Post by CAMREN SCOTT on Sept 6, 2016 19:33:25 GMT -6
I lost it all, Dead and broken. My back's against the wall.Cut me open. I'm just trying to breathe, Just trying to figure it out Because I built these walls to watch them crumbling down.I said, Then I lost it all.
And who can save me now?
And who can save me now?
"sorry, that's not part of the deal. so you want your dance or not? because that's all you're getting." camren finally snapped at the man who continued to try to grab her and wrestle her onto his lap. sure, she was paid to give lap dances like something worthless, but that was it. she'd done things far worse than that but she was determined not to fall back into the routine. jace had once convinced her that she was better than that, that she was better than using her body for money. with no real skills, she didn't see many other options for herself but she started to believe in his kind words to her. she was so in love that she'd believe anything he said to her. luckily, his words were always kind.
but now, confidence and will were fleeting. maybe she'd be better off going back to her former lifestyle. she may have been unhappy but at least there she made enough money to get buy. the other adult actors respected her far more than these drunk bozos and they knew how stop when she said so. she told herself she was going to get leah back soon and that she didn't want her to one day grow up and find out what her mother did. unfortunately, the videos from long ago were already out there. besides, was being a stripper really any better?
her mind zoned out for a brief moment, brought back to reality by the slimebag who decided to try to flip himself on top of her. "fuck off!" she all but screamed, jabbing her bare knee upward to knab him right in the balls. as soon as he'd doubled over in pain, she grabbed her top and scurried from the room. her boss, the owner of the club, attempted to stop her on her way out of the private room but she wretched her arm free of him. he was a good guy at heart, beneath the inappropriate comments. but camren had had a bit too much lately, snapping at the very man who not only employed her but provided her with a place to live. "i am sick and tired of all these old men thinking they can come in here and do what they want with me. i'm going for a break! don't know if i'll be back!" the blonde screamed in a huff, rushing through the back door and letting it slam harshly behind her. but as soon as she stepped foot outside, the anger had ceased and hot tears streaked down her delicate face.
had the woman had a moment to herself, she probably would have curled against the brick of the building, sobbing quietly to herself. something, or rather someone, cut that plan short just as she was reaching for a pack of cigarettes she kept under a loose brick. she felt a sharp pain as a blow to the head struck her. the throbbing was so intense it was hard to determine what it was that she was hit with but immediately, she could feel the blood seep through her hair and over her face onto the pavement. cam managed to catch herself before her face broke her fall, scraping her hands in the process. but before she could even manage to get up or determine who had assaulted her, Consciousness eluded the woman.
for a while, camren couldn't tell if she were dreaming or awake. she was aware of the pain at the back of her head, flipping over on the pavement. yet she didn't open her eyes. instead, a groan of agony escaped her. yes, she was awake once more....but afraid to open her eyes. maybe it was her boss, angry with her for mouthing off. there were some rough types in this industry, though cam had never gotten that impression from him. perhaps it was the guy she'd kneed in the balls; that would certainly earn her a smack over the head, considering he'd been drunk and about to rape her. the most likely reality? it was one of jace's crew here to dish out her punishment...maybe even jace himself. and if it was him, she didn't want to see his face. she didn't want to see the face of whatever person would ultimately kill her...so she merely squeezed her eyes tight.
but now, confidence and will were fleeting. maybe she'd be better off going back to her former lifestyle. she may have been unhappy but at least there she made enough money to get buy. the other adult actors respected her far more than these drunk bozos and they knew how stop when she said so. she told herself she was going to get leah back soon and that she didn't want her to one day grow up and find out what her mother did. unfortunately, the videos from long ago were already out there. besides, was being a stripper really any better?
her mind zoned out for a brief moment, brought back to reality by the slimebag who decided to try to flip himself on top of her. "fuck off!" she all but screamed, jabbing her bare knee upward to knab him right in the balls. as soon as he'd doubled over in pain, she grabbed her top and scurried from the room. her boss, the owner of the club, attempted to stop her on her way out of the private room but she wretched her arm free of him. he was a good guy at heart, beneath the inappropriate comments. but camren had had a bit too much lately, snapping at the very man who not only employed her but provided her with a place to live. "i am sick and tired of all these old men thinking they can come in here and do what they want with me. i'm going for a break! don't know if i'll be back!" the blonde screamed in a huff, rushing through the back door and letting it slam harshly behind her. but as soon as she stepped foot outside, the anger had ceased and hot tears streaked down her delicate face.
had the woman had a moment to herself, she probably would have curled against the brick of the building, sobbing quietly to herself. something, or rather someone, cut that plan short just as she was reaching for a pack of cigarettes she kept under a loose brick. she felt a sharp pain as a blow to the head struck her. the throbbing was so intense it was hard to determine what it was that she was hit with but immediately, she could feel the blood seep through her hair and over her face onto the pavement. cam managed to catch herself before her face broke her fall, scraping her hands in the process. but before she could even manage to get up or determine who had assaulted her, Consciousness eluded the woman.
for a while, camren couldn't tell if she were dreaming or awake. she was aware of the pain at the back of her head, flipping over on the pavement. yet she didn't open her eyes. instead, a groan of agony escaped her. yes, she was awake once more....but afraid to open her eyes. maybe it was her boss, angry with her for mouthing off. there were some rough types in this industry, though cam had never gotten that impression from him. perhaps it was the guy she'd kneed in the balls; that would certainly earn her a smack over the head, considering he'd been drunk and about to rape her. the most likely reality? it was one of jace's crew here to dish out her punishment...maybe even jace himself. and if it was him, she didn't want to see his face. she didn't want to see the face of whatever person would ultimately kill her...so she merely squeezed her eyes tight.
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