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Hard love to me

Girls like me don't get happy endings. I know what I am. . I set boundaries between myself and my past, only to end up with a low-quality nightclub. Even my excuse to work there is as bad as it can be: I work here to pay for college, get my technical degree from the most prestigious university in Montreal. Although baffling, in the daytime: I'm just a student and at night a stripper! But the inevitable happens and collides with my life. And now there's one woman who knows all of my characters: the quiet Alaskan student, anti-social, and cruel Heaven stripper. This woman is beautiful and complicated. It comes from the other side of life, where this side does not want me and does not accept me. But she does amaze me and her hot and warm hands on my skin make me feel things I gave up long ago. So what's the problem! The problem is, this woman is a teacher in my classic photography lessons at university!

Roan2099 · LGBT+
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29 Chs

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I leave a message on Elizabeth's cell and cancel our plans to go for dinner after school. Not that I could have kept anything down anyway. 

Instead, I go home, right from Leary's office. I'm walking in a fog. I nearly miss my metro stop and narrowly avoid being run over when I cross the street on a red light. The driver honks and rolls down his window to yell at me, Osti de salope!

I go straight up to my loft, where I lock the door and slide the chain into place. I strip down, think of running a bath, but the idea of waiting that long makes me want to throw up. So I just blast the hot water and climb under it till it runs out.

I think I might be crying, but I can't be sure. The hot water washes away everything.