Louisa's POV
"He's a jerkfaced jerk," I said, climbing into Jackie's pick-up and slapping the door.
Jackie chuckled nervously and said, "Oh, come on, Louisa. He's not that bad. My mom always says a man is like an onion. You need to peel them, layer after layer, and then you can find out his true character. Plus, he was really a gentleman today, returning your heels in front of everyone like that. He always gets what he wants for a reason."
"I've seen pretty much everything about him and my conclusion is that he's a jerkfaced jerk," I said.
"You mean, full frontal?!" Jackie looked at me with eyes wide open.
"Worse than that." I shook my head and tried to get the image of his dick and balls out of my head.
I couldn't believe it. I had been haunted by a dick and balls all day long.
"Seriously?!" Jackie looked interested. "Tell me about it! Is he big? I've heard it was super big. What was it like? Leather?"
"Jackie!" I covered my ears with my hands.
To be honest, I was a bit surprised because I thought Jackie had already slept with Lucas.
After all, Jackie enjoyed exploring possibilities with boys and that was just the way she was.
And Lucas...
Well, let's just say he humped on almost every moving thing in front of him.
"Jackie, eyes on the road and hands on the wheel," Leah coughed awkwardly and said.
"Yes, sis. I mean, mom!" Jackie sighed and rolled her eyes.
I turned to look at Leah, sitting in the backseat. There was a small plaster on her forehead.
That was strange. I thought to myself. The cut on Leah's forehead looked pretty nasty this morning. But now, after a few hours, she looked almost fully recovered.
"How are you feeling?" I asked concernedly.
"I'm fine, Louisa. Thank you for asking," Leah said in a detached voice.
She had been talking in this reserved and polite way ever since I met her when I was a kid. She always looked more mature and serious than people of her age.
"Good news! Tomorrow will be Lucas' 20th birthday and everybody is invited!" Jackie announced with excitement.
"I'll pass. I'll be working an early shift at Juicy Lou," I said. "Today is my first day of work, remember? Wish me good luck!"
"Louisa, you know that we don't think you should work in a vile place like that," Leah said worriedly.
There was a hole in her head and she was worrying about me doing a part-time job. That was just how protective she was.
"If your parents knew about it..." she added.
"They wouldn't know about it, because I told them that I took a part-time job in your dad's grocery store," I tried to comfort her. "Plus, it's a legalized, licensed venue that..."
"It's a striper club, Louisa," Leah said.
"It's a legalized, licensed striper club where I work as a cleaner, picking up empty bottles and cleaning toilets," I explained.
"But still..." Leah's eyebrows furrowed in concern.
I hugged Leah from behind and said, "I promise that I will never get into trouble and always return home before it's 12 o'clock. You will hear my cars when I get home."
Leah and Jackie lived in a rented house in front of our ranch. We have been neighbors and friends ever since we were children.
"Yes, sis. Trust her. She's a pretty good runner. You saw her running without her shoes today," Jackie smirked at me from the rear window.
"Hey!" I burst into laughter and rocked the back of her seat.
Jackie giggled and said, "Help me, sis! Stop her! I'm driving under the influence!"
By the time I arrived home, I had already forgotten all the shameful things that happened at school on that day.
**
Juicy Lou was a Russian strip club in the downtown area.
It was a high-end place where rich businessmen who suffered from mid-aged crises blew their money on girls with father issues or debts. Most of the rich clients would feel more than happy to pay for overpriced ice cream and fruit platters to flatter girls while enjoying a cup of beer or liquor without being nudged by their wives.
My early shift started at 8 and ended at midnight. I didn't get paid as much as the late-night shift, but my supervisor Natasha, a tall blonde Slovenian girl, told me that people were sobber and therefore friendlier.
"The tip isn't bad at all. The shorter your skirt is, the more tips you'll get." Natasha winked at me and said.
Ugh. I pulled down the hem of my tight uniform skirt with effort. I needed to bend down a lot while cleaning. I didn't want ugly old men's hands attached to my skirt like dust.
"OK. So you are not short of money. I understand." Natasha rolled her eyes and walked away.
Well, technically speaking, she was wrong.
I did need to make some money because some asshole corp was trying to buy out my dad's horse farm.
My dad didn't want to sell it to them, but they somehow persuaded the government to claim the premise where our farm was on. They offered compensation to us, but my dad wouldn't accept it.
It was our family estate that had been passed on to us from my great-great-grandparents.
And those horses... They were like family members to us. There was no way for us to subject them to the corp. Those people would definitely look for a way to put them down.
That was why my parents were working very hard to go through a lengthy lawsuit to fight for our land, which was also why I wanted to take a part-time job to make a small contribution to our family. My goal was to cover my own tuition fee and our family's life necessities. I did a rough calculation the other day. As long as I managed to make 1800 dollars a month, I wouldn't be able to pay for everything.
Anyway, on that day, I collected myself in the dazzling light and deafening music. Then, I picked up a basket and walked toward a booth to collect trash.
My first three booths turned out to be fine.
A white-haired gentleman who was wearing Armani and a half-naked Uranian striper even handed me a 100-dollar bill as a tip! Way to go!
Just when I was feeling overwhelmed, I saw a familiar figure in the crowd.
Sitting in the most expensive booth in the venue, surrounded by three big-tit stripers, Lucas fucking Farrow was enjoying a whale of a time by being bread fed by them.
One. After. Another.
Louisa's POVDressed up in a shredded white T-shirt (I didn't even want to know how it had been shredded) and blue-ripped jeans, his sex appeal was irresistible, like James Dean walking out of a movie poster and starting ripping off his shirt and jeans in front of you.His sidekick, Leo Kofron, who was also busy sucking a Russian stripper's tits, noticed my existence and waved at me."Waiter! Come clean the shit on the table because someone is going on a Russian roulette of shame!" He exclaimed while biting the girl's nipples with his teeth.The good news was Leo didn't recognize me.The bad news was Lucas might recognize me.I mean, seriously?! Why did this kind of shit happen to me?!And what the fuck is the Russian roulette of shame?!I didn't even want to know."What are you doing? The customer is calling you!" Natasha wasn't very happy about me standing there like an idiot.I lowered my head and clenched my jaw, walking toward their booth with a basket.The light in the club dimm
Louisa's POV"Asshole! Let go of me!" I struggled violently."Lighter..." Lucas mumbled."I didn't steal your lighter!" I raised my voice.In despair, I grabbed a bucket of ice and poured water and ice all over his head.Everyone around the table was shocked for a brief moment.Drenched in icy cold water from head to toe, Lucas seemed to regain consciousness.He stared at me while wiping the water off his face. He might be the only person that I had seen to stay so damn hot after being waterboarded.Natasha, my supervisor, rushed forward and dragged me to the side."What the fuck have you done?! Are you fucking insane?!" she barked at my face.Then, she displayed a corp smile to Lucas and said, "I sincerely apologize, Mr. Farrow. She's a new girl and she doesn't know what she's doing."Feeling indignant and ashamed, I bit my lips while rubbing my arms.Lucas grabbed me with such tremendous force that he left some red marks on my wrists and arms."What the fuck are you doing?! Come he
Louisa's POVHis eyes were burning with unfathomable emotion."What?! No! I haven't..."He didn't let me finish. He carried me on his shoulder and started to walk off."What are you doing?!" I exclaimed.I had never been carried like a sack before and it was the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened in my life.Again. Speak too soon."I need to find a place to frisk you," he announced."What?! No! Where are you going to take me?! Put me down!" I kicked my legs and waved my arms like I was swimming in the air. I must have totally looked like a fucking idiot."Stay put, little sloth, or I'll peel your clothes off and frisk you right here in front of everyone. Your choice."I panicked suddenly and stopped struggling. I knew this asshole would do exactly what he had said.In despair, I looked at Natasha, who was busy opening the door to a VIP room for Lucas.The VIP rooms were reserved specifically for A-list customers who wanted to enjoy some privacy.I couldn't even imagine wha
Louisa's POVSo. Good news and bad news.The good news was my first kiss was one heck of a kiss and the person who was kissing me remembered my name.The bad news was this jerkface seemed to be scheming something more than doing a strip search on me.I didn't care what people said, but I just wasn't prepared to lose my first kiss and virginity on the same night, because according to my mom, pre-marriage sex kills a person faster than drugs.No. No. No! This isn't happening to me. I will not be trapped like a fucking mouse. I have to calm down and I have to think of something to get out of this fucking Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. But...I racked my brains and I couldn't come up with anything that I could do.Sitting in front of me, pampered and condescending, was the dark prince or evil Lord of the night. He looked like a complete asshole with his shit-eating sadistic smirk on his face, sipping a glass of 500-dollar Moët & Chandon.I touched my lips, swollen from his kiss. All my senses we
Louisa's POVI didn't take that damn lighter, so I'm not afraid of anything. All I have to do is take off my shirt and show him that...My heart sank when my fingertips touched something hard and square in my pocket.I put my hand into the pocket and took it out.It was a fucking gold lighter with a wolf head on it!!!!What?!How did that fucking lighter get into my pocket?!"You... You must have planted it on me!" I castigated him, wide-eyed.He looked quizzical in the dim light of the room while rubbing his hands together."Haha. Gotcha!" he gloated. "Now it's time to claim my booty!"He snatched the lighter from my hand and abruptly held me up by my waist."No! Put me down!" I exclaimed.Well, he put me down.But this time on his lap.My legs were forced to spread on the sides of his body.The inner part of my thighs was placed on his groin."What are you doing?! Let me go! It must be you! You put the lighter in my pocket!" I struggled.He grabbed my arms and twisted them behind m
Louisa's POV"How was your first night shift at the 'grocery store'?" Jackie asked me as soon as I got into the car.My dad's truck was used for transporting horses, so I had to carpool with Leah and Jackie every day in their beaten-up Chevy to school."I was fired," I replied."What?!" Both Leah and Jackie asked at the same time."Lucas Farrow was at the club and that asshole accused me of stealing some fucking lighter from him. That's why they fired me."I intentionally skipped the humiliation I had been through in the VIP room.If Leah knew what had happened to me, she would have had a heart attack.Jackie, on the other hand, might have picked up a knife or a road sign to stab Lucas in his ass.Leah and Jackie looked at each other. To my surprise, neither of them said anything.After a while, Leah said, "Louisa, we'll help you to look for another part-time job."Jackie added, "Yeah, I heard Burger Barn was hiring...""Seriously?" I rubbed my eyes and asked. "Neither of you wants to
Louisa's POVAs soon as the last class was over, I packed my belongings and rushed out of the classroom.I had an interview tonight for another part-time job.The post description didn't reveal much. It was a caretaker for an empty house and I was 89% sure that house was haunted like the one in the Shining because the pay was ridiculously good.If I successfully got that job, my wage would spike.And since I was in a really grumpy mood today and my bad mood was infectious, I didn't plan to carpool with the O'Reilly sisters.Anyway, the interview place was not so far away from the school. I didn't mind walking for 40 minutes to get there.But as soon as I got out of the classroom, I saw Jackie and Leah standing outside."Aha, here we go," Jackie said with relief."Let's go now," Leah said."Wait... Aren't you supposed to be at Economics 101 right now?" I frowned."We skipped it," Jackie said. "We've been waiting here for you.""What?! You've been waiting outside my classroom for an hou
Louisa's POV"Louisa, you need to calm down. Take a deep breath. In and out," Leah said.As soon as she held my hands, I immediately started to breathe again."What did you see, Louisa?" Leah asked. Her voice was hypnotic."I... I saw... It must be a giant, wild beast! We should call animal control!" My mouth was dry."Louisa, there's no wolf on campus. If there was a giant wolf lurking around, people would have seen it!" Leah said."But I saw it... I really saw it!"Jackie handed me a bottle of water and said, "Louisa, you need to be hydrated. Close your eyes for a while. All you need is sleep.""I'm not crazy! I really saw it!" I insisted, gobbling down some water from the bottle."Louisa, you're exhausted. Close your eyes and take some rest. It's for your own benefit."Leah's voice was as soothing as a lullaby.My head started to feel heavy. The world in front of me darkened as time went by. My vision turned blurry."I... I have to..." I murmured.Leah placed my head on her lap and