Diary of a Broken Girl: Day 15

An angel of mercy is sent to her

    It’s been two weeks and all Kat has been doing is following the road, wherever it may lead her. She still had no clue on where she is going or what she is going to do. She was still heartbroken, so she spent most of her time crying tears she thought had dried out already. She was in Missouri by now and she saw that she was running low on gas. So she pulled into a gas station and got out her wallet. When she looked inside, she saw that she was down to her last hundred dollars. Most of her three thousand dollars went to buying a battery for her car, fixing flat tires, living in and out of hotels, eating at restaurants and of course gas.    

    S**t! She thought.    

    “Can I help you ma’am?” A man said. Kat turned to look at him and saw he was your typical grease monkey. Average height, short, brown hair, rugged facial features and the dirtiest hands you have ever seen.    

    “Um…twenty dollars of gas and also, do you know how far it is to the nearest town?” Kat asked as she handed him the money.    

    “Yea, um…its Silvertown, it’s about 15 miles from here. Just keep following this road and it’ll take ya straight to it.”    

    “Thanks.” Kat finished fueling her car and drove off to Silvertown.    

    Once she got there, she pulled into the first hotel she saw and checked in. She settled into her room and went to get something to eat.    

    Silvertown was small so she didn’t need to take her car. She grabbed her bag and walked around looking for a place to eat, it wasn’t long until she found a diner. She walked up to it and as soon as she entered, all eyes went to her. Everyone in that diner was staring at her as if she was Mother Mary herself. Kat then realized why there were staring, she was wearing black, tight pants, a hooded, black sweatshirt with a red tank top underneath and a bandana on her head; to make things more awkward the bandana had skulls on it and her pants had one on her back pocket. What can she say, she loves the punk look. When she looked at the other girls in the diner, they were all wearing either shirts with blue jeans or sun dresses, so she stood out like a sore thumb.    

    “Afternoon miss, my names Buck and welcome to Buck’s Diner.” A guy behind the counter said.    

    “Um…hi” Kat just turned and quickly sat down at a booth in the corner. A waitress came and handed her a menu.    

    “What would you like to drink?”    

    “I’ll have a Coke.”  

    “Ok, I’ll be back to take your order.”    

    Kat watched the waitress disappear to the back. She picked up the menu, studied it and decided to order an old fashion cheeseburger and fries. The waitress came back with her coke, took her order and disappeared again to the back.    

    After Kat finished eating and paying, she sat at the booth for a while, trying to think of what she can do for money. Then images of Vincent and her parents popped into her head and she was once again reminded of the things she lost. A single tear fell down her cheek.    

    “Hey darling, you all right?” Buck asked.    

    Kat wiped away the tear, clears her throat and answers back, “Yes, I’m fine, thank you.”    

    Buck nodded his head and returned to cleaning the counters. Kat reaches into her bag and pulls out the notebook she bought in the beginning. It was almost half-full of entries she has written.       

 

    Dear Journal,

    I’m sitting in a diner realizing that I may have reached the end of my journey. I’m running out of money and I don’t know what to do, I need a plan. I need to figure all this out but I get so frustrated because I have nowhere to go. I keep asking myself what I did wrong in life to deserve such hardships. Wasn’t I a good person? Was I evil in a past life that now I’m paying for it in this one? WHY ME? WHY? WHY? WHY?!!!

 

    Kat slams the notebook shut and rubs her head; she was starting to get a headache. Just then, two girls came into the diner giggling and laughing.    

    One of the girls was a blonde who was wearing a very short, tight baby tee, an even shorter mini skirt and go-go boots. The other was a brunette wearing a very tight, sliming dress that was long enough to cover what needed to be covered. The dress had laces all along the side, you could see her hips and the side of her b***s, and it also had a hole in the center of her chest to show the middle of her breasts.    

    “I can’t believe you gave that guy a lap dance for half the price Cookie.” The blonde haired girl said.    

    “What? He was cute, like you wouldn’t Candy.” The brunette answered back.    

    The two girls walked to the booth in front of Kat’s and continued talking.    

    “Slater asked me to waitress tonight instead of doing my usual pole dance and I was like, no.” Candy said.    

    “Ugh, you barely get any tips as a waitress in a place like that.” Cookie replied.   

    “Yea because all their money goes into our panties.” The girls burst out laughing drawing more attention to themselves than they did when they walked in.    

    Are they strippers? I thought.    

   “You want your usual girls?” Buck asked. When they nodded, he turned away with what looked like shame on his face. He later returned with their food.    

    “Check it out girl; we each made $400 in one night.” Cookie said.    

    Kat peered over to the girls and saw them holding up huge wads of cash.    

    Wow! $400 in one night, I could really use that money. Kat hesitated on approaching the strippers, she wasn’t quite sure if she was willing to lower herself to such standards just to make a few bucks. But she was desperate and had no choice. “Excuse me, but where do you two work?”    

    “At Kitty’s, about a mile outside of town, why?” Candy said.    

    “Um…are they hiring by any chance?”    

    The two girls stared at her, then at each other. “Well I don’t know, turn around for me.”    

    Kat rolled her eyes and did what she was told. Candy studied her body then got up and stood right in front of her. She was so close Kat could feel her breath on her lips.    

    “I can’t tell what kind of body you have. I’ll have to feel around it.” Candy put her hands on Kat’s hips, then moved them around to her butt and squeezed, Kat gasped. “Firm butt, good.” Then she slid her hands to her stomach and moved them up to her b***s; she squeezed both of them in her hands. “They’re real, a big plus. Well you have the right ‘equipment’ for the job. I think I can talk to Slater about hiring you. We should go now before he gets off of work.”    

    “Ok, do you guys make $400 every night?”    

    “Well it all depends.” Cookie replied    

    “On what?”    

    “On how far you’re willing to go into satisfying the customer, and the customer doesn’t satisfy easily.” Cookie and Candy both snickered.    

    Kat felt uneasy when she pictured a bunch of drunken men pawing at her and she didn’t even want to think about the kind of things she‘d have to do.     

    Just do it for one night, take the money, and forget you were ever there.    

    “You ready?” Candy asked.    

    “Yea…let’s go.” Kat got her bag and notebook from the booth and was about to leave when Buck grabbed her arm.    

    “Wait.” Kat and the strippers turned to look at Buck.    

    “What?” Kat said    

    “If you need money then you can work here, instead of degrading yourself at some bar.”    

    “Why do you care?” She asked     

    “Because I’m tired of seeing sweet, innocent girls get corrupted. That place is like quicksand, once you’re in you can’t get out.” He looked at the strippers who just rolled their eyes and left. “What do you say? It may take you a while to get the money you need, but its honest work.”    

    Kat looked at Buck, then at the strippers who were climbing into their car. “…OK”     

   Buck gave a sigh of relief and led her to the back where he gave her a uniform, nametag, and told her when to come in.

 

Reviews

[Monners]

I like that the descriptions are so detailed. Easy to picture the plot. =)

[Jake Donald Stephens]

Is it wrong that I found this chapter totally hot? Wow, I can't believe that stripper chick started feeling her up right there in the middle of the diner. I was proud of Buck, though, for stepping in and stopping her from going to the strip club. Most guys would've followed the three women there!
I like the way this book is set up, with the days she writes in her journal as the chapter titles. And the story is definitely drawing me in. Can't wait to see what happens next.

[pal]

"keep asking myself what I did wrong in life to deserve such hardships. Wasn't I a good person? Was I evil in a past life that now I'm paying for it in this one? WHY ME? WHY? WHY? WHY?!!!"

sure.. when u r lost n down.. u will ask such..

pal

[Celtic Cat]

Funny, I thought she'd end up working for Buck at the beginning... then was for sure she'd go on with the dancers. I like the name of the town she's ended up in... perhaps it has a silver lining. : )

[Pema Dorje]

I'm going to read more, Claudia. The story is crafted believably and with all the human twists and turns we all experience in life. There are Dramas and feelings and there will be blood and tears ... oh the hours that turn into years ...

[Yaooooooo]

Wow, good so far. You're like David Coperfield and them guys, look at my hand while the other is the one doing the trick. What im trying to say is that you were leading the reader in one direction and bamb, the story just switch on us.
THanks for the request, look forward to reading the rest...
One!

[Ice Queen of the Vampir..]

Great second part of the Diary. You're doing a marvelous job writing this fascinating story!!!

Heather

[H. A. M.]

I'm liking this. Really. I like the way this moves and I don't feel bogged down with a lot of details. So that's working for me.
The diner scene. Very funny. If the patrons where staring at her when she walked in the door then they must have gotten a show when she got felt up. Of course I had to think about it like she's being examined by a doctor and not the slow and dirty kind. That's just me.
I like the not so typical ending for this. It would have turned into a cliche had she jumped in the car with them. Thanks for Buck.
You give enough detail on characters that I can see them as I go along. Nothing concrete unles it's something that has to be a constant through out the story. Yet enough where I can visualize the suroundings and the people.
This is holding my interest. Okay...what happens next?

[Amor-de-angel]

I am interested to see where it will go for Kat,nice writing.

[Diana Owen Busy with Li..]

This is another awesome piece to the Diary. keep it going.