Chapter 1
Eventful Life
I take a deep breath while walking down the sidewalk, hands shoved into the pocket of my red hoodie. Flowers surrounded my environment, and a warm sunshine lit up my world. I kept walking at an even pace, my ripped black jeans clasping my slim frame with ease. I didn't miss the look boys would send me, love hearts forming in their eyes.
I would hit them up but only if they paid me for the show. I thought to myself as I walked past them, swishing my hips to give them a little tease.
Sitting on my shoulders were the straps connecting to my blue backpack. Inside of that backpack has my change of clothes, wallet, and safety products that are needed for the strip club. I got a good pay with every performance I did, and since I was one of the elite strippers, I get given a much higher standard room than almost everyone else.
At 16-years-old I reported my father to the school principal for child abuse. DHS got involved and sent him to jail. Yugi then took me in and started looking after me, and him and his grandpa even managed to make enough money to buy a house too instead of always staying in that game shop. I enjoyed the time we spent, and when I turned 18-years-old, I started renting out a house and taking the job of a stripper. My friends all knew about it but accepted that with my short-term memory, educational structures are hard for me, and after the abuse I went through, they decided to just support me and let me make my own decisions.
I'm super grateful that they're still by my side even after that. Kaiba found out about it too when he was flying his helicopter and noticed me going into the strip club. Surprisingly, he didn't tease me about it or even mention it. Sometimes he would show up outside of the club waiting for me and would ask if I'm okay. It sent a sudden warmth through me, and I would lower my head, nodding.
I entered inside of the café and ordered myself a tea and sandwich. It was 7:54pm, so I still had time before I needed to be at the club. I worked night shifts instead of day shifts. During the day I would just sleep or read. Sometimes I would draw and play games too.
I slipped inside of a booth and leaned against the cushion, pulling out my phone and checking my notifications.
Tristan: Be careful out there, Joey. Lots of love, Tristan.
Tea: Hopefully, we can all meet up tomorrow! We really miss seeing that adorable face of yours!
Yugi: Hey, Joey. Good luck with tonight. Don't do anything you don't want to.
Bakura: Take care, Joey!
I smiled while reading all of my friends' messages. It was nice seeing how much they care about me. I know Kaiba does too in his own twisted way. Maybe one day I'll have his phone number too?
My order got set down in front of me and I said, "thank you." The sandwich is a ham and cheese one with salami, and the tea has no sugar. I started eating my meal, making sure to do it respectfully without much mess.
Time went by rather quickly. I started heading to the club under the cover of darkness. Stars were sparkling in the galaxy overhead, and I smiled, loving this part the most.
The LED lights were impossible to miss, and I showed the bouncer my ID card that I kept inside of my pocket. He nodded his head and stepped aside, letting me pass through. I walked up the ramp which has glowing lines going upwards and went around to the staircase. I could feel people watching me but remained unfazed as I went to my assigned room and started organising it. There was always a chance that sex would be wanted by the client or just a lap dance. I always prepared for any scenario.
I placed my backpack inside of the locker in my room and took out the safety supplies, setting them onto the bedside table. I put my ID card and phone in there too, locking it up afterwards. Sex toys were inside of the drawers, and I brought condoms of different flavours and ones used for anal. A shower is connected to my room but has a water limit attached so that strippers don't make the strip club go bankrupt.
I hid my locker key up on the shelf where it couldn't be seen and sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed. I would always get nervous when actually inside of the strip club. Everyone expects a perfect performance too, so the criteria for success is always high.
A breath left my mouth as I started getting undressed and hid my clothes inside of the clothes cupboard that also has a lock. I took out the glittery blue shorts and started to put them on, still keeping my boxers on.
I ran a hand through my dirty-blonde hair.
Here goes nothing.