Hero

You'll be leaving

"What the fuck are y'all doing?! This is not some cosy place for y'all to have fun and laugh togheter! Get those sexy motherfucking asses up from the ground and get to work. Your first client gets here in ten. Be ready or I'll make sure you can't use any part of your bodies for a while." Our boss came out of nowhere and yelled at us. With a look at Lea and Maxi I got up and did as he said - I had a client to greet.

Dirty hands and stinky breaths. Their touch were to hard and rough to make these things feel good. But at this point in my life I couldn't care less. This was my reality, this was my ordinary life.

"Chloe, get dressed." The voice of my boss made me at first supriced. I had a client, why would he disturb. But then I'm not complaining about some rest. My body won't take that much more of this work.

"Dahlia made the bad decision to croak. She knows that at this time of the year we have absolutely no time for mistakes like that. But what can I do. She's dead and now you need to help me with her chores."

Wait what? Dahlias dead? I felt my heart drop.

"What happened to her?" My voice was barely loud enough for someone to hear, but he told me to not care about his business and just do what I was told.

While I tried to not bawl my eyes out my boss took me to some room I've never been in before.

"Where are we?"

"Shut it. This is just a pit stop, you won't even be in this state much longer."

I stopped, "you said what?" Even though I'm upset about Dahlia this news is something bigger then that. Sure thing she was my friend. But this environment is though.

"You'll be leaving for LA Chloe. Dahlias job was to make sure that my brothers wasn't bored. They live in LA. It's not really that hard to get butterflie."