Chapter 4 Four

A few days later we got our pay checks from Donovan. Abby decided to treat us out to a 'healthy' lunch at a fancy diner.

"Did you hear new girls were coming in from Alaska today?" Abby said as we waited at the table for our orders.

"No. Really?"

"Yeah, heard from Sean. He says they're real bad ass girls and he couldn't wait to taste them one by one"

"Pervert" I replied in disgust.

A waiter walks to our sides with our food. Placing my plate of food in front of me, he said "here's for um......"

"Kelsey" I added for him.

"Kelsey," he smiles sweetly "Jimmy at your service ma'am" my eyes made a swift movement to the tag bearing his name on his chest before returning the smile. "Enjoy your meal, ladies" he added before turning to leave.

"Thanks" I replied after him, only turning back around to find Abby's eyes fixated on me.

"What the hell just happened?" She asked " it was like I wasn't even sitting here while the time stopped for the two of you"

Getting what she was hinting at, I replied jokingly "don't be ridiculous, Abby. Let's eat"

"I think that guy likes you, he was practically flirting with you"

"Abby, that is not flirting. That's just......a customer-waiter friendly thing"

"I saw how he looked at you, Kelsey," she almost got me choking on my glass of wine as she looked behind me to the counter where jimmy supposedly stood at "see? I just caught him staring at our table"

"Stop, Abby. Don't make him feel uncomfortable"

"Whatever. I know he likes you"

"We both know what guys like him want. He know that he just wanna flirt like you said yourself and probably get laid for the night which you know I'm not up for"

"I know but how come you always get the hot guys attention?"

I laughed lightly and scooped more vegetables into my mouth. I didn't know what to say. Abby would go on and on all day long about this jimmy thing till my ears fall off. Thankfully, she stopped talking about him after a while and the silence slowly drew in and we ate silently until a thought about something occured to me.

"Have you been seeing Diego lately? You know....after the fight with him last time" I asked her

"Not really. I've only seen him like twice after that. He's out most of the time" she replied.

"Okay. But I really think you should apologise to him. He was just concerned about you, you know"

"You're right, kelsey, I should really do that. Sometimes it's just..... really nice to have someone look out for you"

I gave her a liplined smile before scooping another food into my mouth. She places a hand over mine on the table and said "I'm sorry, kelsey.....about your dad"

"It's really nothing, Abs. I hardly think about it anymore"

"Did you check on him?"

I shake my head negativity, "I really can't, Abby. I'm scared. What if he really hits me this time?"

"Good thinking. I mean, he's always drinking right?"

"I'm just so concerned about him cause I can't make him quit drinking and his sickness is growing worse everyday. I'm scared that he's gonna die too"

"Don't think that. What's important now is that he's still here"

I sighed, nodding my head, "I'll be going to the hospital today. I need to get his drugs. Last time he said he didn't have his drugs anymore"

"Kel, are you sure? Babe, you just got paid today and now you wanna spend it all on his drugs?"

I shrugged my shoulders before replying "what am I working for, Abs?"

"I know but after all he did and said to you?"

"Don't worry Abby. I'll be alright. I just wanna get the drugs and ask Noah to give them to him"

"Noah?" She asked, surprise in her voice.

"Yes, he works as a nurse at the hospital"

"Okay, wow," she makes a face "I never knew you had a thing for male nurses"

I gasped, feigning hurt and replied "no way. In fact, it'd interest you to know that what I prefer is way more than that"

"Really," she rests her chin on one palm "tell me your ideal kind of man"

"Well, Abby," I interlocked my fingers and squinted my eyes towards the ceiling as if thinking hard "I like the bossy CEO kind of men"

"There are CEO kind of men now?"

"Don't interrupt. I like my CEO man with lots of killer principles and those hard biceps and skills...."

"Oh bed skills" I threw her a look "what? He should be good in bed too"

"Well you're right. I want him super skillful in bed"

Abby bangs the table with her fists and exclaimed "Bam! Now that's what I'm talking about!"

I laughed and continued "and I want the kind that's overly jealous, who wanna have his hands all over me all the time, who's downright romantic, who and I quote, "has deep black hairs""

Abby's face dropped instantly and the fries between her lips slacked downwards, "seriously? Black?"

"Uh-huh. Black is sexy"

"You could've gone with blond, Kel but no, you had to ruin that perfect description. Kelsey, all that you've just mentioned can only be found in blond men"

"Okay why do I feel like you're just saying this because you're blond?"

"You bet" she winks at me.

"Oh....so this stephen guy, he blond too?"

"You bet again" she winks again before picking up her wine and drinking it straight up. I laughed, before continuing eating my food.

I visited the hospital where my dad took treatments and got his drugs and asked Noah to deliver them to him for me. I returned to the club afterwards for the night. I felt sick to the stomach but each time I felt down, I thought about Abby's invite to go on a shopping spree with her by tomorrow morning. Abby always spent her pays on clothes and foods which I can barely do. Sometimes I wanna think that her shopping habits were reckless but then I reason that this should be normal if things weren't so hard and that she deserved to be happy. And that's the only thing that genuinely made her happy.

While I on the other hand saved up my money for returning to school by the fall of next year. I'd had to drop from college two years ago after spending all the money my mom left me. But I was either saving up for that or dad's medical bills.

Tonight, I stood at the pole, dancing, twisting and shaking my body in full display to the lustful eyes that cared to watch below me. The men sat cheering, drinking and smoking.

After the dance, I took a few steps out towards the back. Suddenly, I felt a palm on my shoulder and I turned to see Sean.

"You have a special guest" he told me.

The music wasn't blasting loudly yet so our voices were audible enough in the parlor.

"Who is it?"

"He's new to the club. He's in room seven"

"A room?"

"Yes, kelsey"

"Sean, you know I don't give private dances in the bedrooms. I thought Donovan made that clear"

"Stop with the talk, he's not gonna sleep with you" he said disgustedly. Jerk. I mentally frowned at him.

"Fine" I replied reluctantly.

"Don't forget to grab a drink. Stella has his order at the bar"

"Whatever" I muttered to myself before walking past him towards the bar, grabbing his wine bottle and rolling my eyes at Sean before walking past him towards the bedrooms.

I walked into room seven, my black pump shoes thudding against the floor as I went. The moment I saw the man seated on the couch, his office shirt buttons flying open down to his stomach and his necktie flung over his right shoulder, I suddenly felt uneasy. He was drinking from a tinted wine glass from his left hand, a cigarette on his right hand. His blond hair was smeared across his forehead due to the sweats on his face.

His eyes meets mine as I approached him and he smiled.

"You're here" he said.

Ignoring him, I set the wine bottle down on the table in front of him.

His eyes watched me, held the sight of my breasts, making me feel a bit uncomfortable. I suddenly felt self conscious. Maybe I shouldn't have worn this in here. Half of my breasts were pushing out of the shoulderless corset top, my bare bum and thighs covered in a transparent lace socks. I never felt so naked before as his eyes swept my body.

"Come on baby, trip for me" he said,licking his lips.

Strip for him? This pervert better be high on something.

I'd made sure not to jam the door incase I needed to make a run for it. You have no idea what psychos come into this club too. I took a deep breath and decided to just do my job and get the hell out of here.

I started by walking closer, licking my lips at him as I went. He licks his lips too and puts out his cigarette as he watched me go down in front of him. I gently placed both palms on his thighs and rubbed tenderly, watching his eyes glint in pleasure. He smiles, bringing his hand towards me. I quickly rose up and pushed him back against the couch with my hands placed on his chest.

He smiles devilishly and said " you wanna take things slow, huh?"

I continued to dance sensually in front of him till I sat on his full laps, my back to him. I shut my eyes in agony, his cigarette breath invading my nose as he moaned loudly against my ear. I slowly began to grind my butt against his groin, faking a moan myself.

"Yeah, baby" he groans against my ear. I feel his hand caress my neck, then he pulls back my hair. The next thing I felt were his cold lips against my neck and his other free hand sliding over my stomach and pulling me back into his chest.

What the hell? His two hands suddenly grabbed my waist hard, causing me to gasp in surprise. I tried to wiggle out of his grip but he turns our position and pins me against the couch.

"Get off me!" I screamed, fighting him to push him off me but he was way too heavy. Are men supposed to be this heavy? "I said get off!!"

His lips assaults the skin around my neck and chest. He stops for a second to grab me, pulled me off the couch and the next thing I knew, I was falling back into the bed next to us.

I tried to sit up but he falls on top of me, pinning my hands behind my head on the bed. He frantically starts kissing my neck and upper breasts.

"Get off me you pervert!!" I screamed on top of my voice.

He lets go of my hand and tried to snap my dress apart. I started hitting him with my free hand, screaming with the hope that someone would hear me and come for my rescue.

"Shut up, bitch!" He screamed into my face before reaching for my torn dress, trying to pull them further apart.

He starts unbuckling his pants and the sound of it instilled another type of fear inside of me.

My voice rose louder in a panicked scream "help!!"