I am a creature of the night.
I've never seen the light.
24 years old Second week of Abril - Hillwood, U.S.A
It was my first day in that job. I didn't wanted to be there. You know? A Strip's Club aren't the kind of thing I like it, but, since that I almost ruined my career in that hospital, I had to accepted anything. I really needed the money. Why? Well, I lived by myself on a small apartment on the first street after the only cinema in town, I knew was dangerous, but I didn't have anyone for me in that time. My parents left when I was a baby, my grandparents raised me and we've never been a rich family. Besides, the flat was just a few miles away from my college. It was small and lonely, but still better than living with another guys. I always liked to keep some privacy, but I also hate to be lonely, so I always tried to do my best to keep my friends close. Like Gerald, my best friend since ... I don't know ... ever, we met in preschool. He's almost like a brother to me. Actually, it was because of him that I got this job. He used to be "The Lady's Man", every kind of lady, if you understand what I mean. He was always with a girl, even if he needed to pay for her company. I always said that one day he will fall in love with one of them, but he also always said that's impossible to fall for that kind of woman, the easy life type, and I used to agree, until that night.
The rain was strong outside when I was leaving home to my brand new job, it almost seems like the world would fall a part. Well, it would ... at least for me. The facade of the club was just a very discreet red neon label, but I couldn't see what was written, cause I didn't spent much time outside, it was too cold for that. From the inside, the place was a large and dark salon - except to some black lights above the bar and the red lights on top of the bright silver pole in the middle of a big dark stage - the walls had a dark tone of brown with some kind of rococo texture on a very dark red tone, and a wood floor with dark brown slender tables and chairs careful arranged above him. I need to confess, that place had a classical charm, even the black lights in the bar was on a classic chandelier. That's probably why this place was so expensive. Discreet outside and glamour inside. Perfect for rich naughty men. I started to get excited about how much they will give me, then I saw a small asian girl siting on the bar reading some papers with other bartenders. They were all in classical outfits. Suit and tie for the guys and black cocktail dress, black scarpins, with the classical red lips + cat eye make up, for the girls. Simple. Classical. That place had style. It didn't take too long for her to finally notice and invite me to joying the group, what I did beside my shy nature.
— So...you have to be the new guy. - She was looking at me like I was some kind of rat, or any other disgusting animal. - Gosh! You look terrible! You should buy a umbrella.
— I already have one, miss
— So buy a bigger one. How should I call you, boy?
— Arnold. My name is Arnold Shortman.
— Shortman? - She seemed a little shocked. I smile uncomfortable, because I knew why she was shocked. You know? I have 1,80m, but that's my last name. This kind situation always make me feel embarrassed.
— Ok. I guess. - She whisper the last part, but I heard anyway. - So this is George. - She pointed one of the guys, who has a turquoise blue hair. - This is Eugene. - She pointed to a red haired guy, who was smiling like crazy to me. Freak. - And this is Lila. - She now turned to the girls and pointed a pretty red haired one, with light green eyes, and a perfect body, thin and small like a perfect doll's body. - And ... Patty. - She pointed to the big girl on her right side. She wasn't fat, actually she was very curvy, but she was almost on my sized, and had large shoulders. - Guys this is Arnold. The new bartender.
— Hi! - They said in union.
— I'm PH, the manager of this club, and your new boss. I don't like to talk too much, so just follow my order and everything will be alright. - She smiled. - It's nice to have you on my team, Shortman. - She said nicely and extend one of hers smalls hands to me.
— Thank you. - I answered and took her hand.
My first night had stared perfectly. The bar was so far away to the stage that I couldn't see girls dancing, but I didn't care too much. Like I said, I never liked this kind of things. I was more interested in get along with my new partners. They were all very nice at me that night. Lila also teach me how to do some drinks, but we didn't talk too much. Everything was going good, until a guy on sitting just a few lines from the stage asks me for a drink. When I got there the lights turns down a little bit more, the whole place became dark, a red light shinned on the stage and a different type of music stared. It wasn't a pop song like the others, was more like a heavy metal? Or something like this, I don't know, I never heard it before. All I know is that was a heavy but sexy so it caught my curiosity, and I dared myself to look at the stage. She began to walk slowly to the light. She was wearing a black short shirt, with a black long boot, which had some kind of fake bones replacing the heels tight on her thighs, and a black corset also tight on her voluminous bust. She passed her delicate finger through her hair, that was now falling on her chest, then placed both on the rod, slowly moving her hips when the guy started to sing.
Walking
Waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping, hating
Things I can't bare
Did you think it's cool to walk right up
To take my life
And fuck it up
Well, did you?
She was so hypnotizing. Sexy. I tried to get my attention back to my work shaking my head a few times or sing something for myself trying avoid the music, but it was useless. The song was stronger than me. She was.
I see hell in your eyes
Taken in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside.
I was trying my best to not look at her anymore so I heard a man whispered something about how incredible she was shipping around the rod, and I couldn't resist anymore. I turning myself to look at her again only to see she placing her left leg on one side of the pole and lift the other one with a high jump, making her body spin around with her legs open. Falling slowly with her legs crossed on the pole and her head down, making her hair to fall through her shoulder and touch the ground.
Walking
Waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping, hating
Things I can't bare
Did you think it's cool to walk right up
To take my life
And fuck it up
Well, did you?
I hate you
Once she was back up, her long blond hair came back covering her beautiful face, and for a brief moment, she turned her head to the side of the room I was. On that brief moment, I could see, behind the bright golden locks, two pieces of a rare blue diamond, light and cold like a frozen river in a lonely winter. On that brief moment I could see her eyes, so beautiful, so deep that I lost myself on then, complete. That's was when I knew I made a big mistake.
I see hell in your eyes
Taken in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside
I've slept so long without you
It's tearing me apart till
How to get this far playing games
With fist held cards
I've killed a million pity souls
But I couldn't kill you
I've slept so long without you
I rewrote this chapter. Sorry for mine bad english. You can tell me if I made a grammar mistake.
If you're nice, will helpe me a lot.
Hope you guys like it. It's my first fanfic and I don't wanna make it longer.
Not this one at least.
Don't own any music or Hey Arnold! ... it's a fanfic.
Arnold's point of view.