It was a dark stormy night. I was walking down the alley, a newspaper over my head to stop my new haircut from being destroyed. My face was down, not looking ahead, avoiding eye contact just like my mother taught me. Who knows what the strangers will do to you if they catch you? How could I know what to expect when I was just a country girl chasing her dreams in the big city? My heel slipped on the dirty pavement and I dropped to the ground, my knees exposed from my white dress.
It was then, in that rainy moment that he arrived into my world. I knew he would take my life on a new adventure and introduce me to my wild side. He held his hand out to me, offering a sweet word about how lots of people fall in this weather. I resisted momentarily glaring at his hand before I looked up at him with his steely blue eyes and chiseled jaw. I melted in an instant. Before I knew it he had my hand and we were in the way to the club he owned down the road. I was too lost in the slick smile and beaming white teeth to answer when he first asked if I was alright. He offered me a drink, I asked for a soda, and he ordered some ice to put on the small bruise on my knee cap. He asked me who I was what I did. I told him I waitressed in a small diner but what I really wanted to do was sing. I had only ever wanted to sing. He said it was my lucky day because they needed a singer on the club stage that night and that I could have the set if I wanted. I accepted happily, it was my first opportunity in the big smoke to make my mark. But that's when everything changed, nothing would be the same again.
He became my manager and I his princess. He did anything for me as long as I wore the dresses he bought me to sing in and sang the songs he chose. We were a great team. We filled the club every night and he took me to bed where I performed again in sweet, lovemaking with this perfect stranger.
When I couldn't sleep he gave me these pills and told me a good southern girl would have a nip of whiskey before bed to help her. When I didn't have energy he found a powder I quite liked. I didn't need to eat any more. All I had to do was sing. It was my dream until it all came crashing down.
She was a young bartender. She had her sight on my man the moment he employed her behind the bar. I knew something was up. I went in a little early for a sound check and there they were, caught in the act. He didn't even plea when I caught his marvellous eyes. He smiled his dazzling smile.
It was then that I woke up. It was all a dream. Or was it?