บททั้งหมดของ Collateral Damage: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 7

‎Bright illuminative lights reflected on the stage as the crowd yelled and screamed with every changing light. ‎Blue,green, red , yellow...all reflected on the glass I was holding as the floor vibrated in sync with the speakers blasting music. ‎Friday nights are usually the busiest because people are starting their weekend off. So, all the men you could think of cowered at the stage gawking as the girls moved sultry. ‎"All you Gentlemen....." The announcer's voice echoed through the speakers "let's give it up for ja.....ja....ja..... Jazmine!!!!!!!" The crowd went insane as my eyes lifted staring into the dark corner of the stage. ‎I and every one watched in anticipation as the stage graced a woman all masked up living little to the imagination well that except her face. ‎She was the club's favorite. ‎ I watched as the men threw cash on the stage some sticking it into the side of her panties while some into her bra. ‎She was dancing on the podium and her body moved in sync n

‎"you look stunning Adeline" Ashley said as we both stared at my reflection. She looked like she was trying hard not to cry for my sake and I squeezed her hands in gratitude. How we ended up here is beyond me. ‎After that dreadful visit, my dad made me understand that it was either this or death. Not like I give a fuck about my dad's life, but my whole family was involved what choice did I have?. ‎To make myself feel better, it's better being a wife than a girl who works three jobs to feed her family. So, I took the deal. And as a plus, my husband to be was literally a Greek god. ‎"Thanks" ‎I was standing in a white slick wedding gown that hugged my side. Revealing all my curves perfectly. I agree I did look pretty but I felt horrible inside so horrible I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. ‎My whole life I never expected to end up here at the age of 25 in a wedding gown getting ready to wed someone I just met once. ‎The painful part was I had nothing to loose

‎A problem Emilio and I may have might be the fact that I don't shut up. ‎I say my mind irrespective of who you are and what you are especially what. ‎My dad really didn't help me with this side cause I constantly had to be saying my mind if not i would've been walked over and kept to grovel my way up to the top especially in my line of work. ‎Honestly, now that I'm married I really doubt I have the luxury to keep up with my job. ‎I obviously quit waitressing, tutoring and selling, but dancing is my first love. It is something I can't give up especially knowing how good I am at it. ‎ When I'm on stage, it feels like the whole world is on halt and I am the star of the night. Only me and the chairs and pole. Hearing the cheers make things even better because honestly, I love when my dance makes people feel good. ‎Apart from the boners and crazy words I get called, everything else was blissful. ‎Here I was in bed thinking about how the hell I was supposed to leave the house wi

I pushed through the doors of the hospital as I ran towards my mum's room. Ashely texted me the room number so all I had to do was find the damn floor. After a while, I finally sighted the room and I ran towards it. "Ash....."I stopped dead in my tracks as I came face to face with my dad which made my blood boil. I felt the pain all over especially as I looked him over and saw how good he looked. He looked really good and well. Which made everything worse. How can he look so good while I'm suffering. "Addy ....." My mum's low voice broke me out of my trance. "Mama..." I said as the tears I was trying to hold back betrayed me. I took her shaky hands in mine as I squeezed it lightly. "My love ...oh how ....I've...missed....you" she said slowly and I smiled at that. " I missed you too mama..you'll get better" she smiled and she nodded. Squeezing my hands.The door opened and Ashley walked in with coffee for my dad I guess and she hugged me. " Hey there stranger" she smiled "Oh