This was the second time she'd spoken with me. The first time she talked to me was about six months ago to allow me to get food from the pantry and the refrigerator, and promised not to tell her mother.
"I'll think about it." A smile formed on my lips as I felt good that she cared like I had a big sister. Skye carried herself back to twisting the gold wire.
Going to the kitchen, I was welcomed by a sink full of dishes left for me to be clean. I sighed, and began to work, cleared the kitchen mess, wiped the counter clean, and loaded the dishwasher.
After munching on a light snack. I went to my room and got ready for a dance rehearsal in the garage. The garage was made soundproof and had Bluetooth speakers. A shiny dance pole had installed, and on the other side, an aerial hoop hung from the ceiling. This is where I rehearsed my dance moves.
Yes, I was an exotic cabaret dancer, though not by choice.
Judin and her husband were heavily in debt. She discovered my talent for singing and gymnasium and decided to use me to pay off their debt. One day she took me to the nightclub she worked at, and to ask her manager to give me a job as a waitress. I was only sixteen years old, but I could get in only because she worked there for a long time. She forced me to wear an erotic costume. I denied, but she was forceful. I begged not to do this to me. I cried, but she never listened to any of my pleas, and instead, she dragged me by my hair and threw me on the stage for an audition.
She picked me up from the ground, "Let's put on a good show, okay, and remember until you're eighteen, I own you. Now go and smile."
After a few weeks of training, I had my first performance. As the curtains rose, Judin introduced me to the audience. I tried to cover myself with my hands but failed miserably. My vulnerable state only made the sleazy customers happy and turned on. They laughed, whistled, moaned, and threw money at me. I could hear their taunts - 'Take it off baby'; 'Come to daddy'; and 'Yeah, baby! Work that!' all the vulgar comments were thrown at me. I hate this, them, and everything that I was doing.
That made me feel sick. I felt cheap, violated, and disgusted.
Judin had threatened me; she'd throw me out of the house and into the homeless shelter for vultures to nibble on me if I talked about it to anyone. I promised her not to say anything to anyone and to perform at the club quietly. In return, I only asked her to let me study, to go to school, and protect me from horny people in the club. So far, I'd have no problem from her side, as long as I keep my end of the bargain.
And this was one of the reasons why? I keep my head bowed down in the school, or anywhere I go. You never know who goes to the club and recognizes me.
In the beginning, I didn't like doing what I did, but I taught myself a couple of tricks. First, I muted all the noise and comments by singing a song and filled my ears with music and focused on my dance. Second, I thought of myself as an artist performing on a stage, just like pop stars.
~*~
After rehearsing, I took a shower and started doing my homework. As I tried to concentrate on the math assignment, words started pouring over me. They were a bit jumbled and not exactly rhymed, but I needed to write them out, or else I'd forget them.
~Now in loneliness, my eyes are searching~
~For that one curious face.~
~That one time you looked at me,~
~And my heart started beating loudly.~
~Sign my red lips with yours and make it a ritual.~
I had only written some shady songs for the club for my performance, but these words were romantic. None of this made any sense as I scribbled the words down word-to-word.
A loud sound of thunder startled me. I looked outside the window, it had started to rain again, and I thought of someone - Leo.
I didn't know what made him try to stop me from walking in the hailstorm or even come after me, but what affected me more was the way he looked at me and made my heart thump and how he trapped me inside his body and was leaning forward in his eagerness, an ardent desire to... kiss me.
Now that was crazy.
~xXx~
A Glimpse On Leo's P.O.V.
Sitting in his seat in the classroom, a sweet fragrance of Vanilla, Jasmine, attracted Leo's attention. His eyes darted at the black hoodie seated near the door. The sharp sense of smell was adversely affecting him coming from there. He wanted to find out who that person was behind that hoodie.
He was always curious but never got a chance to speak, meet, or see this person. With his friends, they all thought he was a boy.
Leo is a dominant Alpha, who was feeling weak by this enticing perfume even from afar.
He was twitching, squirming in his seat.
"Hey man, you feeling okay?" Jedrek, his buddy and Leo's best friend sitting next to him asked, as he saw noticeable unsteady movements in Leo, he seemed very distracted too.
"Y-yeah," Leo said through his clenched jaw, avoiding Jedrek’s eyes.
Leo's eyes were bored at the black hoodie. He was getting anxious and restless. He lost all his focus from everything around him as the overpowering aphrodisiac scent hit him hard. He was getting high.
Rapid heartbeat. Increased respiration. Eyes changed color. Talon shot out and raked on the desk.
"Jesus! Leo, what the fuck is wrong with you?" Jedrek snarled at him,
