Chapter 1 : Ella?
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-New York-
I patiently sat on the chair while two people were playing with my face with brushes and what not. It seemed like I was a piece of paper on which these artists were doing their painting.
"And we are done. You can open your eyes"
I almost choked when I looked at the mirror. It seemed like I was seeing another person. New makeup artists rock man.
I had black smoky eyes and my lips were painted blood red. My long hairs were curled to perfection making me look hot but that is what strippers are hot and sensual right?
"Ella you are up in 3 minutes" my mom said
"Mom why do you call me with that name. My name is kria if you remember"
"What did you say?"
She glared at me with those big blue eyes of hers. I would've been dead by now if eyes could kill.
My mother oops! Correction, my stepmother had her face caked with makeup as usual. She has almost fixed every part of her body from her lips to her "junk" if you know what I mean. But too bad she ended up looking like a local hooker.
The irritating click of her high heels rang in my ears as she walked towards me looking like a Satan with invisible red horns.
"Say it once again and I swear you won't be able to get up from your bed for one whole week"
I gulped as all colours drenched from my face seeing the harshness and seriousness in her voice.
"You may be kria at home but in my club you are a stripper, you are Ella. Understood"
"Yes mo-mother" I stuttered as I was shit scared from her. She is so cruel urghh!
"Now get back to work you are on in 3 minutes"
She went banging the door real hard.
Why dad had to marry this bitch. I wish he was here to see her ugly face and how she is making me loose my identity as an individual but the sad truth is he can't because he is left me with such a beautiful gift, my pathetic stepmother. I wish he was alive to see all this I wish..
"Ella hurry up bitch" I heard my mom shout at me yet again.
I quickly put the masquerade mask on and walked out of the room
"Ladies and gentlemen here I present the hottest and the most sexist stripper of the club. Can I hear some noise for Ella"
The crowd hooted and whistled for Ella, for me.
The guy walked off of the stage giving me thumbs up before disappearing somewhere.
The moment I walked on the stage the cheers and whistles increased by thousand times.
The song "dirty dancer" started playing as I did my thing.
I removed my jacket slowly and in the most sensual way I could muster. I threw the jacket in the crowd and went to the pole fixed at the centre of the stage.
I swung around it 2-3 times and started grinding on the pole constantly biting and linking my lips to increase the effect.
I opened the buttons of my shirt sluggishly being a tease.
"Take it off! Take it off" the crowd shouted.
I took my shirt off and now I was only left in my thongs and bra.
I started the sexy dancing again. People started throwing money at me and some pervert actually had the courage to stuff money in my spanx oh that douche.
My hand made contact with his cheek and the music stopped as everybody including my mother stared at me.
Shit my mom.
My step mom.
She is angry.
She is angry at me.
I am so dead.
-New delhi-
She waited patiently for her husband, her dear husband. It was midnight and he had still not arrived. Coming late has been a everyday thing for her dear husband.
Her phone buzzed and and her husband's name flashed on the screen.
"hello"
"where the f**k are you?"
"honey calm down I am on my way"
"Come fast"
"On my way by the way I have a news for you but I will tell you once I reach home. Okay?"
"okay! bye hun"
"bye wifey"
-New york-
"how dare you slap a customer"
"But he..but he slided his hands in my underwear"
"so what?"
"So what? Are you saying its no big deal! A perv tried to touch your daughters's ass and you are saying so what!"
"As if I care. Listen you filthy piece of shit you have to accept that you are a stripper now. You may be Kria, a girl who taught dance to stupid children outside this club. But you are my stripper inside this club understand! When you enter this club you are Ella the stripper who people in this club knows not Kria ghai who nobody gives a f**k about. Its better if you accept that you are a stripper and if you want to go to oxford you have to work here or else no money"
"but-"
"shutup accept yourself as Ella it will be better for you or else expect no money for oxford. Understand?"
"Yes mother"
"Good"
She left, the bitch left.
Her words still rand in my mind
So cost of my dream is being something I am not, doing something I don't like. Do I have to live the both worlds as Ella and Kria? can I do this? I still feel digusted about doing what I did few minute ago.I have to live my life as Ella and kria to fullfill my dream no I won't give up! Not that easily. I will do this, I can do this. I won't let the fear of loosing stop me from playing the game. I won't give up. I won't loose form that bitch not in this lifetime never!
-New delhi-
She opened the door and found her husband standing in front of her.
"Finally you are home" She tackled him with a hug
He hugged her back and walked in the house making himself comfortable on the couch
"So what is the news you wanted to give?"
"Actually its a good news finally my boss gave me my dream project"
"Oh my god that is great rey"
"I know but-"
"But what?"
"I have to go New York for 10 months"
"So?"
"You don't have a problem"
"Yes I do but it's your dream rey and I cannot take it away from you"
"You are the best taani" he hugged her again
So here is the first chapter and I know you must be surprised to see that rey and taani are married but trust me Do Not Worry. It's a Kriyaansh story please keep that in your head. Hope you like it Even though it's not my best. I wrote it in 2 hours so yeah don't judge me ;) I promise coming chapters are gonna be more good actually way good than this. Ask questions if you have any doubt.
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Edited by BitchPlease - 11 years ago
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