I groan as the newly risen hits my face, it is way to early to wake up but since I attend college and have an early class scheduled I have to get up early.
"Where you going baby?, round two?"
Disgust fills my features as I stare at the disgusting pig laying next to me and reply rudely " Your session's over, now get out". The pig puts on his clothes and leaves but not before a fat wad of cash on the bed side table.
Incase anyone's wondering I'm a stripper, yup an 18 year old stripper. And no being a stripper (or hooker or slut or whatever your preferred expression is) isn't exactly something I'm proud of. But I have to do it to make money for college and my mother's hospital bills.
Mom got diagnosed with lung cancer last year and although she's trying her best, she can't always pay the bills so I decided to chip in by working in the hell hole. No literally the name of the club I work I'm is 'The Hell Hole'. The place might be shitty but the pay is good and I'm close to paying for mom's surgery for brand new lungs.
After I put on my clothes and collect my money, I walk out of the dark ditzy room and see Simon grinning at me. Simon is the owner of the hell hole and takes more crack than any adult I've ever met. But other than her smoking problem Simon is like a mother to me, a mother that would her daughter's body for money but a mother nonetheless.
"Rise and shine sleeping beauty, now where's my money?"
I roll my eyes and hand Simon her twenty percent of the money I made, like always.
Simon puffs out smoke from her morning cigarette and says "I need you to clock in early today, someone big is coming and I want you to handle him".
I nod nonchalantly and head out of the hell hole before I get choked by the amount of smoke Simon is exhaling. My phone pings and when I check it's a text from mom.
Mama 😍🥰:
Where are you?!.
Me:
Out. I'll be home any minute now.
As much as I love my mother, it would give a total heart attack if she found out I was working at the hell hole.
I get home and my heart breaks when I saw the oxygen pipes attached to her nose.
"Amore where have you been?"
She says, her Spanish accent broad and bold.I smile, saying "Ola mama, I've been out working". Her expression hardens, she doesn't like it when I'm home late.
"I'm fine mama, honest"
She sighs and says "Okay. Alessia was here looking for you, Valentina", Alessia was my super rich best friend, if searched for rich in Google, you would see her but she's also super and doesn't also know about my little side business and I'm going to keep it that way.I nod and grab my school stuff, about to dash out the door when mom says "Are leaving already Valentina?, you just got home".
"Sì, I know mama but I have school, I'll be home early I promise , love you"
"I love you too".