Finding My Twin Flame

Part 1

I wish I could tell you I was ashamed about the things I've done in my life, both before and after my family, but I can't. I won't. Everything has brought me to this exact moment in my life.

I suppose I should back up and start at the beginning. Let's see...I guess I will start with the day I tried to join the Army and couldn't for medical reasons. Damn blood pressure.

I left the recruitment office fighting back my tears of anger. I wanted out. I wanted out of my life and this stupid town, but instead I went to nursing school like my family wanted.

Fast forward a bit...I got kicked out of my parents house and was thrusted into my adulthood. I was still in school, but now needed a job too. I spent the next 3 months trying to focus on school and working 2 part-time jobs. I was a literal zombie until I graduated. I quit my 2 jobs and decided that even though I was a licensed nurse, it wasn't what I wanted for my life.

I got married to a sadist at 19 and after he abused me and killed our unborn child, I finally managed to leave him with my family's help. I refused to stay with my parents, so I searched for weeks for a decent paying job so I could get my own place. The struggle was real. It was hard to find a hob that would pay enough to get me out of my parents house and still afford essentials. 

Then, one rainy afternoon, I was at a café with one of the few friends I had left and he jokingly suggested that I should just become a stripper or an escort. I was appalled at first but the more I thought about it, the more the potential for all that money was very enticing.

So, the next weekend, my friend and I went to several strip clubs. The last one on our night out was actually needing girls to waitress and walk the floor. Not exactly what I had planned, but it got me in the door.

 I still made amazing money, but moving on. I stayed over one morning to clean and straighten up for extra money and hours because I needed the next 2 nights off to move into my new place. With the music on for background noise I decided to dance as I cleaned the stages and poles. I had no clue that the bartender had come back in for his keys or whatever he had left.

As I flung myself around the last pole, while cleaning it, my fun was halted by his smirk.

"You know you're not too bad. You would need to do all that in a bikini, of course." He said laughing.

"What? Why?" I scoffed at his rudeness.

"I need to know that you have a decent body under all that shit you wear to waitress in." He said closing the distance between us.

"Who said I wanted to dance?" I asked trying to maintain eye contact. This man was a lot more intense at this moment than he normally was. He had the aura of a predator eyeing his next meal.

"Well...don't you? Why else would you volunteer to close up and do what I just caught you doing? Not the first time, by the way." He laughed only inches away from me.

"Maybe I just like the cardio? Or maybe just use it for strengthening? I used to do ballet you know." I whispered never taking my eyes off his lips. It wasn't really on purpose, he was just so close that I couldn't really look anywhere else without touching his face to mine.

"Bullshit. Look at me." He growled. I was frozen.  "Now, Kitten, don't make me tell you again." He whispered.

I slowly raised my eyes and tried to put every ounce of defiance I could into the look I gave him.

"Watch it, Kitten, don't start something you can't finish. Now, do you want to dance or not?" He asked searching my face for any signs of a lie.

"Yes." I answered quietly.

"Yes what, Kitten?" He smirked.

I was confused. "Sir?"

"That will suffice for work. Go home. I'll see you in 2 days when you get back." He quickly turned and left.

I let out a breath and almost collapsed. Then I realized he never retrieved his keys. I rolled my eyes and chased after him. As I made it to the door, he was coming back in.

"Forget something again?" I smirked dangling his keys in front of him.

"Yes, well, you...if you hadn't distracted me..." He stumbled over his words and became frustrated.

"So, it's my fault? Figures. Night." I said with an angry huff. 

What happens next is the beginning of my dirty little secrets...hope you're ready.

He reached out and grabbed my arm, turning me to back to face him. "What did I tell you about that attitude?" He asked roughly backing me up against a wall. I didn't answer him. He put one hand on the wall next to my head and the other around my throat. "Are you scared, Kitten?" He asked.

"No, should I be?" I asked with a smirk.

He applied a bit of pressure to my throat that caused me to let out an almost silent moan. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "I heard that."

"It doesn't mean anything. Now, let me go before I hurt you." I said sternly. He looked down to see that while was trying to intimidate me, I had pulled a knife out of my thigh high boot strap. "Are you scared, sir?"

"No, Kitten, I'm not. Seems like we should try to have an actual conversation at some point. How about when you get back we have lunch, my treat, and we can negotiate your new contract?"

"Fine. Now step back. You're in my fucking bubble." I growled. He slowly took 2 steps back and smiled.

"You are so...feisty. I don't know about you, but I'd like to find out what it would take to get you into my bed."

"A lot more than you showed me tonight. I may be a women, but I bow to no man. Remember that the next time you try to put your Alpha moves on me." I say putting the knife away.

"Is that a challenge, Kitten? I could teach you a few things?" He said taking a step back towards me. He laughed as my hand instinctively goes for the knife again.

"And what could you possibly teach me, except how to deal with a headache?" I laugh.

"I can teach you the freedom of becoming completely broken and then the satisfaction of control and dominance. You have potential, Kitten, to break hearts in more ways than dancing on my stage here. Think about it?" He grabbed his keys from my limp hand and left. 

A/N Sorry if this is trash....oh and sorry not sorry for the cliffhanger :)