It all starts one night, the night.
Chloe was nervous, this was her first night at the strip club. She did not want to do this, but she had no choice, she needed money, she had to pay rent and obviously their food and needs. Chloe felt like she was going to faint at that moment, her nerves were consuming her, she slowly peeked to see the public and prepare. Everything was so typical, a lot of men with nothing but lust and desire in her eyes, looks empty, with nothing more than that. Chloe was looking at every one of the men she saw there, and she almost jumped when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder.
''Are you ready?'' Said Chloe's boss, a tall man, heavyset, with short beard and a cigarette between his lips.
Chloe did nothing but nod, her robe slipped down, leaving her only in her lingerie. She made her way to the stage, walking seductive and confident as possible. She began holding the pole, moving down slowly, moving her hips to the rhythm of the mixtures were ringing, courtesy of the great DJ that night. She felt a little awkward, but then started gaining more confidence, much as he hated being there, she forget everything and just focused on one thing: her needs, collect the money and get out.
Beca never paid attention to the strippers, she just got bored, it was always the same, the same dancers, same routines, the same men desperate for some easy sex. Everything was the same for Beca, until he saw a peculiar redhead that she had not seen before, this definitely caught her eye, she watched as the new girl moved, it was fantastic, he watched for a few seconds before approaching, sitting right in front of the stage, staring into her eyes.
Everything had gone better than Chloe had imagined, ''all you had to do was dance'', desperate men approaching and take as much money as she could, she continued dancing as he counted the money he had collected so far, it was enough for four months of rent, given enough food and some luxuries. Perfect. Everything was fine, she was dancing and making money, until she started to get bored with the same man trying to touch her breasts, she approached a petite brunette who was sitting there, watching intently at her eyes, she did not know why, but her blue/gray eyes were very mysterious and intimidating, she took her by the shirt she was wearing and took her to the stage, laying her and moving her legs on either side of the brunette, looked seductively and began to leave a trail of kisses red by around her neck, then her shirt unbuttoned her shirt a little, and started to kiss her collarbones, leaving lipstick marks, and she was about to unbutton her shirt to massage all her breasts, Beca took her hands.
''Not like this.'' Beca said, almost irritated. ''I like my privacy.''
Chloe frowned and looked confused, most everyone here would give their most precious jewels and all your money just for a little work on the stage, however, she kissed her neck a few more times before letting her down of the stage, so she could finish her act.
Minutes later, Chloe felt a hot breath on her ear, her whole body shook as she felt a thick hands encircle her hips.
''Where do you think you are going? You have not finished yet.'' Said the man, Chloe knew it was her boss. She also knew that was what awaited her, all of that club strippers had sex with him, it was like a welcome stamp. The man's smile was strange that Chloe put angry, she knew there was no affection, she treated as a toy in there, but she could not complain, that's how things worked there.
The man took Chloe to one of the VIP rooms, she was terrified, she did not want this, she tried to ask him not to, she could not stop cry and beg, but this caused nothing but grace to him, he began to take off his pants and boxers, and took Chloe heavily through her hair, forcing her to suck his dick, this Chloe repelled all to no avail.
''Mhm... Come here.''
Chloe tried to take control in the situation, thinking that would be the best way out of this, the man was laying in bed, she began tracing kisses down his hairy chest, doing her best to keep from vomiting. This continued until she realized a small knife on the nightstand, and without thinking twice, taking the man's eyes were closed ''enjoying'', took the knife and stabbed him in the chest.
She quickly grabbed his things and got dressed, and just as he was about to leave, he felt a cold hand cover her mouth, I could not scream, as would be worthless.
''You don't go out of here until you gave me what I want.''
Those words made Chloe began to tremble and mourn at once, she did not want this at all. But before she or the man could make a move, she felt the hand that was pressed into her mouth released it's grip. Very confused and scared, turned around and saw a small body on top of the man, it was a girl, repeatedly stabbing him in the chest, she stabbed him 10 times, it was very clear that the man had died. Chloe knew this was not good, only going to cause more trouble. Blood ran down her fingers as she kneeled down to be level with the eyes of Chloe.
''You're that girl who danced for me, huh?'' Her amusing smirk agitated every bone in her body.
''Yeah...'' She stood as she did, ''Who are you?''
''The girl who saved your life.'' She chuckled, pulling a cigarette out of her black jeans.
Chloe gave her a quick nod before responding vaguely, ''Thanks.''