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Kairi
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Dec 25, 2010
I ran swiftly dodging the cars as they passed trying to escape, I couldn't believe it, MY boyfriend of 3 years just betrayed me like that? I know my family wasn't exactly perfect but I didn't realize they were trying to take down a major corporation, and even more fearsome I didn't realize the corporation had been a cover for drug dealings and transportation. Once my parents had found out they had tried to warn my brother and I of what they had learned and that they were going to get rid of them by taking down the 4 majors in the corporation. What I didn't know how ever was that Jason had been working with them for the past year.
When I told him of my parents erratic plan to take the company down he went straight to the big leagues and got him some big bucks. Hah gawd now I feel stupid, I killed both my parents and possibly my brother all because I was 'in love' now that feeling seems like a childish fleeting fairytale lost somewhere far in my past. When really it had only been this morning that it had all started, my parents bursting in on me at 4 am the phone call from Jason that lead to my parents death and God only knows where Tristain, my brother, went to, he had taken off before the attack.
I finally make it to a bus stop and thank god it was due to be here any minute. standing there it was the longest 8 minutes of my life. I straighten yout my outfit running my hands through my blond hair vervously trying to tuck it into the jacket pulling the hood over my head and as I pull it up and over I see the buss pull in my violet eyes reflect my terrified stare as the door wooshes open I duck my head and hurry onto the bus distant shouts still calling my name I'll never forget him, I'll never forgive him!
I dig around in a little clutch I was carrying for some loose change so that I can pay, fumbling with shacky fingers I give up and settle on a few quarters at the bottem not even bothering with exact change and letting them keep the extra. I then sit down and wait nervously for the doors to close but they don't instead they stall as another man approaches the train the yelling gets closer and a man in a hooded black coat enters the bus and sits down next to me.
I clench my eyes shut ready for some one any one to attack but soon the doors shut and the bus starts moving. After a few minutes pass I hear the man ask me, "Umm, miss? are you alright? there's no reason to be afraid the people here arn't going to hurt you" he says it so gently, and as I open my eyes I find a few people staring at me oddly. As I turn to the man I find it is an elderly man with a sullen face, the cheeks deep and hollow with age. He smiles at me gently as I begin to relax he turns back to a newspaper that he apparently had brought with him and begins reading. I look over at it and notice an article about England...
England that's it! He wouldn't even begin to think to search for me in England, he wouldn't have a reason. He had talked to me about going there a few times and no matter how much he tried to persuade me I simply stated that there was nothing there for me and I have no desire to go.
I check the bus schedule to find that the next two stops are located near a rather large air port. I look through my purse and scrounge up as much cash as I can find to only come up with $54.38 which is no where near enough but I also managed to find my debit card! There was all of 800 dollars left on it I had saved up every last penny of it for the last 3 years and it was all I had to get a last minute flight but here's hoping it would work! Luckily I still had my passport stuff in my clutch from the plane trip down to an old friends 2 weeks ago, oh how I wish I could let her know I was alright but there's no chance I could tell her now.
I finally get off and head over to the air port having already stopped at an atm in a different town in hopes that they wouldn't be able to track me if I got the money from a different atm. So I finally make it to the receptionist and after nearly ripping my hair out when I found out the price of the ticket was $798.82 cents I went to get the rest of my money changed over for pounds and to buy me something to eat so that my nerves would settle, not in that order obviously.
Three hour's had passed since buying my ticket and grabbing food and I was once again ready to rip my annoyingly long blond hair out of my scalp when they finally called for my plane's boarding. I quickly darted over and jumped on eagerly only to later end up buying a head set for the movies and falling asleep on some poor lady's shoulder during the flight. She was a bigger lady but very sweet and reminded me of home so it made the trip not so terrible. The hard part was the nightmares of seeing people invading my home, the after flashe's of the flames as the only home I'd known burned to the ground, but luckily I was awoken to find out we were landing in five minutes and that I needed to put my seat belt on.
After landing and going through security I had made my way to a run down hotel where I found out I didn't even have enough money for a night and began wandering the town. There were a few clubs and such you could tell that this wasn't the greatest part of town but until day time hit it would have to do. I sat down on a bench tired and cold and light rain started to pitter patter the ground. I just shrank further back in my coat wondering what to do when I heard a voice that was pretty like the tinkling of little bells, I look up to see a beautiful woman who looked to be a few years older then me perhaps.
She smiled down at me saying 'hi' as I just stared at her. "Your going to catch your death out here why are you out on such a bad night in a place like this?" She chimed curiously. I broke my stare only to stare at the ground my eye's glancing over her cute but short outfit. "You've got to be pretty cold yourself wearing that." I respond non chalantly, my voice distant and coarse, this caught me off gaurd because I hadn't realized I'd been crying let alone crying enough to hurt my throat.
The girl puts one hand on her hip and holds the other out to me "C'mon, my name Talea, you look like crap and sound like it to. We can talk later but right now lets get you dry and warm." She says this in a matter of fact voice giving me barley any option other than to take her hand and follow her. after all the only thing I have to lose now is my life and I've already lost it.
We walk inside of the back entrance of what I quickly realize is a strip club. After she sets me down a guy walks in he has a rather large build tanned with blond hair and strong features, all together he is rather handsome, but I find out quickly that is very happily and flamboyantly gay, and they call him Joshua.
"Don't worry sweetie you can stay here maybe you could even learn to dance maybe go on stage with our own little star hmmm?" Joshua says to me than laughs like he's the funniest beings on Earth. "No I'm fine I'll uhh I dont know..." I trail off staring at the ground. "Look sweetie you have one of two choices, you could stay here with us or you could try going out there we've been through this a dozen times you don't have any where you could really go no one here knows you, your brothers gone, and you can't go back. It's a smart choice, no one will hold it against you" he smiles down at me and I look up at him and smile back. "Alright I'll do it but only cuz you guys are really nice and I dont have much else to call home." I say and then the training begins.
A few weeks pass and I have become a great dancer I love it and I love the money I can bring in plus even as odd as these guys can get I like them alot, they've become almost like family, only they stay really distant and wont let me get involved with their lives outside of the club work. Talea will even disappear for two or three days at a time and no one will tell me where or why they just ask me to do a double shift for her.
After a great night of dancing Joshua comes up to me and Talea, "hey you two have been requested for a private party, these guys are the big bucks, I mean you can easily take tonight's earnings and double them!" he exclaims happily. "Wait, but I haven't ever done a private party before, can I really go to one so soon?" O respond with a mix of worry and excited anticipation.
"Why sure you can sweetie we're actually requesting you go your kind of the main surprise being our new little mew toy" he teases me tugging on the cat ears I always keep clipped in my hair during my dances. "Ok and when do we leave then? when are they going to have it?" I squeek anxiously and him and Talea both laugh at me and she butt's in and starts talking to Joshua. "So its the regulars right? And I'm supposed to take her as their surprise gift then?" she asks and he shakes his head their eyes communicating a conversation I couldn't quite grasp hold of. "Very well we'll go get some sleep," Talea turns to me and finishes saying, "because we leave at 7:30 tonight" I look at the clock and realize its already 7 am so I hurry off to bed.
I'm awoken later that day at 5 pm, dragged through my normal chores of cleaning and such, and then we get some food to eat and by the time we're done its already 7:40 and we're racing out the door into a white limousine. Which Brings us upon a grand mansion. We get out and walk up to the door and we knock and wait.
When I told him of my parents erratic plan to take the company down he went straight to the big leagues and got him some big bucks. Hah gawd now I feel stupid, I killed both my parents and possibly my brother all because I was 'in love' now that feeling seems like a childish fleeting fairytale lost somewhere far in my past. When really it had only been this morning that it had all started, my parents bursting in on me at 4 am the phone call from Jason that lead to my parents death and God only knows where Tristain, my brother, went to, he had taken off before the attack.
I finally make it to a bus stop and thank god it was due to be here any minute. standing there it was the longest 8 minutes of my life. I straighten yout my outfit running my hands through my blond hair vervously trying to tuck it into the jacket pulling the hood over my head and as I pull it up and over I see the buss pull in my violet eyes reflect my terrified stare as the door wooshes open I duck my head and hurry onto the bus distant shouts still calling my name I'll never forget him, I'll never forgive him!
I dig around in a little clutch I was carrying for some loose change so that I can pay, fumbling with shacky fingers I give up and settle on a few quarters at the bottem not even bothering with exact change and letting them keep the extra. I then sit down and wait nervously for the doors to close but they don't instead they stall as another man approaches the train the yelling gets closer and a man in a hooded black coat enters the bus and sits down next to me.
I clench my eyes shut ready for some one any one to attack but soon the doors shut and the bus starts moving. After a few minutes pass I hear the man ask me, "Umm, miss? are you alright? there's no reason to be afraid the people here arn't going to hurt you" he says it so gently, and as I open my eyes I find a few people staring at me oddly. As I turn to the man I find it is an elderly man with a sullen face, the cheeks deep and hollow with age. He smiles at me gently as I begin to relax he turns back to a newspaper that he apparently had brought with him and begins reading. I look over at it and notice an article about England...
England that's it! He wouldn't even begin to think to search for me in England, he wouldn't have a reason. He had talked to me about going there a few times and no matter how much he tried to persuade me I simply stated that there was nothing there for me and I have no desire to go.
I check the bus schedule to find that the next two stops are located near a rather large air port. I look through my purse and scrounge up as much cash as I can find to only come up with $54.38 which is no where near enough but I also managed to find my debit card! There was all of 800 dollars left on it I had saved up every last penny of it for the last 3 years and it was all I had to get a last minute flight but here's hoping it would work! Luckily I still had my passport stuff in my clutch from the plane trip down to an old friends 2 weeks ago, oh how I wish I could let her know I was alright but there's no chance I could tell her now.
I finally get off and head over to the air port having already stopped at an atm in a different town in hopes that they wouldn't be able to track me if I got the money from a different atm. So I finally make it to the receptionist and after nearly ripping my hair out when I found out the price of the ticket was $798.82 cents I went to get the rest of my money changed over for pounds and to buy me something to eat so that my nerves would settle, not in that order obviously.
Three hour's had passed since buying my ticket and grabbing food and I was once again ready to rip my annoyingly long blond hair out of my scalp when they finally called for my plane's boarding. I quickly darted over and jumped on eagerly only to later end up buying a head set for the movies and falling asleep on some poor lady's shoulder during the flight. She was a bigger lady but very sweet and reminded me of home so it made the trip not so terrible. The hard part was the nightmares of seeing people invading my home, the after flashe's of the flames as the only home I'd known burned to the ground, but luckily I was awoken to find out we were landing in five minutes and that I needed to put my seat belt on.
After landing and going through security I had made my way to a run down hotel where I found out I didn't even have enough money for a night and began wandering the town. There were a few clubs and such you could tell that this wasn't the greatest part of town but until day time hit it would have to do. I sat down on a bench tired and cold and light rain started to pitter patter the ground. I just shrank further back in my coat wondering what to do when I heard a voice that was pretty like the tinkling of little bells, I look up to see a beautiful woman who looked to be a few years older then me perhaps.
She smiled down at me saying 'hi' as I just stared at her. "Your going to catch your death out here why are you out on such a bad night in a place like this?" She chimed curiously. I broke my stare only to stare at the ground my eye's glancing over her cute but short outfit. "You've got to be pretty cold yourself wearing that." I respond non chalantly, my voice distant and coarse, this caught me off gaurd because I hadn't realized I'd been crying let alone crying enough to hurt my throat.
The girl puts one hand on her hip and holds the other out to me "C'mon, my name Talea, you look like crap and sound like it to. We can talk later but right now lets get you dry and warm." She says this in a matter of fact voice giving me barley any option other than to take her hand and follow her. after all the only thing I have to lose now is my life and I've already lost it.
We walk inside of the back entrance of what I quickly realize is a strip club. After she sets me down a guy walks in he has a rather large build tanned with blond hair and strong features, all together he is rather handsome, but I find out quickly that is very happily and flamboyantly gay, and they call him Joshua.
"Don't worry sweetie you can stay here maybe you could even learn to dance maybe go on stage with our own little star hmmm?" Joshua says to me than laughs like he's the funniest beings on Earth. "No I'm fine I'll uhh I dont know..." I trail off staring at the ground. "Look sweetie you have one of two choices, you could stay here with us or you could try going out there we've been through this a dozen times you don't have any where you could really go no one here knows you, your brothers gone, and you can't go back. It's a smart choice, no one will hold it against you" he smiles down at me and I look up at him and smile back. "Alright I'll do it but only cuz you guys are really nice and I dont have much else to call home." I say and then the training begins.
A few weeks pass and I have become a great dancer I love it and I love the money I can bring in plus even as odd as these guys can get I like them alot, they've become almost like family, only they stay really distant and wont let me get involved with their lives outside of the club work. Talea will even disappear for two or three days at a time and no one will tell me where or why they just ask me to do a double shift for her.
After a great night of dancing Joshua comes up to me and Talea, "hey you two have been requested for a private party, these guys are the big bucks, I mean you can easily take tonight's earnings and double them!" he exclaims happily. "Wait, but I haven't ever done a private party before, can I really go to one so soon?" O respond with a mix of worry and excited anticipation.
"Why sure you can sweetie we're actually requesting you go your kind of the main surprise being our new little mew toy" he teases me tugging on the cat ears I always keep clipped in my hair during my dances. "Ok and when do we leave then? when are they going to have it?" I squeek anxiously and him and Talea both laugh at me and she butt's in and starts talking to Joshua. "So its the regulars right? And I'm supposed to take her as their surprise gift then?" she asks and he shakes his head their eyes communicating a conversation I couldn't quite grasp hold of. "Very well we'll go get some sleep," Talea turns to me and finishes saying, "because we leave at 7:30 tonight" I look at the clock and realize its already 7 am so I hurry off to bed.
I'm awoken later that day at 5 pm, dragged through my normal chores of cleaning and such, and then we get some food to eat and by the time we're done its already 7:40 and we're racing out the door into a white limousine. Which Brings us upon a grand mansion. We get out and walk up to the door and we knock and wait.
