It's legal////Billie Eilish

11: You work where?

I wake up to the bright sun hitting my eyes. I look over to see the spot Zoe was at empty. I stretch and make my way downstairs. Damn what a fucking mess. The living room and kitchen where filled with empty red solo cups, the balcony had a shit ton of trash. Over all this house was a mess and Zoe was no where in sight. I go back upstairs and grab my phone. 'Hope you liked your party princess' I roll my eyes going back down and deciding on cleaning everything.

It was maybe an hour or two later that the apartment was squeaky clean. I hear the front door open and close. I hear shuffling and a loud sigh before Zoe walks in view with bags. "Hey sorry I left I wanted to get you some stuff for the apartment and I got you some breakfast!" She says smiling. I smile back, "Breakfast sounds good. I'm starving." I tell her making my way to the breakfast bar.

"I can't believe Billie would do that to you. You don't deserve to be treated like that." Zoe says upset. I give her a sad smile, "It's okay Zoe. You know how Billie is. When she wants something she's gonna make sure she gets it." I sigh knowing it too well. "I guess so. I'm sorry to cut it short, but I have to go to work soon. So I'm gonna head back to my place and get ready. I'll see you tomorrow to help you get furniture and shit?" She says sadly. "Of course!! I'll see you tomorrow." I smile brightly giving her a hug and waving bye to her.

Ah man I'm tired af. I still need to go get some of my shut I forgot at Billie's. Ugh fuck it imma go and pray she ain't home. I change into some clothes from my suit case, I need to put this shit in the closet. I'll do it when I get back. Time to get my shit.

"Thank you sir." I say to my Uber and walk up the steps to the front door. I say Billie's car as soon as I got there but I was already here so I might as well get my things. I knock on the door and wait for someone to answer. The door swings open and Billie looks at me shocked. "Uh ya need sum?" I nod my head, "I left some clothes in your room, can I get them?" I ask and she steps to the side letting me in. I look over to the couch and see Que and I smile at him. I'm just here to get my things and go nothing else y/n. So don't be getting all butt hurt over something you already knew.

I make my way upstairs and grab the last of my clothes. I put it in a bag that I brought and look around the room one more time to make sure I didn't miss anything. Billie then walks in and closes the door, leaning against it head down. "Hey, uh I missed you." She says shyly. "You saw me yesterday." I tell her annoyed with her bull shit. "No not like that. Like I missed you." She says again. I sigh, "look, your boy toy is downstairs leave me alone I have things to do. I only came for my clothes." I tell her and she balls her fists. She looks into my eyes as her eyes are glossy. Making me feel bad for a second.

She rushes to me and pushed me down on the bed and I drop my bag. "Hey! Chill dude. What are you - no!" I yell at her trying to push her back as she kisses my lips roughly. She pins my hands down forcing her tongue inside my mouth. I gasp for air as she separates our lips. Her mouth moves down my neck leaving open mouth kisses until she starts sucking, making me moan. "Stop! No- Billie!" I say trying to break free. I can feel the burn on my skin as her mouth leaves a dark mark. "This I missed this. Your little cute moans, you. God." She says brushing my hair out of my face staring at my features.

"Get off." I tell her as I give her a harsh glare. She does as told and smiles at me. I don't even look at her as I grab my shit and walk down stairs. I don't even glance at Que before slamming the front door. I fucking hate her, so fucking much. Now I have a dark ass spot on my neck. God what if Zoe sees this? I walk over to the bus station and sit waiting for the next bus. I had work later, its going to be dangerous going home like this.

I sit on the floor of my room as I decide what outfit to wear. I look at the sparkling blue two piece set with pretty sequence then at the red one piece with gorgeous beading with slits on the side. Let's go red and make a statement.i decide and go grab my bag. Yes ma'am I work at a strip club, and I am one of the strippers. Yeah I went to college and graduated, but it just wasn't for me and it was hard finding a job. Maybe I'll use that degree in the future when I'm wrinkly, but for now stripping it is.

"Go y/n! Hurry it's your turn!" My manager says and I nod making my way on stage to dance on the pole. A bunch of whistles and yelling is hear. The flashing lights making it a little difficult to see the crowed. I start to dance gracefully and seductively as people started throwing me money. I away my hips to the beat and shake my ass for that cash. "Yeah baby" "So sexy!!" "Marry me!" The shouts and praises making me smile. What a good first night.

"You did amazing. Go get yourself a drink or two and call it a night. I'll see you tomorrow, you'll start private showings next week." Mindy says and I nod as she goes to talk to some other girl. "Damn y/n, you got my going lesbian for a second there." A girl with short dyed red hair says. "Oh shit my bad, my name's Ray, well Raylin but I go by Ray." She says sticking her hand out, I garb it and pull her to me and hug her. "It's nice to meet you Ray." She hugs back, "Wow affectionate are we now. Don't be getting too ahead of yourself miss." And we both laugh. "Wouldn't count on it. Well I better get going see ya tomorrow Ray." I tell her as I go to the locker room to change.

I wear my hoodie over my head as I make my way to the bus station. I bump into this guy and stumble back. "Aye watch it slut. Hey why not have good time?" He says taking a better look at me. "No thanks." I say and his hand grabs my wrist, the friend next to Him smirks, "Wasn't an offer sweet cheeks." I glare at him and scream when I get dragged into the alley. The man throws me on the floor and I hiss in pain. "Shut up bitch." The filthy man reaches down as his friend records on his phone. I cry softly trying to get away. God I'm such a pussy.

The man puts his hand over my mouth muffling my cries. But before he could do anything else a loud thud behind him makes him turn around before he himself falls to the floor. I look up at this person. Or woman rather. She was tall, really tall. Long black hair, green eyes, light little freckles scattered across her nose. In the right hand was a pipe of some sort. She was dresses pretty boyish, but it was hot. "You okay?" She spoke. Her voice was deep yet feminine. My mouth was agape, I'm in love. "I uh yeah I'm okay, I just didn't expect to get off of working at the club and just be attacked like that and yeah." I ramble on. She smiles and her perfect teeth create her perfect smile. "Glad I could save you. Sorry but you work where?" She asks, a look that I couldn't make out. "The strip club, I'm a stripper."