Alice had gone to work, I dropped her off and stayed for a drink before deciding to leave. The club was packed and too loud. I went acroos the city over to a different club; it was further from the City and more secluded.

Upon entering the parking lot I noticed there were only a few cars there. It was pretty early so maybe that's why no one was there.

I turned the engine off and looked though the rearview mirror at the entrance. I took the key out of the ignition and opened the door getting out before slamming the door and locking it. I walked towards the entrance pulling the door open and walking in.

A few guys were sitting around the stage and two were sitting at the bar. A girl was dancing on stage, wearing a red wig, glittery shoes, and a white bra with a matching thong.

I walked closer standing a few feet behind the men sitting by the stage, watching her dance. She was nothing compared Brandy. Brandy caught everyone's eye, the girl only walked around shaking her ass.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" A girl asked walking around me before coming face to face with me. She had a mask on that covered the top half of her face but I could still see her beautiful green eyes. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders waiting for my response.

"A beer," I said.

"Of course," she said running her hands across my shoulders and down my arm. She walked over to the bar bending against the counter and ordering the beer for me.

My eyes traveled down the back of her hand, down her back, and to her round ass that she effortlessly flaunted as she moved it from side to side.

The bartender gave her the beer and she stood up turning around walking towards me again. Her hair was light brown and its curls rested on her bare shoulders.

"Can I do anything for you?" She asked.

"No I'm fine thank you," I said.

"Are you sure? We have rooms in the back, I could make you feel good," she whispered.

"No thank you," I said looking down at the floor as her hand ran up and down my chest.

"I'll even give you a discount," she insisted.

"No," I replied.

"Listen, I really need the money," she whispered letting go.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Could you please reconsider?" She asked.

"How much do you charge?" I asked.

"Well my private shows cost thirty, if you want to touch it's forty, blow jobs are fifty, and sex is one hunred," she said, "my boss sets the prices but also takes most of it, tips are well appreciated."

"I don't have much on me," I said.

"Its okay, thanks anyway," she said walking off to the next guy. I watched her go from guy to guy, each one of them refusing her.

A fat man wearing a chain around his neck walked up to her grabbing her arm and pulling her across the club. I assumed he was her boss.

I walked over to them stopping in front of her, "How much?"

"She's not available," the man said.

She looked down at the floor before looking up at me.

"I insist," I said.

He let go of her arm pushing her towards me.

"F-follow me," she stuttered.

I followed her down a dark hallway until we reached a red door. She opened it letting me inside before following in and closing it behind her.

"W-what would you like?" She asked.

"Nothing," I said.

She looked up at be before saying, "You should go then, or I'll get in trouble."

I looked into her green tear stained eyes, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen," she said.

"You don't look eighteen," I said.

"Please leave if you don't plan on-"

"Here's one hundred... Tell him you gave me a thirty dollar show and keep the change," I said walking towards the door.

"Wait!"

I turned to look at her.

"Thank you," she said taking her mask off. She was beautiful, but she was definetly not eighteen.

I opened the door walking out towards the bar. I sat down at the bar so I could drink my beer. I don't know why, but I felt bad for that girl. She was too young to be doing this for a living.

I finished the beer she had brought me and I asked the bartender for another. I finished about six before turning to watch whoever was dancing.

I felt the beers effects taking over me. I was only six beers in yet I felt skittle drunk. I watched a girl in a pink thong danced around humping art the floor while men threw money at her. She was horrible, absolutely horrible, she didn't even know how to dance.

I paid for the six beers then got up and started walking out. I slipped my jacket on followed by my gloves. Everything seemed like a blur and I headed in the direction I thought my car was. I held onto the wall until it ended and I turned the corner.

I continued walking towards the blurry lights in the alley. I reached inside my jacket and pulled out my knife dragging it across the wall.

Then suddenly I heard something making me quickly put it away. "Someone had a little too much to drink," I heard.

I looked up finding the outline of a person standing in front of me.

"How 'bout I keep you some company?"

It was a female's voice, thick and raspy, but not deep enough to be a male's voice. I focused harder on their face until I could clearly see their features. Her forehead had wrinkles and around her neck was a beige fur scarf. She wore a skin tight black leather dress, ripped stockings and some black boots. Smoke was coming out of her hand, probably from a cigarette she was holding because it smelled of tobacco.

"Do you like what you see?" She asked.

I looked around and my head was spinning.I looked around and my head was spinning.

"I'm trying to find my car," I said.

"I'll help you find it, and then we can spend some time in it together," she said.

"No," I said trying to stand straight.

"Come on," she said making kiss noises.

The alley was empty except for her. I looked behind me, nothing surrounded us except some old walls and disgusting dumpsters.

"Touch me," she said reaching for my hand.

"No," I repeated as I tried turning around.

"Why not? You afraid to feel something real like me?" She said.

"I chuckled before I turned around looking at her once again, My vision clearing up again. "Something real?" I asked.

She nodded sending me a smirk.

"You're just a dirty old rag making this world impure," I said.

"Asshole!"

"Women like you don't deserve to live," I said walking closer.

"Or what?" I asked continuing to walk closer. She pulled a can of pepper spray out but I knocked it right out if her hand. She started running but I grabbed her arm holding her close before covering her mouth and pushing her towards the nearest wall before she could yell.

"Shut the fuck up," I said holding her against the wall.

She mumbled under my hand and squirmed, trying to free herself. I reached into the inside of my jacket looking for the knife again. Once I felt it I pulled it out, flipping the blade out.

"Shhh," I said before stabbing her in the torso with it. She groaned before I pulled it out and stabbed her again.

Her weight started shifting on me as she started slipping out of my grasp.

She started screaming before I punched her on the nose holding her up with my arm as I slit her throat letting blood squirt out before she fell to the floor.

I reached for her blonde hair cutting a piece off and stuffing it in my pocket.

I leaned against the wall looking up at the dark sky before stuffing the knife back inside my jacket and wiping my face if any blood that had hit me.

I looked around before starting to walk back from where I came from. I saw the lights from the parking lot again followed by my car. As I walked closer over to it I tripped and fell but got up in time holding onto it before I fell over again.

I got inside looking for the keys in my pockets before pulling them out and shoving them in the ignition. I turned the car on and drove home.

I got inside my apartment and collapsed on the couch, falling asleep.