Author's Note: Second update! Lol. Forgot something last chapter, and couldn't sleep til I got this out. Here it is. :)
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"Welcome back, ladies." Candy smiled, rocking the baby in her arms. "I hope you guys had a good, safe Christmas. And Happy Birthday, Marie. How old are you?" She asked, still rocking.
"19." I smiled. "Can I hold your baby?" I asked, biting my lip.
"Sure, dear. Make sure to support his head." She instructed, handing him to me. I smiled down at the tiny human wrapped in a blanket in my arms.
"He's beautiful." I murmured, pulling the blanket back to show his full, scrunched up face. I smiled, there was one of these inside me. And it is mine. Always and forever.
"Are you alright, dear?" Candy asked. I nodded, handing him back and wiping at the tears. I looked around, noticing everyone was gone. "Let me guess, you're pregnant, aren't you?" She whispered. I stared, my eyes wide open. "I understand. I won't say, I swear. But you are going to the doctor and taking you vitamins, right?" I nodded, swallowing. "Good. Congratulations." She patted my back, walking away. I sighed, starting to get ready. I was up first tonight, thanks boss. It's only my birthday. I slipped on the girl scouts uniform. He's really pushing the innocent act on me isn't he? I thought, putting a hair bow in to keep the pigtails in place. Why can't I play the devil some time. I want to be evil. I pouted.
"Cullen you're up in five minutes." Mr. King shouted. I huffed, standing up, and walking to the curtain, adjusting my outfit, self conscious of my baby bump. I hope it's not too noticeable.
"Here she is, gentlemen. The one you've all been requesting: Miss Lovely Lolly!" Rob announced over the intercom. I smiled seductively as I sauntered out to some ridiculous song. I spun on the pole, almost perfectly. Smiling, I spotted my man of the night – an older gentleman, I'd guess about 40 ish, with a blue tie and business suit. I crawled over to him, getting on my knees and threw my head back, arching my back as I bit my lip. He smirked and pushed a ten down my skirt. I stood, stripping off the micro mini skirt, bending over, attempting to shake my ass like I saw Angela do the other night. It must've worked, because I heard a few cat calls. I licked my lips, slowly unbuttoning my shirt, and pulled it off. I made a surprise face, like I was some sort of sex doll and bent over to let some sweaty fat guy shove a five down my thong.
"Come over here, baby." A voice commanded, and I stood, walking over to the dark corner, and gasped as Anthony shoved a twenty down my bra. I rolled my eyes and went back to the older gentleman. He seemed to be the type to be into younger girls – I'd have to remember to come over to him after this. I climbed the pole again, sliding down as the last cords of my song played out.
"There she was, men. Lovely Lolly!" Rob announced to a round of applause as I walked back stage. I pulled the cash out of the odd places the men had stuck it and counted. Wow. I made three hundred just on stage. I'd have to ask for more spots before I got too big.
"Nice job." Mr. King remarked, slapping my ass.
"Thanks." I mumbled, pulling on a more reasonable skirt and shirt. Now to find the older man, I thought walking out. Ah ha. There he is. I smiled, making a b line towards him, but stopped, when Anthony walked in front of me. "What?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Aren't you supposed to respect your customers? They, are after all, how you make your money." He smirked.
"Bite me." I rolled my eyes, going to step around him.
"Oh but I want a lap dance." He smiled, flashing me a fifty.
"No." I refused, stepping around him.
"Oh, okay. Maybe I should just have a talk with your boss then.." He smirked. Damnit. I sighed, knowing what he meant.
"Fine. Let's go." I pulled him over to a private room. "You get twenty minutes. That's the standard limit." I pushed him back on to the couch.
"Forceful." he smiled. "I like that. But I don't want a lap dance."
"Then why'd you come?" I sighed, sitting beside him.
He shrugged. "I forgot your gift this afternoon." He handed me a fifty.
"Thanks." I mumbled, shoving it down my bra. "Well, if that's all.." I stood to leave.
"Wait, Marie. I.." he started grabbing my hand.
"What?" I asked.
"I love you. I miss you. I need you." he whispered.
"You should have thought about that a month a go. Or hell, this past month. When you decided, I guess, you were too good to see me." I mumbled, pulling my hand away.
"No, wait. I wanted to come see you, honest. But with the kids, my wife, our jobs. I couldn't get away." He said sadly, a frown on his face. I didn't believe him, but something told me he needed me.
"Fine, whatever. I get off in ten." I sighed, pulling away from him and walking back onto the floor.
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"Do you need a ride?" Arnie asked as Mary climbed into his car later on.
"No, I'm not going home." I smiled. "Thanks though." I waved.
"No problem." he called, pulling out. I sighed, settling into my coat, holding onto my box of gifts, waiting on him. Good thing the snow had lighten up, I thought looking up at the dark sky. Where was he? I shivered, then smiled as I saw his car pull in.
"I never thought you'd show up." I smiled, climbing in.
"Yeah, I had to wait til Mary was gone." He shrugged.
"Right." I nodded, "where too?"
"Well, you'll love this." he smirked, and pulled out a card and handed it to me. I flipped it over in confusion and saw "Hampton Inn" printed on it.
"You're...taking me to a motel?" I whispered.
"Just so we can talk." He smiled.
"Oh." I mumbled. Get out of the car. The voice told me. Or you're going to do something you'll regret. But I just ignored it, smiling back over at him. We pulled up, and walked up the stairs silently.
"I got you something." He laughed, jumping on the bed, as I opened the door. "You'll love it." He smiled, holding up a bottle of vodka.
"You know I can't." I smiled, sitting beside him.
"Oh that's right. You got knocked up." He laughed, taking a swig. "Too bad. I was hoping we could party." He smiled, running a hand up and down my thigh. I pushed it away. "Come on baby, let's play. Remember last time? I don't think I remember you ever complaining." He laughed a sadistically, pulling at my shirt.
"Please don't." I whispered, pulling away from him.
"Come on, I know you want me." He laughed, pulling me on top of him. I smiled, looking over at him. He was kind of cute...Stop it, Marie! STOP! The voice screamed as I pulled him to me for a kiss, where he proceeded to shove his hand up my shirt, man handling my breasts and leaving a scratch down my stomach from his watch.
"Stop." I pushed him away.
"No. I want you." he shoved his other hand up my skirt, ripping my panties, as he ran his cold tongue over my hot neck. "Damn, look at that, you're already wet. I knew you wanted me." he laughed pulling off his pants and pushing my skirt up. I bit my lip as he shoved himself into, as a tear rolled down my cheek in pain. Just lay still. Just let him do what he wants, then he'll leave you alone. I kept thinking as he grunted. Finally, he pulled out, grinning at me. "You liked that, didn't you?" he laughed as I sat up. I start to leave when he pulled me back to him.
"Let me go." I said, pulling away from him.
"Fine, go. I don't care." he laughed as I opened the door. "Thanks for the sex, baby! Don't forget your money!" he laughed harder, waving a one at me.
"Bite me, asshole." I whispered, the tears already coming as I stepped out into the cold. I tried to remember the way home as I started walking, but had to stop, because of how hard the tears where coming. "Gotta get home." I mumbled to myself over and over as I walked the rest of the way home.
"Marie?" Arnie called as I stepped inside. I turned towards him, the tears still frozen on my cheek. "What happened?!" He rushed to my side. "Want me to call Jeremy?" He asked. I shook my head, starting to shake. "Marie, speak, tell me what's going." He said softly, sitting me in the chair. I continued to shake my head, unable to speak. "I'm going to call Mary." He said, walking back to his desk and picked up the phone.
"It-it's late." I whispered.
"What?" He asked, still holding the phone.
"It's too late to be calling her." I said, biting my lip. He was about to respond when she picked up, I could hear her say 'hello?' into the phone.
"Hey, baby." he said into the phone. "I know it's late, but Marie just showed up." he paused, nodding. "I'm guessing so. She's shivering and crying. No, I don't know what happened. She wont tell me. The first words she's said was that it was too late to call you." he paused again, looking up at me. "She looks like a train wreck. Her shirts ripped." He noted. "I don't know! She wouldn't tell me. Okay okay, see you in a few." he hung up the phone and sat across from me. "She's on her way." He stated. I nodded. Obviously. I was still shivering when Mary bounded in five minutes later.
"Oh my god, Marie!" She gasped taking me in. "What happened?"
"Ant- anthony came to the club tonight." I whispered.
"He did?" She gasped. I looked over at Arnie. "Baby, I'm going to walk her up to her apartment. I'll be right back." She smiled at him, leading me up the stairs. She had bundled me up in a blanket on the couch before she asked. "What happened?"
"He basically gave me fifty bucks for my birthday, then asked if we could talk. So I told him when I got off, and he showed up a little after you were gone. He took me to this cheap hotel..." I trailed off.
She gasped. "Did he?" I nodded, biting my lip. "I'll kill him." she whispered.
"Please, I just want to forget it." I begged.
"Why? Why not?" she asked.
"Because..." I bit my lip. Should I tell her? Might as well. The jerk probably would spill if I didn't. "Remember that weekend I helped you house sit?" I asked, she nodded. "We slept together that weekend." I whispered.
"You mean...?" she trailed off. I nodded.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I did it. He just treated me as if he really liked me." I whispered, looking down at my hands, the tears coming.
"Well, I'm not surprised." She sighed.
"You're not?"
"No. You think this is the first time he's done this?" she asked, rolling her eyes.
"So, I'm not the first?" I mumbled.
She shook her head. "The only reason I haven't spilled the beans on him is because Christina's fucking around as well." she shrugged. "They say they love each other, but really it's just for the girls."
"Oh." I mumbled, wiping at the tears.
"Do you want me to call the police?" she asked, squatting in front of me. I shook my head. That was the last thing I needed. "Okay. Do you need anything?" I shook my head again, smiling.
"Go home. You look horrible."
"Like you have any room to talk." She laughed standing and pulled me up. "Now get to bed. You and that baby need sleep." She urged me. "I'm going to go talk to Arnie. I'll come check on you in a little bit, kay?" I nodded, walking towards the bathroom, the hot shower all I could think about. I stepped into the burning hot water, trying to scrub the smell and feel of him off me. I loved him, I thought he loved me. I was only a cheap fuck. A new adventure. It was no wonder no one wanted me. I was worthless. An over used, under paid whore. I sank to the floor of the tub, wrapping my arms around my knees.
"Marie?" a voice called. No. Not now. I bit my lip, not responding. "Marie? Are you in there?" Jeremy asked, tapping on the door. I didn't respond. "What's wrong? Mary and Arnie were discussing something but stopped as soon as I showed up." He paused, waiting for a response. "I want to apologize for being so rude to you last night. I'm sorry." He called. Great. Just great. Apologize for something you didn't do. Make me feel worse. "Marie? I'm coming in." he called, opening the door, and sank down beside the tub.
"I love you. I'm sorry for everything." I whispered.
"I know. I love you too." he sighed. I guess happy to know I was alive.
"No, you shouldn't. I'm nothing but a cheap whore." I cried.
"What? Why do you say that?" He asked, pulling back the curtain to peak at me. "What happened?"
"I did something sluttish and I will understand if you leave and never come back." I whispered.
"Please just tell me what happened." he begged.
"Anthony came over to my work and invited me back to his motel room to talk.." I lead off, not looking at him.
"Did you sleep with him?" he asked, after taking a few breaths.
"No." I shook my head. "He tried, but I refused. So he held me down.." I bit my lip.
"He did what?" Jeremy asked, looking over at me.
"He raped me." I whispered.
"I'll kill him." Jeremy yelled, his fists curling into balls.
"Please don't." I whispered, wiping as more tears came.
"You want me to just sit here and let him live and be happy after he did this to you?!" Jeremy asked, still enraged.
"No, but he's got family and babies."
"I don't give a fuck if he's Jesus, son of God!" He stood.
"Please don't leave me." I whispered looking up at him. He looked down, finally seeing me.
"Come on, baby. I'm sorry." he helped me stand, shutting off the water. I nodded, shivering as he wrapped a towel around me. "Let's get you to bed." he kiss my forehead, leading me to the bedroom. I slipped on some underwear, while he slipped off his shirt, handing it to me.
"It's cold outside. You need it." I shook my head.
"Don't be silly. I'm not going anywhere." he smiled, slipping it over my head, then knelt down in front of me, placing his ear against my stomach, causing me to wince. "What is it?" he asked, raising my shirt, running his hand over the scratch. "I'm so sorry baby." He kissed it.
"It's fine." I whispered, a bit uncomfortable with him so close to me.
"No, it really isn't." He shook his head. "But come on, you're tired." he pulled back the covers and pulled me in bed with him. I cuddled up next to his bare chest. "I love you. I know you've been through a lot – most I probably can't even imagine. But without your past, you wouldn't be who you are." he kissed my forehead. "And I love you."
I kissed his chest. "I love you too. Thank you for being so sweet." I whispered.
"No problem." He laughed softly.
"Seriously. You're taking all this so well." I sat up looking at him.
He shrugged. "like I told you. I've loved you a while now. I'm just happy to have you finally. Plus, my father always taught me to treat every woman like a goddess." He kissed my lips. I smiled, kissing him back, then sighed, laying back down next to him. "Now, sleep my goddess. You and our future child have had a long day." I smiled, cuddling close. Today had been one of the weirdest and most interesting birthday I had, ever. I thought, falling asleep.
End Chapter.
Author's Note: Second update, I know. But I left Anthony giving her his gift out last chapter, so I had to write this. I couldn't sleep until it was out there. :) Review, lovelies. On a random note, I don't know if I mentioned this before, so I'm going to say it; if I'm repeating myself, just ignore it. I tend to do that a lot. Anyways, I was telling my mom about how I was going to end this, cause I explained the whole thing to her the other day, saying I wasn't sure how to end it. Anyways, so she was like, 'that's so cool. Print it off for me. I want to read it.' and I was like 'idk about that.' because of all the sex. I think I will, once I'm finished. But boy, will it be long. Chapters 1 thru 12 are like, 75 pages all together. Not including author's notes and starting a new page for every chapter. :) Review! Thanks. :)
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