Too young
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  • Reads 87,137
  • Votes 3,479
  • Parts 56
  • Time 6h 47m
Complete, First published Mar 02, 2017
Mature
Too Young
by Taylor Frank

As I stand beneath the bright lights, wrapped in a scrap of red silk and drenched in sweat, I wonder how I got here. The men leer from the shadows, their money fluttering to the stage like breadcrumbs. I dance not for desire, but for survival. Each dollar decides whether I eat, whether I live another day.

This wasn't the life I dreamed of as a little girl. I imagined prom dresses, late-night phone calls, and high school drama-not cheap heels, broken dreams, and nights that blur into mornings. My life is less Clueless and more low-budget Showgirls-chaotic, degrading, and somehow still going.

But maybe-just maybe-it's not too late. Maybe I'm not too far gone.

This is my story. A raw, honest, and unfiltered look into a girl who was Too Young to fall this hard, and too stubborn to stay down. Come with me-through heartbreak, survival, and the desperate hope for something better. Together, we'll find out if escape is possible... or if the pole is my final destination.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.
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