Catherine.
Adrian Peterson, the new transfer student in my class who just walked in now. Tall, rich and egoistic and a bad influence, I nearly sighed out loud. The man of my dreams. In my 20 years of life I've never been in love, didn't even believe in it but this, this is it. Mrs Catherine Peterson, rolls right off the tongue, doesn't it? Or thoughts rather since no one knows of my love for him. Except of course Beast and Emerald. They think it's just a crush and he's a jerk who doesn't deserve my affections but they don't know him like I do. Since the first time I saw him slam the door on a lecturer I knew our first son's name was going to be Adrian junior. Yeah, he's an antisocial guy with anger issues but he has his reasons I'm sure.The class ended and as I was walking out of the lecture hall, I was trying to get my vibrating cell phone out of my bag while walking and bumped into Adrian who seemed to have been distracted too.He mumbled an apology and I couldn't help it. I giggled. Out loud.He gave me a puzzled look and then left.I am going to combust. Adrian looked at me. Our love was true after all."So?" Emerald said trying to make sense of what I had just said."You don't get it. After we made body contact, he looked at me.” I tried to explain."Like I said, so?""So, now that he's noticed her,that is progress." Beast supplied helpfully.One of the reasons Beast knew more secrets than Emerald was because of his positivity, not at all because of the fact that he agreed with me a lot. At all."The guy looked at her. Do you know how many guys have looked at me versus how many guys actually dated me?""Not sure about the former but pretty sure the latter is zero.” I smirked."Ya think.""I know. And we are talking about my impending marriage here not your dating life, or lack thereof." I cooed."You're not getting married, least of all to a guy like that. And I will have you know that I have dated seven guys.""That's seven relationships you were alone in." I said as Beast and I laughed and high fived."Atleast it wasn't in my head.""Neither is Adrian. We are in love and are getting married. ""Just like you were getting married to Paul and Ryan and Tom and John and -?""This is different. I can feel it.""Just like you felt it with Brian and William and Andrew-?""Okay, okay, I get it." I said and glared at Beast who was trying and failing to hide a grin.We walked over to where Beast and Emerald parked their cars and as usual Emerald offered her a ride and as usual I declined."Is it the awful part of your life that you'll never let us talk about or just my driving that is scaring you.""Like you said, we are not talking about it.""Cathy...""My step mother's a bitch there's nothing to talk about."I said trying to end the talk noticing how awkward Beast felt.Another reason I like Beast? He minds his business. Until that day."You know Cathy I think its unfair how three of us solve mine and emerald's problem but all we get to hear are your crush stories which you probably use as an escape or coping mechanism. We are asking you cause we care."I also think it's unfair how you both have perfect grades, perfect family, and mine is in the crapper. But I don't say anything."Okayyyyyy. We'll meet tomorrow I guess."Emerald said and got into her BMW.I got into the bus as I always do, picked a corner seat at the back and cried.Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw when I got home.A moving company loading our furniture, not just furniture I realized as I saw my stuff being taken into the truck.I saw my sister crying silently sitting on the patio and went to her."What's going on Emma?" I asked sitting next to her."She's selling the house." My little sister said between broken sobs."What?" I exclaimed angry and confused.I got up and went into the house looking for my stepmother and found her putting down the house telephone after finishing a phone call."What do you think you're doing? He and mom built this house together and you think you can just sell it? You took everything away from us you can't sell this house." The words kept coming out of my mouth fueled by anger.The calm demeanor she maintained only infuriated me further."Your mother and father built this house you say, tell me something Anne." She started to stroke my hair and I roughly shoved her hand away."Where was your mother when he landed himself in gambling debts to the extent where he went bankrupt? Oh that's right six feet under. But I'm here and I'm in charge. So talk to me with respect or better still don't talk at all."She placed some papers on the desk and I read them hastily through blurry eyes. The proof in my father's signature was in front me but I couldn't believe it. I refused to."You're lying. He wouldn't do that. You did something. These are fake."She put another paper on the table the name Blue Silver was written boldly on the top."What is this?""That is for you. I got you a job. You didn't think you'd get out of this scot free did you?""What the hell are you talking about?""Starting this night you'll be working in a gentlemen's club as a stripper. Don't worry it won't affect your education unless you let it.""You're crazy if you think I'll ever sleep with men for money.""Having sex with them is your choice.""You really think I'm going to do it."h"Have you ever heard of human trafficking, Anna? Do you know the hefty price they'll pay for a thirteen year old?" She asked referring to Emmy."You wouldn't." I could barely hear myself."They'll pay more than enough to clear your father's debt without me having to sell your dear mother's house. And yes, I would."I couldn't help the tears that fell down my face as I signed where she told me to.That night I arrived at Blue Silver wearing so much makeup I couldn't recognize myself after explaining to my sister that I was going to be doing night shifts at a nearby place. No need for her to know the gruesome details.I entered through the servants entrance and even through my hate I couldn't help but admire the club, it was... exquisite.It was fitted with exclusive Jacuzzis and pools, twelve individually themed nightclub rooms for people with.... different tastes.Six VIP Luxury rooms. Three super Restaurants seating 410 and a midnight cafe. A Sports Central Game room with over 102 TVs with various world sporting events and over 198 Gaming devices for customer entertainment. About eighteen rooms for entertainment, which were all no doubt sophisticated. Exterior beach pool with mountains and waterfalls for conducting summer parties.A parking lot for fifty five thousand people including six helicopter landing pads to accommodate high-profile business executive travellers and the high class members. And a different area for executive members.I opened the first door I saw and was engulfed into a cacophony of barked orders sometimes in French and people in white aprons nearly tripping over themselves in the massive area. The sizzling sounds were nearly drowned out by the sound of dough being manually kneaded. Someone was operating and an electrical blender and I saw a blob of pizza dough being tossed in the air. The smell that wafted out of the ovens was divine and I'm sure I would have lost myself if the person I assumed to be the cook didn't suddenly pin me down with a glare."You the replacement? Wash, wear apron the things useful or I knife you."The person who I assume to be the head chef spoke the english with a heavy accent pointing a rather scary looking steak knife at my direction.Looking down at my large over coat I started to panic as I wondered what to say.I didn't come to cook I came to take my clothes off?"She's with me Mr Lavingne. You raise your voice far too much for a handsome man."A pretty woman who looked to be thirty or so said on my behalf making the fifty something year old man involuntarily blush."She no cook, she go out."Mr. Lavinge man insisted."As his majesty wishes."My guardian angel said good naturedly and lead me away from the kitchen.As we left I silently wished I had come here to work as a cook not a stripper.After she closed the door when we entered what seemed to be the powder room /back stage she addressed me for the first time."You must be the new girl they sent. I'm Garcia I'm a prostitute."So my guardian angel was a prostitute. Great.
Catherine.I strain my eyes and try to read my horrible handwriting in the dim light, hating myself for not writing well."You keep that up Catherine and you'll get blind before my hip bones stop working." I look up at Garcia who was already looking down at me and my pathetic organic chemistry note."Gar, I need to study, I'm having tests and exams and I have no idea what they've been teaching and my head feels blocked." My voices choked at the end I hate how weak I sound."Attempting to blind yourself in the dark isn't going to help, come on now, keep those books or get a day off." Garcia scolded but I can tell she is being caring.She's a sex worker in the gentleman's club I work at because calling her a prostitute is rude, she is a thirty five years old and has a body to die for. She is an immigrant from Mexico and when she couldn't get a job because she didn't go to school, she settled for the job that had made her leave her birth country. I admire her strength.Though she says th
Catherine."Hello?" I call out in the dark, feeling very much like I'm in a horror movie, a bad horror movie if I'm being honest.I pause, I even stop breathing for dramatic effect you know, waiting for the gold eyes and growl and then I'll see a sexy man sitting right there and he'll sniff the air and tell me he can smell my arousal, wait first, am I aroused? Nah I don't think so.None of that happened of course, instead I hear a command."Don't switch the lights on and stop that thing you're doing with your leg!" The same deep voice snapped.Maybe he is a werewolf, I'm totally fine, it's not like I've been reading werewolf books. I have not. At all."I said stop it." I look up, eyes desperately searching in the dark.I'm a foreplay kind of girl, I assume, it's not like I've ever kissed anyone, well I've kissed Beast in third grade but that doesn't count, back to the situation at hand, they say not seeing makes everything more intense, yeah no it doesn't, I'm freaking out in my leath
"Fe(ii) forms CO complexes with more difficulty because.... ugh."Reading to myself out loud isn't a usual habit of mine, especially not during a test. An unbelievably simple one. But since I've been running on four hours of sleep sometimes less. I decided to give it one more try."The element Iron or ferrate is a group eight element and forms CO complexes easily... umm...difficultly...because....oh God I'm doomed."I let my face drop into my hand."Miss Stephenson."The supervisor called my name."Yes Dr. Meeks?""Is there a problem?"Problem?Yes. There's a problem I'm being forced to work in a whore house because and my evil stepmother is threatening to traffic my sister. And although I tried to read for this test a faceless man kept coming in to my head and all I can remember right now with no doubt is my name and I am losing my fucking mind."Of course not Dr. Meeks."I replied so calmly and was surprised that my thoughts did not betray me"Then remember to make sure your head co
A D minus.A core course that could stop me from graduating and I got D."Cathy I want to talk to you." Mr. Meeks said to me after most of the class had left."If it's to tell me you're disappointed in me don't bother.""I'll excuse your tone because you are one of best students and I'm worried about you. You have been seeming distracted lately. I would have broken the rules to let you rewrite but I won't here long. I'm going for treatment abroad.""What treatment.""I have breast cancer. It's rare but happens to men too.""Wow that's...""Unfortunate, I know. They are bringing in a sub and you can't keep going on like this. I wish you luck.""Yo Cathy wait up."I hear Beast trying to catch up with me as I walked out the school building.I feel guilty that we haven't been talking much because I've been avoiding he and Emerald.There was no way Beast wouldn't catch up with me unless I broke into a fill run. Who am I kidding? Even then he'd still catch up with me."What is it?"The word
My stomach started little fluttering just as my name rolled off his tongue. I was nervous not affected by him. It was a coincidence at worse."How did you know my name?""I asked a few questions in the right places.""So you gossip huh?"I pursed my lips at him."Occasionally.""You are shameless.""And you are a hypocrite.""Excuse me?""You berate me for quenching my curiosity when you yourself have done the same thing."I swallowed uncomfortably, who was this man."Am I wrong, Catherina?""I don't know what you're talking about."I scoffed."Then sit with me. Unless of course you've been frightened by the things you heard about me, then you can walk out the door. I dare you."Any other sensible person would bolt right out, especially after having been given the option.But I had a taste for danger.Especially when it comes in form of a man with a voice that made my insides want to melt. Yes I admit it.I walked as briskly as I possibly could trying to mask my nervousness and anxie
“Emma I’m talking to you,” I speak peering down at her as she munched her apple with no care in the world.“I can hear you,” she replied rudely and I had to take a deep breath to stop myself from murdering her.“What is wrong with you?” the calm voice I use is a total contrast to the unfurling ball of anger that is my mind, heck my whole body.“None of your business.” She spat at me before walking, no stomping out. Making sure to dramatically throw her half eaten apple into the bin.I stare at her wide eyed until I couldn’t see her as she went out of my sight, the sound of the front door being closed reached me seconds later. I huff deciding whenever she was done with her bitchy act she would come right back to me because who the hell does she have apart from me. We are a package. Right?My barely there appetite completely disappeared after that and I walk out of the house with my backpack slung over my shoulder carelessly. I’ll be late for my class but I take the risk and walk, I nee
"Yeah Adrian, how are you?" I ask, adjusting the strap of my bag. It wasn't heavy in the least but I felt as though the weight of the world was added to it. I constantly had to remind myself that he wanted to chat not have kids with me. Just keep it cool Catherine. For some odd reason I heard that in a much deeper baritone, voice than the guy in front of me. What is wrong with me? Why am I thinking of some pervert when the love of my life is right in front me."I'm good, I just wanted to say hi." "That's so nice of you," We start walking towards the front door of the building casually talking about our classes, I don't talk about my failure please.He has a great CGPA everyone knows, can't bring my stripper by night and failing student by day story to him."We'll catch up some other time?"He asked when we were a few feet away from the building, I nod in agreement and walk in the opposite direction.Hoping my plain dressing doesn't set him off.I stay by the library to go through my n
I could not help but roll my eyes even though he won't see it but I just needed to do it.So what does he mean by this? He pays to be my therapist everyday, what will he get out of it? I couldn't keep it in so I asked him exactly that."You pay me to be my therapist, what do you get out of it?" I am not a prostitute and I am sure he knows, so sleeping with him is out of the options."I have not decided yet." He says and I nod in mock understanding."Just so you know, I'm not sleeping with you for money." I hold my breath waiting for his reply and he gives me one that shuts me up."Of course you won't, when you do sleep with me, it'll be because you begged me to fuck you Catherine." My mouth hangs open, despite it being a club and me being a stripper neither of us have never talked about the obvious -sex- or even an innuendo or hint. So this was a very shocking vulgar surprise.The bit of dampness I feel in my panties is discharge, probably my period and not because I find what he sai