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"C'mon baby it's my turn." A man with a husky dark voice walked up behind the young brunette. Molly stopped dancing with the guy she was with and turned around with a slow smile on her face. Inside she was fluttering. She was on an electric high and couldn't stop. The guy before her handed her 75 bucks and she wrapped her arms around his neck when the music slowed down. Her body slowed and brushed against him and she noticed him shiver distinctly.
She kept moving turning around and grinding against him gritting her teeth when his hands moved from her waist and went under her shirt resting on her flat stomach. Counting back in her head from ten she calmed down and let him kiss the back of her neck. This was wrong and she knew it but she needed it. She needed the pay. His lips traveled down her neck and she yelped wishing the song to end. She sighed appreciatively after the last bit of the song played. He handed her 75 dollars and she moved on. Checking her watch she realized it was well after 3:00 in the morning. She needed to go home and get sleep. Checking her pockets and counting her money she had. She had $1125 after the 15 dances she'd done. Walking out of the club she wrapped her arms around herself bracing against the cold air. The shivering contracted with her sobs as she still vibrated with the hands that had touched her that night.
She didn't go further then the touching but still she felt guilty. After loosing her job when the school shut down temporarily she lost a lot of money for her tuition. She needed money for her second half of the year tutition. It was the payment plan she was on and she'd just learned that her dad had lost his job. The money was due just after the tornament. She was getting closer. She'd already saved well over 3000 dollars. Sighing she noticed after a quick calculation that she would have to dance for 3 more weeks at the rate she was going.
"God I wish this weren't happening!" Molly sobbed reaching the fire escape. Scurrying up the rickety escape she got back into her room just wanting to climb into the bed and sleep for days. She was the sweet one. The carefree one with no problems. She wasn't supposed to be going into the poor house, she wasn't supposed to be dancing with guys at clubs for money and letting them basically paw at her like they did. It wasn't supposed to happen! Crawling fully clothed into her bed she silently cried herself to sleep.
"Only a few more weeks." She whispered before falling asleep.
"Stephanie?" Hailey knocked on the oakwood door down the hall from hers.
Stephanie groaned from her bed. Someone had better be dead, shot, or dying. Steadily getting up she hobbled over to the door. Her entire body ached with pain. She was spending the entire weekend working out and spent a huge time in the ring. She was going to win if it killed her. Ripping open the door Stephanie sighed when she saw a blonde and pink haired girl standing in front of her. The petite girl smiled at her and Stephanie could recognize her clear blue eyes. She reminded her of someone. She couldn't put her finger on it.
"Stephanie?" The girl asked.
"Yes that's me." Stephanie nodded.
"I'm Hailey Flair Ric Flair's daughter." She smiled and Stephanie let the information sink in.
"Ric Flair's daughter?" Stephanie was confused.
"Yeah." Hailey bounced. "I was hoping to walk with you or something before breakfast?"
"Oh my god." Stephanie screeched and down the hall she could hear Trish laughing. No one woke her up! Glancing back into her room at the clock she screeched again at the time. "Oh shit oh shit!" Daddy was going to kill her.
"Ummm come in side for a second." Stephanie said and Hailey walked into the huge room.
"Thank God I took a shower when I came back from my run this morning." Stephanie said and rummaged through her closet. Pulling out a pair of black chino flares and a red v-neck sweater.
"umm you don't mind do you ?" Stephanie asked pulling off her pj pants and pulling on her bottoms. Hailey shook her head and Stephanie tugged on the sweater over her white under tank.
"So." Hailey nodded.
"I got some people you'd like to meet.you'd be a great addition to the Divas." Stephanie said pulling on some hoop earrings and a pair of black docs.
"You mean I could be a part of the divas?" Hailey's jaw dropped. She'd heard plenty of stories from her brother about the legendary divas of Wrestle Academy.
"You make it sound like we're some cult." Stephanie laughed. "We're just a group of friend who excel in wrestling." Stephanie smiled.
"So ummm breakfast?" Stephanie asked.
"Great!" Hailey grinned and they left the room.
"Stephanie!" Jeff Hardy came running down the hallway.
"Hey Jeff!" Stephanie smiled.
"Hey. Steph. can I talk to you for a moment?" Jeff asked.
"Ms. Kiebler?" Dr. Bailey looked at the quite blonde girl staring at him.
"I think you should tell the father of this baby." She smiled at the young woman.
"I..can't!" Stacey whispered.
"What was your profession again?" Dr. Bailey asked.
"I'm training to be a professional wrestler." Stacey said blankly.
"I suggest you not get into the ring until after the baby is born." She said.
"One bad move and you could kill yourself and the baby." Dr. Bailey explained.
"Uh.huh." Stacey nodded standing up.
"Please Stacey. be careful. And consider telling that boyfriend of yours about the baby." Dr. Bailey smiled and Stacey turned around and opened the door. Then she left.
"Walking home she stopped at the walkway leading to the door to her boarding house. Looking down the street she instead continued on walking. Racing up the steps she burst through the door. She thanked God that everyone was still asleep. Running up the stairs she reached the third floor and stopped at the 4th door on the right. Straightening her clothes which consisted of a pair of gray sweat pants and a white-t- shirt along with a long black jacket she'd thrown on. She raised her hand and knocked.
"Just a minute!" A deep voice bellowed.
Stacey crossed her arms and looked around hoping that no one would just come out of their room at a moments notice and see her. She could hear the door open and she looked up into a pair of soulful brown eyes. Tears began falling down her face and she couldn't stop them.
"Stace."
"Randy." She fell into his arms gripping him tightly praying to god that he would help her.
"What's wrong?" He asked his strong arms circling her body.
"I'm pregnant."
"Is it?"
"It's yours."
"C'mon baby it's my turn." A man with a husky dark voice walked up behind the young brunette. Molly stopped dancing with the guy she was with and turned around with a slow smile on her face. Inside she was fluttering. She was on an electric high and couldn't stop. The guy before her handed her 75 bucks and she wrapped her arms around his neck when the music slowed down. Her body slowed and brushed against him and she noticed him shiver distinctly.
She kept moving turning around and grinding against him gritting her teeth when his hands moved from her waist and went under her shirt resting on her flat stomach. Counting back in her head from ten she calmed down and let him kiss the back of her neck. This was wrong and she knew it but she needed it. She needed the pay. His lips traveled down her neck and she yelped wishing the song to end. She sighed appreciatively after the last bit of the song played. He handed her 75 dollars and she moved on. Checking her watch she realized it was well after 3:00 in the morning. She needed to go home and get sleep. Checking her pockets and counting her money she had. She had $1125 after the 15 dances she'd done. Walking out of the club she wrapped her arms around herself bracing against the cold air. The shivering contracted with her sobs as she still vibrated with the hands that had touched her that night.
She didn't go further then the touching but still she felt guilty. After loosing her job when the school shut down temporarily she lost a lot of money for her tuition. She needed money for her second half of the year tutition. It was the payment plan she was on and she'd just learned that her dad had lost his job. The money was due just after the tornament. She was getting closer. She'd already saved well over 3000 dollars. Sighing she noticed after a quick calculation that she would have to dance for 3 more weeks at the rate she was going.
"God I wish this weren't happening!" Molly sobbed reaching the fire escape. Scurrying up the rickety escape she got back into her room just wanting to climb into the bed and sleep for days. She was the sweet one. The carefree one with no problems. She wasn't supposed to be going into the poor house, she wasn't supposed to be dancing with guys at clubs for money and letting them basically paw at her like they did. It wasn't supposed to happen! Crawling fully clothed into her bed she silently cried herself to sleep.
"Only a few more weeks." She whispered before falling asleep.
"Stephanie?" Hailey knocked on the oakwood door down the hall from hers.
Stephanie groaned from her bed. Someone had better be dead, shot, or dying. Steadily getting up she hobbled over to the door. Her entire body ached with pain. She was spending the entire weekend working out and spent a huge time in the ring. She was going to win if it killed her. Ripping open the door Stephanie sighed when she saw a blonde and pink haired girl standing in front of her. The petite girl smiled at her and Stephanie could recognize her clear blue eyes. She reminded her of someone. She couldn't put her finger on it.
"Stephanie?" The girl asked.
"Yes that's me." Stephanie nodded.
"I'm Hailey Flair Ric Flair's daughter." She smiled and Stephanie let the information sink in.
"Ric Flair's daughter?" Stephanie was confused.
"Yeah." Hailey bounced. "I was hoping to walk with you or something before breakfast?"
"Oh my god." Stephanie screeched and down the hall she could hear Trish laughing. No one woke her up! Glancing back into her room at the clock she screeched again at the time. "Oh shit oh shit!" Daddy was going to kill her.
"Ummm come in side for a second." Stephanie said and Hailey walked into the huge room.
"Thank God I took a shower when I came back from my run this morning." Stephanie said and rummaged through her closet. Pulling out a pair of black chino flares and a red v-neck sweater.
"umm you don't mind do you ?" Stephanie asked pulling off her pj pants and pulling on her bottoms. Hailey shook her head and Stephanie tugged on the sweater over her white under tank.
"So." Hailey nodded.
"I got some people you'd like to meet.you'd be a great addition to the Divas." Stephanie said pulling on some hoop earrings and a pair of black docs.
"You mean I could be a part of the divas?" Hailey's jaw dropped. She'd heard plenty of stories from her brother about the legendary divas of Wrestle Academy.
"You make it sound like we're some cult." Stephanie laughed. "We're just a group of friend who excel in wrestling." Stephanie smiled.
"So ummm breakfast?" Stephanie asked.
"Great!" Hailey grinned and they left the room.
"Stephanie!" Jeff Hardy came running down the hallway.
"Hey Jeff!" Stephanie smiled.
"Hey. Steph. can I talk to you for a moment?" Jeff asked.
"Ms. Kiebler?" Dr. Bailey looked at the quite blonde girl staring at him.
"I think you should tell the father of this baby." She smiled at the young woman.
"I..can't!" Stacey whispered.
"What was your profession again?" Dr. Bailey asked.
"I'm training to be a professional wrestler." Stacey said blankly.
"I suggest you not get into the ring until after the baby is born." She said.
"One bad move and you could kill yourself and the baby." Dr. Bailey explained.
"Uh.huh." Stacey nodded standing up.
"Please Stacey. be careful. And consider telling that boyfriend of yours about the baby." Dr. Bailey smiled and Stacey turned around and opened the door. Then she left.
"Walking home she stopped at the walkway leading to the door to her boarding house. Looking down the street she instead continued on walking. Racing up the steps she burst through the door. She thanked God that everyone was still asleep. Running up the stairs she reached the third floor and stopped at the 4th door on the right. Straightening her clothes which consisted of a pair of gray sweat pants and a white-t- shirt along with a long black jacket she'd thrown on. She raised her hand and knocked.
"Just a minute!" A deep voice bellowed.
Stacey crossed her arms and looked around hoping that no one would just come out of their room at a moments notice and see her. She could hear the door open and she looked up into a pair of soulful brown eyes. Tears began falling down her face and she couldn't stop them.
"Stace."
"Randy." She fell into his arms gripping him tightly praying to god that he would help her.
"What's wrong?" He asked his strong arms circling her body.
"I'm pregnant."
"Is it?"
"It's yours."
