Chapter 7: Chapter 6

Crashing Down Into GloryWords: 10267

-Roxy-

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"Well, it's already almost 9 a.m., and we haven't eaten breakfast yet, so I'm going to fix breakfast. I'll tell you when it's done," I kiss her on the cheek, head inside, put on some music, and then start cooking.

The smell of muffins baking in the oven, and eggs frying smell up the apartment. The toast pops up in the toaster, and I put it on a plate and then slide scrambled eggs on top of it. I grab some sliced avocado and put it on the other slice of toast on another plate.

Now that's done, I take the muffins out of the oven, put one on each plate, and put the rest on a glass stand with a clear plastic cover. I grab the two plates and go out on the balcony.

"Here you are, lovely, some scrambled eggs on toast with a muffin on the side," I see her eyes light up as I give her food, and she looks at mine.

"I don't know how you can eat just avocado and toast."

"Well, I don't know how you can eat scrambled eggs. All that grease will give you an upset stomach to start the day," I look at her plate disgusted.

"If you aren't starting the day with eggs, you're doing it wrong. I'd rather have an upset stomach than eat avocado and toast at the beginning of the day," I roll my eyes.

"Well, it's called a lifestyle of balancing foods. Plus, avocado is a healthy fat, and it's so good," I see Charlotte roll her eyes at me. We eat in peace whilst drinking our coffee at the beautiful city view.

Before we know it, we have to get ready to leave for work. Charlotte put the dishes in the sink, and I cleaned and disinfected the counters and balcony table. We both brush our teeth and put on some decent comfy clothes to wear in public.

Charlotte and I pack our work bags for everything we need and start heading towards the elevator. Once we arrive, at the parking lot, we get in the car, and I drive off. We start to head over to the club. As I park, I look around at the empty parking lot.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I've just got this weird gut feeling like something's going to happen," I look around the parking lot for anything. The only cars are strippers.

"Don't worry about it. Everything is going to be fine. It's probably the nasty avocado toast you ate for breakfast," I roll my eyes and enter through the front doors. I see all the lights are on.

"Holy fuck, it's bright in here," I pop on some shades, walk to the back with Charlotte, and clock in.

"Alright ladies listen up," I hear Jerry, our big daddy pimp that makes sure we're safe and coordinated, speak out whilst moving by all the strippers. He moves closer so all of us can see him.

"I need one of you gals to go be the first one to practice your moves," I start to move closer to Jerry to volunteer, and then Rebecca's rachet ass looks over at me, and once she sees me starting to volunteer, she stands up.

"I'll volunteer, Mr. Jerry," I saw the hoe bat her eyes at Jerry innocently, and I saw Jerry roll his eyes.

"Alright, Rebecca, go on that stage and make this club proud. Anyways, with that being said, it's that time again, ladies. This week is the start of the five-day dress-up until Valentine's Day, so with that, today is the first day, and you know it's going to be hottt."

"The tips are going to be big, and your tits need to be popping. Can I have everyone's eyes on the board for today's theme," Jerry removes the cover of the poster board on the wall. Animals?

Who the fuck is into animals. I say that, yet last year I ended up with $400 worth of tips dressed as a fucking panda. Everyone then crowds around Jerry and picks a furry animal.

Please don't be a dog, I say as I draw the paper strip from a box. A mouse? Fuck! How the fuck am I supposed to make a mouse sexy? You know what, fuck it. I'm going to go for a grey little mouse.

"Since everyone has their animal picked, it's time to build your costume. I want everyone to get at least one practice dance in before we open. As a reminder, the VIPs are allowed to come an hour early before we open, and there's a crowd waiting up there for you girls to dance. So, put on a good show. Make the club proud, and don't forget to smile. That means you, Rebecca, and Roxy. Now get busy," I chuckle as I always forget to smile, and I see Rebecca go on stage.

I went to my locker to see what I had in stock for a mouse. Hmm, a headband, grey cloth, grey and pink glitter, and white and pink face paint. Perfect. I can make something out of it. I grab a sparkling grey bra and underwear and carry it to my makeup station.

"What'd you get, Roxy?" I turn and see Charlotte's eager face to share her animal.

"I got a mouse. I was thinking about making a cute mouse theme. What'd you get?"

"Ooo, I got a cat. I was thinking about doing like a black cat-style theme. I got this cute black matching lingerie that has ripples in it, and this cute black headband. I can sew it and make it into cat ears," I see Charlotte showing me all her stuff.

"I've got a couple of supplies like grey cloth and sparkling grey lingerie. I thought about adding ruffles and a tail at the end, but I don't have any," Charlotte's head looks over at her station and picks up some silk cloth and a wire.

"Here, use this. You can fold it up to make silky ruffles and use the wire as a tail."

"It's better than nothing."

I fold it into layers and sew it on the edges, creating a fancy ruffle edge. I dab some glue over the ruffles and glue it on the side. After that, I sprinkle glitter over the rest of the glue.

I grab white paint and paint some of the lingerie to make it look like the belly of the mouse.

For the final touch, I take the wire and wrap it with fabric to make a cute-looking tail. I glue it on the butt side of my underwear. Perfect. The piece is all finished. Now, it's time for my makeup.

I grab different shades of grey and a dash of light pink and create a smokey-eye grey look. I do a cute a-line with my dark grey eyeliner and put on false lashes and a thick layer of mascara. I then spray some stuff over my face to make my eye makeup last and stay because you know your girl did hard work on this, and it's going to be a long shift.

I do the rest of my makeup normally. I finish by painting a pink heart on my nose with white whiskers. I look in the mirror at my masterpiece. Even though I'm not a professional at makeup, your girl does kind of slay this look.

I went to the dressing room and change into my outfit. I use fishnets on my legs to try to cover up the bruises on my legs. I put my clothes in my workbag and look at myself. Damn, I look good. I look over at Charlotte. I see she has her makeup and dress on.

"Girl, you look so cuteee," I hear Charlotte squeal.

"Honey, you look the cutest in that cat outfit and your makeup girl. I love that cat eye you've got going on," I see Charlotte blush. I see Rebecca come off the stage.

"Good luck, you're going to need it, little mouse," I snarl, ready to snap at her, when Jerry turns up out of nowhere. I make sure my boobs are popping out of force of habit and head to the stage.

As the curtains close, from the last performer, I reach only my hand out of the curtains and snap three times as my trademark move to begin my dance. I hear the music start going as it was time for me to shine. The curtains open, and I walk out onto the stage, towards the pole, swinging my hips to the beat of the music. I grab the pole and do a test twirl to see how it is. I twirl again, this time lifting my legs and lower body.

Everything feels good, so let's do one of my famous moves where I hang by my legs and twirl. I climb up the pole, lift my legs above my hand, and grab hold of the pole tight with my thighs. I start to slip. Shite.

I think someone put something slippery on the pole. I tried to grab the pole, but it was too late. I was coming down and coming down fast. My legs ended up unwrapping somehow, out of defense, and there was a loud thud as my back and head hit the ground hard.

A sharp pain stings up my left ankle as I feel it lying on something cold. It feels light a match lit in my lungs as I feel it burn as I try to breathe, and my vision starts fading in and out. Tears start to swell up and run out of my eyes. I feel cold wetness on my thighs. I hear heels clicking fast against the floor towards me.

"OH MY GOSH ROXY!" I hear Charlotte's voice sounding worried for me. I can feel two people help me off of the ground and into the back.

They sit me down in a chair and lift my hurt ankle. I flinch at the pain, and they prop it up on something. I hear someone calling my name and handing me something in my hand, and it goes up to my mouth, and I drink it.

I can see my vision coming back, and Charlotte is sitting in front of me on a chair. I look around. I see I'm sitting on the couch in Jerry's private office.

"What happened?"

"You fell on the stage, girl. We thought we were going to have to call an ambulance," I see Charlotte take the cup out of my hand and set it on a coaster on Jerry's desk.

"Ah, my ankle's killing me," I look down at it and take off my matching sparkling heel. My ankle's swollen, and all bruised up.

"Dang girl, it looks like you broke it," After Charlotte says that, we hear a knock on the door.

"Come in," I see Jerry come in and shut the door behind him.

"Are you okay, Honey Bun? You took a bad fall," I see him looking at me, worrying.

"I'll be okay. I can still work," I try to get up and put a little pressure on my ankle. I fall on the couch from the pain.

"Honey, as your club mama, I say hell no. You are not working in this situation. I'll call someone else to cover your shift, and YOU go home and rest, Sweet Pea."

"Jerry, you know I can't miss today. I need as much money as I can, so I can take Friday off for my vacation next week," Jerry looks worried even more at me.

"Honey, you are one of my best strippers, and because you are, I don't want you to get hurt even more using your ankle."

"I promise to go home if I hurt even more, but please let me work today," I use my puppy dog eyes on him.

"Fine, but you're not going to dance. You're going to serve drinks. Also, you're wearing the newbie ankle brace on your hurt ankle," Damn, I hate that ankle brace.

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-End Of Chapter 6-

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