Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - From Hooters to Human Trafficking A Stripper’s Wild and Dangerous Florida Nightmare #72

Episode Date: August 27, 2025

#horrorstories #reddithorrorstories #ScaryStories #creepypasta #horrortales #humantrafficking #floridanightmare #survivorstory #truecrime #danger  This gripping true story follows a young woman whose life spiraled from working as a waitress at Hooters to becoming ensnared in the terrifying underworld of human trafficking in Florida. Amid deception, danger, and survival, she fights to escape a dark nightmare few can imagine. This harrowing account reveals the grim realities behind the glitz and exposes the courage it takes to survive and reclaim freedom.  horrorstories, reddithorrorstories, scarystories, horrorstory, creepypasta, horrortales, humantrafficking, survivors, truecrime, florida, danger, horrorfiction, nightmare, traffickingawareness, abuse, survival, thriller, abuseawareness, darkreality, courage

Okay, listen up. This story long. So I met this white bitch at Hooters. I was her waitress. She came in with this old-ass, big-ass black dude, so you know as a Hooters girl we have to talk to our customers. So I sit with them and we get to talkin' and she tells me she dances. So I'm like, oh yes, bitch, me too.

Then she tells me this hulking black man is her sugar daddy. And I'm like, oh yes, bitch my S-D. at home. I feel it, I feel it, so we vibing over our hoism or whatever. And we exchange numbers. And we like, next time you dance hum I am a come dance with you. And they leave. So the next day I get a text like, bitch, let's go to Florida. And I'm like, huh? She's like, I'm going to dance in Florida, let's go. Now I'm skeptical like damn bitch we just met and we already taking ho trips together. But I had went to FL two months prior and made 15K, so low-key I was down. So I was like, okay, I'll go.

Who's all going and when we leaving? All this bitch says is, be ready by eight. So I call her like, bitch I said who's all going. And she says, my boyfriend and our roommate and my roommate has a place in Tampa. So I'm like okay, okay, okay. I'll be ready. So I pack my baddest strip. where and I'm ready. Now my niggah did not want me to go. He was so hurt, so I had to fuck

him calm, and then I left. Now when I got in the car it was a white boy, her BF, and this hulking black guy, not the same one. So I texted her on the slick while in the backseat like another sugar daddy. You got a type bitch. And the black old dude had her damn phone. So he starts laughing and he goes, I'm using her GPS. No, I'm not a SD, I'm. I'm not a SD. I'm I've known her and her dude for eight years. We all live together. So Jessica, the white bitch, pulls me to the side and is like, we gone be at the club all night. This room for Jarrett. Not us. D&T even trip. So I was like ya bitch okay. But trust one am not laying my head here. So we leave our shit at the motel with Jarrett and head to the club. So we're working. It was king of

Slow, it was early Friday night, the club had hella rules which I'm not used to, I'm a full nude type of bitch. But this club require pasties and boy shorts and all this other shit, whatever. So after making about $800, I was ready to go. She was talking to some dude, trying to talk him out his wallet and they exchanged numbers. So I was like, call you are man. I'm ready, she calls, the black dude. I'm like um that's not you are man. but okay. So I pull her to the side before he pulled up like,

What's up with you are roommate? And she was like we're really close. Before I met Jared I was with him. He was taking care of me. I was like, oh, itch-h-h-h-h, well I don't need that. Taking care of me, in stripper language means that was her pimp. So I was like, does Jared know? And she goes, of course not, strike one. So then she goes, I didn't make anything tonight. What you make because he's GNA ask, I said, Um, that's not y'all's business, Jess, chill. So he pulls up and as soon as we get in, he goes, what y'all make, we said at the same time, nothing.

So he goes, damn my girl said she had a bad night too. We finna go pick her up. His fiancé who lives down here, we pick her up and he goes, nobody made shit. Y'all want a trap. Trap in stripper lingo means trick. So Jessica goes, Hell yeah. You got some clients, I'm in the back on mute. He was like, you can get some. So Jess is like, yeah, I need to trap. But Jared is at the room. And he goes, I wasn't putting y'all in Thay's

shit hole that was for him not y'all. I'm still quiet. We pull up to a nice-ass hotel on the other side of town and he goes, he'll get the clients together and text y'all off this. He handed her a trap phone. So I am mind-blown at this point. So then we get to the room. Nice as fuck. Just me and Jess and I start going off. Bitch you got me fucked up. I am not about to play with you ho. I am going home, so she starts crying and she's like, I didn't want to take this trip alone. Please don't leave me. I would be so scared alone, she's fucking sobbing. I'm like umgm-g-g-greely. Now I'm feeling bad for the ho. She goes, you can just check the guys in. He's not GNA force you to trap, I said, oh, h bitch, I know he not. I kill dead A-S-S-kill Y-A-L, verbatim. So she cleans herself up and

there's a knock at the door, I open the door and some fat white man goes, him here for the white girl. So I check his pockets, take his wallet and let him in, they start fucking right on the bed next to me. It was a fucking mess. A mess. So when they finished he gave $100. I said, Jess, you sellin' puss for $100. Pussy is worth thousands. You trippin, she goes, I don't. Make the prices. The prices are already discussed before they come in. So I was like, bitch no. If you gone do this. Do it right. So I took some picks of her and put them on backpage. Along with a the trap phone hashtag with a minimum of $500.00. The phone starts blowing up.

I was like, s'y bitch. I got you a nigger coming up right now giving $500 for 15 minutes. He comes, I check him they get it in, he leaves. We are doing this all night. She fucked about 20 dudes and her sorry-ass pimp only sent three of them, so around 6 a.m. Jarrett calls. She answers on speaker and he is going off. Where T.F. are you and Zola?

The club been closed, she goes, we went to another club because it was slow, so in Googling 24H clubs, FL has a few, trying to help her lie and he is not having it. He's livid. He goes, if you went home with a dude you are dead. So he asks to speak to me. I was Likram on I may end up killing these crazy white niggas tonight. So he starts cursing me out. Where are y'all? I know she's a. lying. Don't be a hoe like her Zola. I said, I promise you, im not, he hangs up on me and that was it. We didn't hear from him for the T RST of the night. We fall asleep. A few hours later the black dude, I still don't know his name, comes up. He's like, how much you make last night, Jess goes, 5,500. I was like WTF why she tellin the truth. I pimped her not him. So he goes,

WTF how That's good but I only sent you three clients She goes Zola made me a back page I was like whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Here we go So he goes You can do my job better than me I said I was just helping her out

Burke You our clients were cheap He started laughing He goes give me the money She gave him all of it And he goes thanks Zola You a real one inch throws $500 at me.

I put that shit right in my bra. T.F. And Jess goes, what about me? And he said, you owe me rent Jess. You haven't paid in months, I was like damn. So we leave and head to Jarrett and the Ragedy Motel. Cause our shit was there. As we pull up, Jarrett chillin outside smoking weed with some dude. Pay attention here.

We get out and walk up to them and Jarrett goes, here they go, the pimp goes, here who go Lil Niga, who dis. Jarrett starts laughing and was like, he was asking me who I was here with and I said my girl and her friends that's all. Chill out. The guy Jared was talking to laughs and goes, I'll catch you later man. Nice meeting you, and leaves. He was a black guy with dreads. A-F-L nigger. So we all go up to the room and the pimp is going off on Jarrett. You don't know these I can't believe you told him two bitches in here. And Jarrett goes, he asked why I was out here mad last night.

All I said was my girl went to work with her friend and I ain't want her to. Now the pimped screaming, so that nigger K-N-O-I-T-S money up here now. Hell no. We got to go. Now, me and Jess are like, so we pack our shit and head out. We went to a nicer hotel about 20 minutes away. So the pimp was like, Zola Keepa Eye on Jared. I was like, oh shit he den promoted me to look out and shit, so he leaves, to go back to his

fiancé at home, and Jared and Jess start arguing. He was like, I know you was trapping Jess. I saw the back page ad ho, and he shows her a screenshot, I was like oh shh-h-it. Here we go, so he starts crying like a bitch. I was like, wow. He's like, I thought you were done with this. I didn't come to FL for this. You messy.

Then he turns to me and goes, This what you came here for Zola? I said, Hell and a Jarrett she low-key set me up. I'm not fucking with y'all after this. He goes, wow, you even set up you are a friend. You such a ho, so they arguing for hours. I leave and go down to the pool.

I mean, I am in Florida. So my man calls me. I lied and said, said everything was okay. I didn't want him worrying. I had a nice dinner and then the pimp calls the trap phone. I answer and he's like, since you a madam and shit, do that shit again tonight. But set up out calls only because this hotel too nice to trap out of. I was like cool. I got you, especially for another $500. So I go up to the room and told Jess to get ready. Jared goes WTF again bitch no

I said Jared calm down Please this white nigger starts punching himself Like crazy people do dog I saw like oh H hell knoll He goes if you do this again Jess I will kill myself I love you too much I was like this nigger lost in the sauce And his bitch lost in the game so I said Jarrett sit the fuck down

Jess come on so I can take some picks it's already 10 o'clock. Y'all playin, so I make her a fresh ad. We come out the bathroom, I did her hair and makeup and shit, and Jarek goes, Everybody knows you a ho now. Fuck you. I want to go home. I said H-U-H. He throws his phone at her and it's her Facebook.

A status of both ads. Her M-O-M-O-M is on there going O-F-F-F-F-F in the comments. Jessica starts bawling. Oh, M-G. My mom had my daughter this week. How could you? She on the floor literally breaking down, I was like, so Jessica calls the pimp and tells,

Jarrett just put everything on Facebook. My whole family sees. The pimp goes, I told Z-O-T-O watch him. Literally five minutes later it's the pimp banging at our door. He comes in with his fiancé this time. and snatches Jared up by the neck. He wasted an oh time. He goes, I should really kill yo ass. Jared is dangling off the ground crying, please don't please, low-key him crying. The fiancé pulls out a handgun, y'all. She goes, you want to bay or what? Fuck him. He did our girl so wrong, I was like oh my fucking God.

So now Jess steps in, she's like, please don't. Just beat his ass Z. I was like, oh his name Z. Okay. Got it, so he puts him down. Z goes. Nah, I am gone kill his manhood though. And he sits on the bed next to his fiancé. He goes, sit in front of me, Jarrett. He does, still crying. He goes, delete the post. And give me U.R. phone, he did, Then he goes, come here, Jess, I was so lost. His fiancé unbuckled his pants and Jess gets on her knees and starts sucking his dick eye in front of Jarrett and I. I was like, why oh-oh.

He then gets up and starts fucking Jess from the back, Jarrett just sitting there, him standing with my mouth to the floor. He looks at Jarrett and says, any questions. Jarrett says, I want to go home, I laughed out loud. I couldn't help it. And Z goes, nah, I must spend the night with my girl so you gone take Jess to her out calls. I was like damn n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n. That's fucked bro.

He goes, Zola got the clients and addresses so y'all can take her and him and his fiancé leave. The room is silent for the next 30 minutes. Swear, the first client calls and says he ready, so Jarrett takes us. Z left a handgun but told me not to tell them. He slid it to me on the slick. He texted the trap phone like, Im trusting you with my bitch Zola. If anything goes left. Use it, I was like what. Niga I can't. So anyway, Jarrett took us to about four clients and then the phone was slow. Me and Jarrett were in the car together while she was working so we, starting have any deep convo. He really wasn't a bad dude. But he was bipolar. Very bipolar.

so I understood his outburst a little more. So we head back to the hotel and I forget this one call late AF. And the client says, I got 5,000 but I want two bitches. I said, oh sorry we, only have one. The client goes, well, I got 2,000 for one but it's four dudes, and we only do in calls. I was like, wow. What? So I text Z and told him, he was like, hell yeah, tell him come on. So I set it up Then last min the client goes Actually out call is fine And gives me a address

So we get in the car and head to the address Jess goes It's four of them can you just wait in the hall please I was like bitch I-I'd come on So we head up to the room number they gave And Jess knocks A dude goes who is it And she says in call

The door flings open fast A-S fuck And two big black dudes snatched Jess Bitch I ran so goddamn fast I couldn't even see straight. I was out. Fuck that. I run out and the CR is gone. I'm screaming, Jarrett. Jarrett. This fool gone. So I called him, still ruining and he like y'all done. I said, bitch Z told you two never leave US. Where are you? He's like him at the gas station. I was thirsty. I though. is gone be a minute. I'm still running. Umpho. Don't know where I'm going. I'm like, they

snatched her dude. Come get me. I am Cal and the police. He pulls up a minute later and is like, don't call the police. Call Z. I was like, Z gone beat everybody ASS. You wasn't supposed to leave. And he's like, well, you have the gun. If you call the cops you done too. I was like shit. You write. So I called Z and told him what happened. Z is livid. And this deep African accent comes out. I couldn't even understand him on the phone.

I was like Mian. We dead bro, so Z pulls up and is like, let's go. I said, um, I am a stay here. Y'all go, he goes, I am not in the mood R.N. Come T.F on. So we all go. and Jared on the side of the hall where you can't see and Z knocks on the door, a man goes, who is it? Z goes, where my bitch man.

Jessica S. C R. M. And the voice says, Ain't no bitch in here, bruh, I was like, oh. My. God, Z goes, open the door, guess who opens the door? The niga wit dreads that Jarrett was smoking wit at the rundown motel. I was like you. So he goes, come in and check. To Z, Z motion for us to stay hidden. Thank God. So he goes in the room and Dredd head there by himself R.N. Z sits on the bed with his strap out and goes, where she at man?

Dreads goes, well since she wants to steal work F.R.M. My girls. She clearly wants to be here with U.S. We still don't see Jess, so Z goes to the closet and bust the door in and she in there. Tied up. Knocked T.F. out. Dreads goes, I got. 20k for her right now, man and all is forgiven, Z said, we made more than 20k this weekend alone. Get out of here. So Dreads goes, my dudes downstairs not gone just let you walk out with her like that, and Z said, we'll see, mind you I can barely see, him around the corner. So I just hear everything, next thing I know I hear some shuffling and a gun goes off, once again I take off, but I took off down the hall through the back.

Jarrett wasn't far behind and then we look behind us and Z is running two with Jess over his shoulder. He throws Jess in the car and hops in the driver's seat. I hopped in with him and Jared hopped in the other car and we got the fuck on. I'm crying. I said, WTF happened. He goes, that nigger reached for his piece. I shot him in the face man.

I was like O-H-M-M-A-A-G-W-D-D-D-D. We got back to our hotel, packed our shit. shit and checked out. We went to Z and his fianc's condo, nice as F-U-C-K by the way. Jess is up now and she tells us what happened. Apparently they recognized her from the motel and set her up, clearly, and once they snatched her. They told her to trap for them and she said no. So they beat her ass, that's what Z interrupted when he knocked so they knocked her out. I was like, I really got to go home, y'all. Sorry to kill the mood but I can't take no more of this. Jarrett was like, same. Z's fiancé was in the kitchen counting money dog.

Just like a rich ho. So Zee was like everybody gets some sleep. I gotta get rid of this, talking about the gun, so he leaves, we all try to get some sleep. The next morning he comes in with tickets for me and Jarrett. Jerrit goes, I'm not leaving Jess here. Not after last night. She has a daughter and needs to come home. Zee was like. I was like, nah we making money. I was like woo-o with a black eye and busted lip and some f-l-niggas looking for y'all you still trying to trap. Crazy. I was like, well I am ready. Jess goes, I t-l-l-l-b-okay, Jarrett. I'll be home in three days, Jared started with that punching himself shit again. I was like man. Here we go. Jarrett goes, come with me or I'm

killing myself. Z was like, ugh. Not this shit again. He'll be in the car, y'all two hurry up. So Jarrett is literally breaking down. You ever seen someone hysterically crying? It's intense. And Jess trying to calm him. I'm at the door ready. Jarrett randomly stops crying.

Instantly. Like some movie shit. And goes, so you aren't comin. Jess said, no Jarrett. I can't, this nigger Jarrett, runs towards their balcony and jumps. I swear to God. Bible. He fucking jumped.

I screamed so loud my heart stopped. Jess runs towards the balcony and this niggah Jarrett was hanging. He didn't fall all the way. He was stuck by his pants. Thank God. We were only on the fourth floor but he still would have died. It was a good drop. So Jess is helping him and I call Zeumphaiu.

Still crying. was like Jared is stuck. He tried to jump off U.R balcony. Z was like, what is wrong with this nigger? Families live here bro WTF. So Z came up, helped get him. Slap the fuck out of him, literally, and physically guided him to the car, Jess comes out and goes, I swear I didn't set you up Zola. I never intended for you to trap. That's why you didn't. I hope we can be friends after. I looked at her like she wasn't speaking English and I said, I'm not gone beat yo ass aren't cuss you already in bad shape. But I better not ever see or hear from you again and she walked away. Z literally buckled Jarrett seatbelt LMFAO. And we went to the airport. Bear with me.

It's almost over. When we landed in Detroit my man picked us up. We both looked horrible. So washed up and tired. My man was like, who is this white, boy and what's wrong with y'all, I said, babe. Neither of us are the same. Just tack him to his car and tack me home. We dropped Jared off and on the way home I told him everything. He couldn't even speak honestly. Check this out. This the last four tweets. I get a collect call four days later from a jail in Las Vegas. It's Jessica. She goes, we got caught Trappin' in Vegas and we all got arrested. I said, oh, why you call in me? She goes, Z was wanted for kidnapping 15 underage girls and is linked to six murders including FL. I said, Florida. Murder. You have the wrong number. She screams, ask Jarrett T.O. Bail me out, he want answer my collect call. I said, Jarrett. You really have the wrong number, I hung up and called Jarrett. He goes, yeah, I heard. It's on the news. He's a huge trafficker. I found out later that Jessica and his fiancé played victim

and said they were forced and Z whose name I can't pronounce was an African male and was, wanted literally everywhere. He got sentenced to life and I hear Jess is back in Detroit with her mom and baby. And that's the end of that. If you stuck with that whole story you are hilarious LOL. People still saying I'm lying bitch. Where does our location say? At the strip club getting ready where they told me to take jarrot's fb down cause y'all gone harassed the poor boy this him and his new boo though found her ass pregnant again new family i guess cute everything of z and the fiance gone off her shit obviously