Lyric kept partying, she was a bit tipsy but she was aware of herself. Ember had later joined her, dancing. Ember had ate a pot brownie and now she was high and wild.

Now Ember was dancing on a table and Lyric was trying to get her down.

"Ember! Get off the table!" Lyric yells.

"No!" She yells. Lyric sighs.

"I don't feel too good." Ember groans. She barfs all over the crowd. Lyric sighs again.

Ember blacks out, falling on top of Lyric, sending them both falling.

"We're going home..." Lyric says.

--

Ace had walked out to see Gabe passed out on the couch with Kage eating popcorn.

"What?" Kage asks.

Ace sighs, looking at his phone to see seven new messages. He never really spent time on Instagram or Twitter.

Ace chuckles, his eyes bloodshot red and he was shirtless, revealing the dark tattoo of his name over the scar.

"You're high as shit."

"Do you have any food?" He asks.

Kage rolls his eyes, handing him some skittles.

"They're not opened right?" Ace asks.

"No. I hate skittles."

Ace cocks his head back, opening the bag and letting the skittles fall into his  mouth.

"I've talked to my mom." Kage says.

Ace puts on a shirt and sits on the couch.

"What did she say?" Ace asks.

"That I was peice of shit." Kage says.

Ace sighs. "You don't need her in your life then."

"You were right about giving her a chance though."

"It's always best to give someone a chance so at least you can walk off saying that you tried." Ace shrugs.

"You're right."

"For real you have the munchies." Kage laughs.

Someone knocks on the door. Before Ace could open it a woman barges in.

She had fair skin and long black hair, she had an diamond shaped face with a pointy nose.

"Heaven?" Ace calls out.

"I told you about barging in like that." Kage growls.

"I'm always invited aren't I?" She asks.

"I don't give a fuck." He says.

"Kage." Ace growls, grabbing his shoulder.

Heaven was Ace's girlfriend, she always had the key to their trailer.
He took his old friend's advice before leaving Seattle.

Ace walks over to her, kissing her deeply.

"Save that PDA for later." Kage says, standing up and walking into the bedroom.

Gabe slowly wakes up, he walks past the couple and towards the cabinet.

"I'll be outside." Gabe says, walking outside.

Heaven looks at Ace, her dark lips slowly forming into a scowl.

"What?" Ace asks.

"I know you were at a strip club." She says.

"How did you know?" Ace asks.

"One of my friends work there, she knows shit."

"I didn't do anything I swear."

"You better not have, you're mine." She says.

"And mine only."

Ace rolls his eyes. She could be insanely jealous sometimes.

"I know." Ace says.

She smiles.

--

Lyric and Ember had went home, Ember is now puking her guts out on the toilet while Lyric pulled her hair back into a ponytail.

"I told you not to take those shots."

"I just wanted to have fun aight?" Ember says between barfs.

"Thank God I only smoke cigarettes and nothing else." Lyric sighs.

"Remember...we have to go back to Sara's night."

"Damn...." Ember mutters, flushing the toilet.

"I'll be layin' down..." She says as she walks out of the bathroom and down the small hall to her room.

Lyric starts cleaning the mess in the bathroom. Her phone rings on the edge of the bathtub, she answers it.

"Lyric?"

"Nathan!" Lyric says excitedly.

"How have you been?"

"I've been great Lyric, me and Nadine are expecting twins soon."

Nathan and Nadine had gotten married. Nadine still doesn't talk to Lyric.

Nadine gave birth to a baby girl and named her Bronte. Now they're supposed to be having twins.

"That's good news!" Lyric says.

"How have you been Lyric?"

"I'm fine, you know, living."

Lyric and Nathan kept talking about the things that had happened over the years...of course she didn't mention her stripper life.

Her phone rings once more.

It was from the prison.

"Hey Nate...I'll have to call you back." She says nervously.

She answers the phone.

"It's been a while Lyric."

"How the hell did you get this number?" Lyric asks.

"I have my ways Lyric."

"Are you going to keep ignoring your father?"

"When have you ever been my father? Neither you or Diane are considered my parents."

"You have to-"

Lyric hangs up, taking deep breaths before walking out of the bathroom.

Hours later, at Sara's Night. Lyric stood at the locker room, she took a shot of vodka to relax herself.

She couldn't stay any later...or her boss will catch her.

Last time he did, he pinned her on the ground and groped her against her will, and the next day when she tried to tell the supervisor....he beaten her.

Lyric puts on her mask, wearing a black corset and a black thong.

Ember faces her. "We'll be outta of here soon." Ember reassures her.

"What gave it away?"

"Your face." Ember says.

"Well I have to go." Ember says before hugging her.

"What would I do without you?" Lyric asks.

"You'd make it, but I would need someone like you so I won't die or some shit like that." Ember says.

"See you later."

Ember walks off, Lyric grins gently.

Lyric takes another shot of vodka to ease her mind then she walks out.

The music blasts loudly, she started up the steps, the men look at her like a peice of meat.

Deep down it bothered her...but she kept telling her that it was all for the money.

She stradles the pole, then she worked her way up the pole, spinning around it.

As she makes it down to the floor she slowly grinds. She felt money being thrown at her.

She was known as Reese, her stripper name.

She arches her back and leans back.

But she kept a straight face. The men felt that it was sexy for her to keep her resting bitch face.

Soon as she was done, her boss awaited her down the steps.

"Lyric you slut, it's your lucky day." He says.

Lyric kept a straight face.

"Behave, or you will learn...remember last time?"

Lyric would be permanently traumatized if she wasn't already.

Lyric's thoughts went back to her first day of work.

Lyric walks into the office, wearing something incredibly revealing. Her soon to be boss sat at the chair.

"Lyric Reid....why should I hire you?"

"You needed a volunteer." She responds.

"Do you have any experience in dancing?"

"No...but I'm willing to learn."

The man had a smirk on his face, he stands up and walks towards her. He pins her against the wall.

"Well you can start by stripping now."

"What's the point when I don't even know if I'm going to get the job or not?" Lyric asks.

"Besides, I won't let you touch me."

The man twirls her hair in his fingers...Lyric smacks his hand away. The man grows inpatient.

"Well...what's it gonna be? You get the job or not?"

"Eat shit." Lyric says.

"I'd rather die than be passed around like a patata caliente." Lyric says.

The man's eyes grow cold, he presses his hands around her neck, crushing her windpipes.

"I'm not the one. I won't hesitate to fucking kill you."

Lyric's eyes start roll to the back of her head as her feet begun to dangle as he pressed tightly. She couldn't breathe...

He lets her go. She sinks, coughing and holding back tears.

"You get the job. I will crush that little temper of yours."

"You're pathetic." He says.