Chapter 35: Chapter 35
Chapter 33
Maxine’s POV
I am currently in the dressing room, facing a large rectangular mirror, with another woman. facing a woman with long and wavy hair, lipstick on her face, and seemingly barely wearing because of the two tangled cloths that serve to cover the reproductive parts of the body, I could no longer recognize myself. Seven years later, this is who I am now. a pole dancer at one of the most popular clubs in Manila. Mom and I moved around when we left the Alfonzos, so here we are. I was unable to continue college due to lack of supplies. I tried to work in companies according to the study but I was not accepted because I was an undergraduate. I also went to malls but I didn’t last long. If my female colleagues weren't jealous of me, I would fall for the abusive and many bosses. the world is cruel, so I have to fight. Especially now that Mom is weak, I have to hold on to the knife for us to survive. And if dancing in front of men is going to serve as a response for our bloated stomachs to narrow -eyed I will. I have no choice.
“Nightmare ..! Be ready. You are the next. ”
I smiled gayly in front of the mirror in response, it peeking out the door.
"All right, Mameta." I stood up and looked at the whole thing again. in more than a month of working here at ‘HEAVEN’, I am lucky to be able to participate in the auction tonight, where all the big and famous people will be watching. It is done every year and only a select few can participate and dance. I hope I can catch a big fish tonight.
"Good luck, girl." said my colleague. "Do your best."
"Thank you." I smiled at it and walked out of the dressing room.
"PLEASE WELCOME, NIGHTMARE." it echoed from the emcee’s microphone in a separate audio room upstairs.
with courage and determination I artfully kending to the middle of the stage. I walked a little further down the concrete seeming aisle of the performance to the small circular stage where the pole was. I couldn’t help but look at the faces of the man watching below the stage. I'm nervous. At the same time as a slow song, I grinned and began to show elegance on the pole. I didn’t waste a week of training with Mameta on me.
applause rang out all over the place when I finished. A sweet smile flashed on the lips when the screams and whistling of the spectators were heard.
“That was awesome performance, Miss Nightmare!” again um-ere the voice from the microphone. "Now let us see who's gonna win your night."
someone raised the card in the front to the price of ₱ 20, 000. 00. I frowned, almost because my Grandfather is the owner of such a card.
“20, 000. 00 for Mr. Gonzalvo. ”
Someone also raised a card worth ₱ 50, 000. 00 on the back, it looks like it's still in its mid 30's and has a handsome man. not that bad either.
“Higher than Mr. Chavez? ”
Later, other patrons also increased until it increased to ₱ 350, 000.00.
“Higher than ₱ 350,000.00?”
It looks like nothing will be raised because no one has raised the card. ₱ 350, 000. 00 is not bad either. I will have a lot left over. Twenty percent of what is earned is in the club.
“Alright! I think Mr. Andrada won Miss Night --- Opps, someone chased. Woahhh! A million ?! ”
I was even surprised at what the emcee announced. I looked in the direction of the man at the top of the card. It looks FIL-AM because of the tip of the nose and its smooth hair.
VARIOUS facial reactions from my colleagues greeted me upon entering the dressing room; there were admirers, seemingly envious, and raised eyebrows.
“Congrats Miss Nightmare! My hair is so long, I'm stepping on it. ” Mameta's enthusiastic introduction to me.
"Is Mameta handsome?" groaned question of my colleague in a purple two piece with dazzling decoration.
I just smiled sparingly and then quietly went to my belongings.
"Too much!" Mameta answered. “My God, it looks like Mr. Ash-blond yata ‘yong prize then bonus na lang‘ yong isang milyon! ”
I know I should be happy because of the sheer amount of available, but my God, this is not the life I dreamed of.
“Cheer up! Just enjoy the night with Mr. Ash-blond. At first it was painful. ”
I feel my hair stand on end against what is heard. I gasped and decided to get dressed. I chose a low-cut red sleeve-less dress that was above the knee in length.
IN A fancy car we drive along EDSA. I do not know where we are going. I wanted to ask but I was embarrassed. why does he not want to speak? Doesn't he have a tongue? Or maybe ngo-ngo. Alas, the handsome still.
"You looked nervous." then its language although the eyes are focused on the road. He knows how to speak. I let my saliva get worse. "Don't worry, I won't bite you."
son of the bloated. I was shocked by its smile. I made a series of exhalations. My hands are cold, God willing, is this what I'm doing right?
“W-where are we goin’? ” I asked.
He smiled at me again. “You’ll know. Why not take a nap? i’ll wake you up once we get there. ”
I automatically followed it. One more thing, I also want to relax.
A faint shrug of my shoulders woke me up. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. Where are we? apart from the rest house in front .. the sea is behind it. It looks like the province was brought to me.
The man carefully supports me down. It preceded the house. I followed. the man turned on the light and opened before my eyes the cozy and elegant decoration inside. Amazing.
“Here is the key. First room upstairs. ”
I must have accepted that. Where is it going?
“I’m gonna prepare something to eat. i know you have not eaten yet. ” its dag-dag that probably read my mind.
The man turned his back on me. I went upstairs and went to the first room. The open veranda door immediately caught my attention. Its curtains fly as if dancing in the wind. it is also nice to hear the gentle crashing of the sea waves. I no longer bothered to turn on the light and headed for the balcony. The surroundings are bright because of the light coming from the moon.
I suddenly looked inside because of the door opening. for a moment the light coming from the light inside was startled.
But it was as if I had been knocked to the ground when I saw the face of the man who had just entered. The trembling hands held me to the hem of the dress while not separating the eyes from the face of the approaching man. the face of the man had caused emptiness for a long time. Again my heart was enveloped in a familiar feeling, pain.
"W-what are you doing here?" my questioning eyes heat up. I can't even pronounce it properly because of mixed emotions; longing and sullenness.
"Why?" but he asked in a low voice, although it was tinged with anger.
I looked down. I am ashamed of my outcome.
"Are you that poor and even hanging the body you entered as well ?!"
I was bitten the most. This was the first time Luke shouted at me. How does it know?
“Do you have no shame left for yourself ?! You’re goin ’out with those f*cking bastards and sleep with them, huh ?!”
Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. I can tolerate other people's belittling and contempt for me but not for Lucas. the pain of hearing those ‘words’ from him.
"How much comfort will you give me tonight ?!"
I violently wiped away the tears. This is too much. I don't think it looks that way to me. But can I blame him? in my situation now I have even defeated the whore.
"You can't ---."
It was suddenly stunned at what I did. Up and down his chest he looked at me again. It didn’t seem to hurt at all even though it slightly marked what I did.
"W-you don't have the right to speak to me like that ..." I said hard, stabbing it in the chest, I sobbed. "I can tolerate all the hurtful words from other people but not yours. I thought you were different. I thought you could understand me .. ”
I turned my back on Luke. but before I could get through it it quickly grabbed my hand.
"And where do you think you are going?"
"None of your business..!"
To my annoyance, he smiled wryly. “I already bought you. If you don't want to and if you want to, you will stay by my side ..! ”
Sh*t. I want to laugh. why does it seem to have changed? Where is your old Luke? ‘That Luke I loved.
To be continued...