More Bad Days Ahead.

Camila's Pov

"Am I doing the right thing?" I questioned my morals and values but what else could I have done...this was my only opportunity and I couldn't afford to screw it up. Heck, I'll ask God for forgiveness but even he knows that I've tried and I've suffered a lot.

And the way he was looking at me like he could have left Amber and taken me to the room to be slaughtered.

My legs wobbled a little as I pushed my cleaning equipment. He was the first one to make me feel a deep sense of attraction, which was strange. I hardly got attracted to Matt, now it was a complete stranger.

And he felt different, he didn't insult or bark at me like the other rich people did. I moved to the next room and knocked on the door, I could hear laughing and ululations. The room was clearly occupied and I was leaving till someone pulled the door open.

He scanned me before a dirty smirk appeared on his lips, "hey beautiful." I blinked in disgust but kept my face neutral.

"I'm sorry, I will go and clean another room," I told him politely and I pushed my equipment, I could feel his eyes pierce me from behind and then I heard the door slam. My heart relaxed and I went to clean the other rooms.

Time had passed and I was just coming out of the bathroom, I had washed my hands and disposed of the condom properly. I fixed my hair a little, I still had an hour before my shift ended and I would be back home.

I went ahead to clean the tables and help the waitress take the drinks away and as I wiped, I felt a hand brush against my thighs.

"Hey beautiful."

I jumped like a cat avoiding water, my heart racing so fast it seemed I would have had a heart attack.

"Did I scare you?" He inched closer to me, his mouth reeked of alcohol but his body emitted the scent of expensive perfume. I took a step back and I realized it was the man that I accidentally disturbed while he was in his room.

"Yes you did, I'm cleaning the tables, please do not get me in trouble." I kept my eyes down and went back to work, he was still staring at me and then he reached his hand into my skirt to caress me, "Are you mad?!" I snapped instantly and he was amused.

"She's feisty." He literally purred and my nose twitched in visible disgust, "how much for a night?" He flashed his card.

"Keep dreaming, even if I'm begging on the streets I'll never sleep with a disgusting creature like you!" I spat with all the disdain in my heart, the memories of my trauma coming to the surface.

"I'll buy you whatever you want, just for tonight." He was about to grab me again before my fingers ran across his cheek, the force of the hit sending him to the floor. It was so powerful it froze everyone and almost everything.

That was my best slap yet. It beat the one I gave Matt when I first met him.

But with a slap like that, it attracted the attention of the strippers.

"Are you crazy?!" Amber was the first one to react, she lifted the man up, and he was still dazed and I was still palpitating, "What the hell is your problem? He's just trying to make your miserable life better!"

"That was very uncalled for Camila." June, the calmer one, sort of like a mother figure to the rest of the girls. But she was supporting this man.

Tears welled up in my eyes and soon my boss came, he saw the slightly unconscious man that the girls were supporting and he saw me who was a mess. He knew in an instant.

"Camila, my office, now." That was all he had to say and I could already feel myself crying.

I waited in his office for what felt like an eternity, my eyes fixated on an oil painting of a landscape and I wished I could enter the picture to escape the nagging I was about to receive. I wasn't wrong but I was under a contract to make sure the customers are always happy.

And anything was accepted.

The door creaked open and he walked past me, the aura he possessed made me nervous. My eyes were on the floor and my hands were behind my back. I could sense that he sat behind his big desk from the sound of his movements.

"Take." He held out something and when I shifted my gaze, it was a piece of paper and a pen, I moved closer, why? My finger stretched to collect it, "Write your resignation letter there."

"But Boss!" I literally screamed and he squeezed his eyes at the pitch of my voice.

"Camila I'm tired! I'm tired of you! Two customers in one night?!" He indicated the number with his fingers. My heart was beating wildly as I looked at the paper, and soon I began to cry.

He sighed and rolled his eyes at me and I was sobbing for what felt like an eternity but was only three minutes.

"This is your last shot, your salary I split in half, I don't want a repetition." He warned me but my heart shattered more.

A deduction?! By half?!

I wanted to speak up but I second-guessed myself, he could tell me to leave if he got more upset so I carried my famished body and my broken soul and walked out of his office.

I sniffed and wiped the tears from my eyes. This job was the reason I kept getting sick but I couldn't leave it because it was so hard to get this one and it paid better than the other ones around.

"Look, here comes little Miss Righteous." I could hear the club girls snickering but my body kept wavering in an unsteady manner, like I would fall.

"Are you okay Camila?" June's motherly touch was able to keep me standing but I didn't want her to be close to me. She was kind but she didn't reprimand the others, so she was just like them.

I respectfully took her hands off my shoulders, it was closing time, and I was going home. I packed my things, washed my face again and exited the club. It was extremely late and I moved as fast as my legs could take me.

This was no way for us humans to live, targeted at work, targeted on the streets. Thunder ripped through the air and soon little droplets kissed my skin. It was raining.

Everyone was rushing to find shelter while those that had umbrellas remained calm. I remained calm as I walked in the rain, it hid my tears and gave me time to reflect on things that have happened.

I didn't want this life anymore.

I stopped at an intersection, and instead of a left turn, I took a right. I went to a nearby bakery and bought some chocolate bread, it was Matt's favorite. I wanted to surprise him, so I was heading to his apartment.

I was five minutes away as I held my bag close to my chest. I wasn't able to make myself happy today but I can make someone else happy. Soon I was at his door and just as I was about to knock I heard something break.

"Matt?!" I thought he was in trouble but I calmed down to listen, I heard moans and grunts, the moans turned into screams really quickly and some woman was telling some man to keep fucking her, "Matt…"

I didn't want to believe it, he could have been watching p**n at 100% volume so I grabbed the spare keys under the mat, and gently, slowly opened the door, so barely a sound would be heard.

I opened it with vigour and Matt was not watching a sex movie, he was making one, with a random chick I had never seen before. But he didn't stop until he came inside her, that was when he realized I was standing at the door.

"Jesus! Camila!!" He looked around, his sin had finally caught up to him. I sniffed back hot tears and looked at the lady bent over for him. She was embarrassed too but I was numb, "Camila please!" He moved closer to me and I took a huge step back.

"Babe I'm so sorry, you know what's going on between us, I just needed to. I'm so sorry Camila, it won't ever happen again." The only thing between us now was the cute centre table I got him for his last birthday. An expensive gift and I worked hours to get that money.

I reached for my bag and brought out the chocolate cake, and I dropped it there. I also removed the promise necklace I wore for him and dropped it beside the bread. I was bleeding tears at that point again.

"Camila…" he didn't move from his spot, I knew he didn't want me. 

"Goodbye Matt." And I slammed the door behind me.