Midnight Fantasies

Prologue

Connor's POV

Wednesday March 5 2019 at 2:30 pm

I'm currently sat in a booth, with Dawn. Waiting for Elda. She supposedly has big news. Not sure what she meant by that. For all we know, it could be that she went to lunch with her mom. They have a really good relationship. A relationship any parent wants with their children. Hell, I refuse to talk to my parents. Complete assholes they are. I hear the door to the café open, and feet patting our way. When I look up Elda is stood at the end of the table. "Hey guys!" Her voice screaming in excitement. Dawn looks up from her phone letting out a sigh of relief, "about time you show up. What took your ass so long?" Elda pushes Dawn over and sits down next to her, her purse being sat in her lap. "I'm sorry. I was at the club, one of my guys quit all of a sudden." I nod along with Dawn, "so what's the big news? You said you had something exciting to share." I ask, oblivious to the smirk on Dawn's face. Elda nods, "so you know how I told you that one of my guys just quit?" I nod, still not sure of where this conversation was going.

"Well I was wondering if you'd like a job as one of my guys?" My eyes widen out of shock. My heartrate increasing at the thought of people seeing my body. "Why me?" I ask, a blush creeping up my neck. Dawn starts laughing her ass off, "Connor. It's a gay strip club. You'd be good at it. The boys will teach you what you need to learn then you're all set. And besides being a worker mean free drinks. And you get your own stripper name, costumes. Also you're own stage. And there are some juicy looking men that come in that club." She says winking at my tomato looking face. And if it's even possible it seems to redden even more. How? "I don't know Elda. I mean, yes I'm open about my sexuality. But I don't like people seeing my body. I have pudge, and it's not really cute. The last time someone saw my body they got really disgusted." I said hurt filling my voice. The memories of my ex still fresh in my mind.

It's been a fucking year! Get over it already Connor.

"Connor. Don't ever let anyone talk down on you like that. You are possibly the most fucking adorable human being on this earth. No matter your past. No matter your future. You're adorable. And your pudge is fucking cute to. Just shows that you're loved enough to be fed." Dawn pokes her belly, Elda reaches over and pokes her belly making her squeak. "It's different for me though." Elda scoffs, "how so? If god wanted us all cookie cutter shape he would have made us that way. But no he made us each unique in our own weird ways."

I sigh knowing they had won the argument. I always lost this argument when they teamed up against me. "Fine. Whatever. I'll think about the offer Elda." She lets out a squeal and fist pumps the air, "yes!" I laugh at her reaction. How is this girl a gay strip club owner? She acts much to like a child. So immature.

Damon's POV

Thursday March 6 2019 at 6:34 pm

I turn my phone off as my boyfriend of two years walks into our apartment. He's 5'12''. With brown eyes, and blonde hair. Mason Black. Age 23. Cute little boy he is. But he's mine, he's my little boy. Once he walks over smiling, and sits down next to me on the couch. I lean in and peck his lips. Before I could pull back he kisses back. Deepening the kiss just a tad bit. I pull away breathless, to see tears in his eyes and a pout on his lips. I frown, "what's wrong baby boy?" I ask, he looks away tears rolling down his cheeks. I go to wipe them away, but he pushes my hands away. "I-I need to talk to you." I nod, my eyebrows furrowing. "What is it baby? You know you can tell me anything." A sob racks through his body, I go to wrap my arms around him but he pushes me away. "I-I'm breaking u-up with y-you." I feel my heart stop as tears well in my eyes, "w-what? W-why?"

"I-I d-don't l-love you a-anymore." What? he doesn't love me? "D-did I do s-something w-wrong?" I go to pull his face towards me, but he slaps my hand away. "I-it wasn't y-you. You n-never did anything w-wrong. I j-just f-fell in l-love with s-someone e-else." As soon as he says those last words, I lose it. I stand up looking down at him, "get out of my house." I say coldly, he tries reaching for me. Trying to say something but I shove him away. "Get the fuck out of my house you little bitch!" I scream at him, he jumps and runs out of my house. The door slamming behind him. I sit down on my couch, my head rested in my hands leant forward. Was I not good enough? What does this new person have, that I don't? I stand up flipping the coffee table.

When that doesn't seem to satisfy my anger. I start throwing random things around. Finding pictures of us and smashing them into the ground. All of the memories being broken. I turn and flip the couch, watching the cushions, throw pillows and throw blankets scattering throughout my apartment. Once I stop I look around. Feeling more emotions run through my body. Anger. Hurt. Agony. I crumble to the ground in a mess of tears. Landing on the shattered glass.

I fumble for my phone, trying to see the contacts through teary eyed vision. I find her name and call her. "Hello?" Her light voice filling my ears. "C-can you c-come o-over?" I choke on a sob, "Ill be right over. Stay where you are." I hang up throwing my phone across the apartment. Not caring what happened to it. Pictures of him live on it. Pictures of him live around me. In my brain, scarring my mental image. Ten minutes later I hear my front door open up. "Oh my!" Dawn's voice booms through the apartment. She runs over to me crouching down and wrapping her arms around me. "What happened?" I choke out a sob and whisper into her chest, "he left me."

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