls and the highest bidder after 5 seconds gets the girl and the girl gets the money. 

     I wore the biggest hoodie that I had, which was one of Evan's hoodies he got me for my birthday, my only form of coverage. Underneath the hoodie, the only thing coving my whole top half was 4 pieces of tape making an x on both of my breasts and that was it. I wore these huge black high heels with black fishnet stockings, an incredible tiny school girl's skirt, and a black thong. All Autumns doing because I was refusing to even come here in the first place. Autumn was supporting a very small black bra that barely covered anything and black underwear that matched.

     "Think Hope, think like a guy for a second seriously. The guys haven't gone out in a couple of weeks now. I haven't seen delirious or anyone in weeks because... I have no fucking clue why. It's Craig's birthday today. They would come here, trust me, and I'll buy you first before some creep does promise." Autumn says, starting to sound serious.

     Autumn was in the dark like I was. Delirious one day just didn't return to their apartment and she couldn't find them at any of their other places. The casino, yacht, nightclub, anywhere. She even told me that she went to the clubhouse and it looked abandoned for a little while now. I bought my own apartment a few days ago once I got back but Autumn wants me to stay with her until we see the guys again.

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