Chapter Three

                                    

                                          
~Kurt's POV~
                          
"Jason, I think I fell in love." I whispered. 
                          
"In love? With who?" He said with a smile and sat down in front of me. 
                          
"His name is Dave. I met him last night." I smiled and looked down. 
                          
"Aw, Kurt has a crush!" He teased. 
                          
I playfully pushed him. "Shhh, what am I going to do?" I groaned and threw my head back. 
                          
"Go find him and tell him you love him." He shrugged. 
                          
"You really think he's going to like me? I'm a stripper." 
                          
"So, Chad likes you." 
                          
"He doesn't know I'm a stripper." I whispered. Jason burst into laughter. 
                          
"You still haven't told him?"
                          
I shook my head. "I'm afraid to." 
                          
"Listen, I know you're probably gonna get pissed by me saying this, but... I don't think you should be with Chad. You don't love him, and he hurts you." 
                          
"I know. I try to run away, but he won't let me." I said with a sigh. 
                          
"You should really go find this Dave and tell him you love him. Do you know where to find him?" 
                          
I nodded and pulled out a piece of paper with his address on it. He looked at it and smiled. "Go find him." 
                          
I smiled. "Maybe after tonight. Come on, let's go. It's time." 
                          
He nodded and followed behind me. My spot was kinda in the middle, I used to be in the back but over time I got better and soon I'll be in the front. I looked around, hoping to find Dave but guess who I saw. Chad. 
                          
"Oh shit." I whispered to myself. I tried to hide my face. Please don't let him notice me. But then he came close to me and crossed his arms. 
                          
"You just wait till I get you home." He said through gritting teeth. 
                          
"Your not going to touch me." I whispered. 
                          
"You'll see." He said then left. Oh shit. 
                          
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I slowly opened door and walked inside. I felt pushed and I was on the ground.
                          
"What the fuck were you doing at a strip club?" He asked as he balled his hands into fists. 
                          
"What was you doing at a strip club?" I shot back. 
                          
"Answer me!" He screamed. 
                          
"I'm a stripper!" I yelled. 
                          
He picked me up and threw me back down. "I better not catch you having sex or touching other guys. Tell me, do you?" 
                          
I shook my head. "No, I only dance." I lied. 
                          
"You better not be lying." 
                          
I shook my head. "I'm not." 
                          
He laughed and kissed my lips. "Good." 
                          
I sighed and got up. He disappeared into a different room. I ran upstairs and got into bed. My mind began to drift off and think about Dave. I need him. 
                          
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I hope this story is decent. Sorry if it kinda sucks.