I didn't

Despite my hunger, I was too scared to go outside and get food because I'd probably have to pass those creepy guys again. Instead I lay there, checking my phone intermittently until I fell asleep.

*

I awoke to the sound of a slow, almost hypnotic beat. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I checked my phone and groaned: it was only 11pm. A shot of anger rushed through me as I noticed that Liam still hadn't replied.

After realizing where the music was coming from, I opened the blinds and looked down at the strip club opposite the motel. Unlike earlier, it was now bustling with crowds - a long queue of people, mostly men, but a few women as well, snaked its way round the corner and out of site, and a few security guards patrolled the line, looking out for trouble.

One of the men looked up and saw me looking, and yelled something up at me. Out of sheer curiosity, I opened the window to hear what he was saying.

"Yo, look at her! Hey lady, do you work here?"

"No," I yelled back.

"You should, girl! That body looks fine!"

Some of the other people in the queue were starting to look up at me too, and I felt a blush rising in my cheeks. One of the man's friends tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. The man grinned.

"Yo, give us a show, girl!" he yelled, gesturing for me to dance.