He came again today...

The man in grey.

"Rosy get your ass moving!"Yelled my adoptive father.

He forced me into this strip club,not only that he owned the thing.My price was anything over $150.

The man in Grey would come every time I worked here.Which was every Friday.He would reserve my room my entire sift.9:00pm to 4:00am.An the entire shift he would tell me about my mom.

I spin around the pole and flip my bangs over my eyes as the music stops.

He walks over and says,"Lead the way."

I try so hard not to act to excited,however once I close the door to my room I smile.

"Welcome Back!"I exclaim looking around the room."How've you been?"

The walls were a deep Crimson.The bed sheets and blanket as well,the pillows neon blues and greens.

"Very Patient."He replies with a chuckle.

I smile and pull up my hair so I wouldn't be disrespectful.

"Roxane,I have something to ask you?"He asks deep and serious,rarely heard from him.

"Of course."I reply.

I'm then pinned to the bed."Unless you want your father to find out your still a virgin I'd  advice you make this sound realistic as possible."He said choking out father.

"I don't...I don't know how."I say back.

He growls low and squeezes my inner thigh,it was hesitant however.

I moaned and it indeed sounded very real.

The door open and my adoptive father yanked the man in grey off me."You bastard this is fake money!"He said forcing him out of the room.

"Dad No!"I yell yanking his shoulder.

His arm comes back and slaps my face.I fall holding my cheek.

"He's not worth your time,"He pulled someone else in."This gentlemen however."He said with a smirk.The man he pulled in was definitely drunk."Do whatever you wish."Dad said.

I stand up and try to open the locked door.

The man in the room with me grabbed my hair and pulled me away.He actually threw me on the bed.He gagged me and pinned me down.

I know what this is now,Punishment.

I fight and struggle against his grip.

Come on Roxane!Fight!

Then I hear a masculine scream.I open my eyes and grey serpent things pierced through him.His blood falling onto me.I was shaking.

The snake like limbs began to disappear in white specks.

The limb body falls onto the bed,his blood all over my hands and legs.Face and body.

I bust the door with strength I never knew I had.

'When you escape this prison,there's a cave by the pond.It shines under the moon,go to it.'

Those were his words years ago.

I didn't need the encouragement.

But the question was...

Would he care for a murder?