4 SCREWED

After the talk I had with Aaron, I went straight back home, to do my usual routine preparing my self yet again for another eventful night, as a stripper, I do love dancing but not that way, I put on my makeup, curl my hair, spray some perfume, and I'm ready to go. Being a stripper it self is hard, some of my colleagues are way older than me, they did it for money and to survive, and they had no choice, as for me, I was forced and I couldn't do anything about it, not until I'm legal enough to finally leave the house, and that was the last hope for me to have a life I have always wanted.

Tonight is just another night for me to pleased these men with my dancing and of course my body, they been giving me a lot of tip, off the stage usually some dancers do give the guest extra service only if they want to and paid, as for me I'm not up for it, exposing my body to those strangers on stage was enough for me, I would like to have a sexual intercourse with my significant others only and that is Dereck for now, no one knows my real name in this club, they usually call me "Quin" because that is my stage name and my aunt is fine with that.

I know, my aunt isn't exactly the best person on the planet, but at least she respected my decision for keeping my real identity and name off this club, "Scarlett." She only called me by my real name back stage, "yes?" I answered to her, "you go out there and take care of Mr. Jo." I was frozen, "I can't aunt Frida, you know the contract, you know I won't do it." she just look at me dead in the eyes, "don't be dramatic, he just wants your company nothing more!" I refused to believe that he just wants my company, I have heard how horrible Mr. Jo is from the other dancer who had been with him before. "No, please auntie, you know how horrible he is! I'm your niece, please don't let me be with him." she just rolled her eyes and called her men to drag myself out, my tears meant nothing to her, my plead meant nothing to her, I shouldn't have expect her to actually listen and respect my decision, after all she was the one who brought me into this dark world.

I was screaming all the way to this private room Mr. Jo had booked, "enjoy your night." And that was the last thing I heard from my aunt, before I finally facing this man in front of me, "don't cry love, we are going to have so much fun." His filthy hands touch my face as I spit on him, fuck wrong move, "feisty I see." He choked my neck as he threw me to the sofa "I heard no one in this club has touched you?" I was shaking right under him, fear has taking over my body, "please, I'm begging you, I'm still underage…" but none of my pleads even matter for him, "You are a stripper, so don't act like you are a saint." After that he keep continuing his action, "NO, NO PLEASE DON'T" none of it matter, my screams, my pleads, that was the night I lost it, my dignity that I had left, was taken by force, I just got raped.

After he took my dignity forcefully, he dressed him self up and left me, not long after he left I wake up from the state I was in trying to get myself together, I stand up with every strength that left in me, I walked out from that room, shaking as the other dancer just look at me with pity on their eyes, at that point I felt like crying wasn't even going to help me, no one can help me, and that is when I realized I'm completely screwed, if I stay here, if I let my self in here for another time or another year, what happened to me just now could happen again, I had no hope in this place and that woman I called aunt will pay for what she did to me.