Layla's POV
"FUCK THE LAW YOU BITCH ASS NIQQA" I roared at the man I stole from.
I was being dragged to juvenile prison , for the 3rd time this month, along with my partner in crime , Muneera whom I call Neera.
For God's fucking sake , I'm an 18 year old girl with daddy issues and bad upbringing.
How else am I to survive ?
We were dragged to the juvenile prison and detained for 2 days.
All this for stealing a mere $500 note.
"Neera , what do you think we should do next ?" I asked her as we walked back home.
"Layla , don't you think it's high time we stop all this and get a life ? I mean are you planning on living the rest of your life as the baddest and most wanted girl in this part of the country?" She asked me.
I realised for the first time that she spoke with seriousness .
"Honestly Neera , I've always wanted to be a doctor but after college, daddy started gambling and lost of money . So I couldn't pursue my dreams , and the fastest way to get money was by stealing and drug dealing" I explained to her.
She looked sad and tried to console me.
" I understand you babe , but I think getting a job will be better than stealing "
"Yeah, but noone is ready to offer us a job because of our past crimes" I reminded her.
"Yes but least we can at least work at bars ? They won't mind ?" She was really bound on getting us to leave our past lifes and be better people.
"Umm...okay? Which bar do you suggest?" I asked.
"Let's try that strippers bar , a lot of rich people come there daily and the owner's are looking for new servants. It's called "Red House" . She said.
I've heard bout it before, it was a bar and nite club, where we dress in sexy clothes and get huge amount of tips from drunk customers.
"I'm In !" I hollered into her ear.
We had finally arrived at our homes. She was my neughbour.
"We'll talk tomorrow. Bye" I waved at her.
Now it's time to face my always drunk father. Surprisingly, today , he had slept earlier than usual.
I decided to let him sleep.
I hope we get the job tomorrow.
The Next Day....
I woke up extra early and took a good bath and put on a pair of ripped blue jeans with a transparent white off shoulder top.
My tattoos were on full display. It was a tattoo of the ying and yang .
I tied my long hair into a ponytail. My hair was dyed ash and I wore a bit of mascara.
I picked up my cute skull handbagand walked downstairs.
Surprisingly, dad was still in bed. I just prepared breakfast for myself and him and left it covered on the kitchen counter .
Neera was waiting in front of my door , so I dashed out and hugged her.
"Good morning from this side " I yelled into her ear.
She did vice versa and we laughed it away.
"Let's go get that job " she teased.
We walked for about 20 minutes before getting to The Red House.
And like the name implies, it was a red building with flashy cars parked infront of it.
We walked towards the entrance, the guards infront there , were distracted by some passerbyes .
We sneaked into the club and made our way to the bartender. He was a nice looking middle aged man.
"Hello , we're looking for a job here ?"
I spoke up first.
"Yes hi, how did you get pass those guards there ?" He asked surprised.
"Well once we make our minds up to get something, we stop at nothing to get it " I said while winking at him.
He smiled and said
"Yes , we need two beautiful ladies to serve here and I guess you guys have got the job"
"Thank you so much. " we squealed.
"Welcome and by the way , I'm Trent" he introduced himself.
"You can start work from the day after tomorrow". He announced
"Thank you, Trent"
We waved him goodbye and walked back home.
I couldn't wait to spill the news to my father.
20 minutes later....
I got home after 20 minutes. The food I left my father was untouched. That was surprising.
I knocked on his door but there was no response. I walked into his room , to find him lying on his bed not breathing.
"Baba?" I called out.
There was no response. I tapped him but still no response. I used my knowledge in nursing and checked his pulse. He had no pulse.
He was DEAD ! .
I called 911 and immediately, there was an ambulance here. It finally confirmed my fears.
My Baba was no more. He had an overdose of drugs. The paramedics said.
I run as fast as my legs could take me and ended up in the bar . I drunk Vodka,Wine,Spirits , every single thing I lay my eyes on, I ordered.
I was very drunk by now , when a handsome stranger walked to me.
What he said to me , I can't remember . All I remember was that I followed him to a car and before I knew it , I blacked out.
Thank y'all so much for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed it. The next chapter is going to be in Eldar's POV.
I hope y'all lovelies are going to like this chapter and comment about it.
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ELHAM💝