Angel In The Club

Chapter 63

Jooey finally came to the destination at the front of the intimidating gate. The girls bustled out of the taxi.

"Thanks for the ride Jooey.". Amanda said as she waved after him, while he sped off down the street.

Britney and Amanda led the way while the girls, followed closely behind them. The gate was opened and they pushed it all the way and walked through and made sure to latch it behind them. Britney was so focused on her plan, she did not look down to see the tyre marks woven in the gravel and the boot tracks that were leading towards the driveway.

Britney never imagined what would be waiting for them, when they opened the front door or more specific, who. She was just thinking about her plan, that she would put in place. In fact it was a similar to the one they were walking into.

Amanda and Britney arrived at the front door and before Britney could push the key into the lock. She stopped abruptly. She did not know why she stopped but suddenly she felt uneasy in her body. It seemed as if, warning bells were ringing off in her head. Obviously she was being rational and overprotective about taking the front door.

There is no way Damian would know to come without him being the club and not seeing them. Even then surely he would have called Amanda to find out what happened right? That is unless Jareth told him what they were planning to do. He betrayed her trust before, it would be a stroll in the park for him to do it again.

"What's the holdup?" Sasukra said from behind them. "Can you just open the door please. I'm freezing out here."

Britney heard what she said but did not process it. She was too busy thinking about what to do next.  She had a bad feeling and the price of not listening to one's intuition, can practically be the death of you. She stepped back from the door with the key in her hands. Amanda gave her a puzzled look.

"I have a strong feeling. It's most likely nothing at all but I want to be sure and not put you guys in danger." She whispered to Amanda not wanting to scare the girls. Her breathe produced white clouds.

"So what do you want us to do?" She asked. Britney told her and passed the keys to Amanda. Amanda walked up to the door about to push the keys in when Courtney interjected. 

"Why is Amanda opening the door now, what's wrong?" She asked staring at Britney, her voice panicked and trembling.

"Nothing is wrong I just want you guys to follow her for now. I'll be there in a second."

"Do you think he's in there, I'm scared?" Courtney said putting on a face that did not move Britney. She was going to test out her theory that Courtney was somehow secretly working with Damian.

"I'm going to check out something around the back,you guys just go I'll catch up." Britney moved off from the front door and trudged towards the back of house. She was a few distance from the front door. When she arrived at the bay window on the left side of the building, she heard a distinctive pow sound. It was the sound of a gunshot and the girls were screaming.

Britney stopped dead in her tracks and felt the goose pimples take their place, on her now feverish skin. She started to run as the adrenaline coursed through her body and the wind blew through her hair. There was one person who would fire a gun and meet the girls at the entrance. Damian, he was here but who told him about their plan to come. Was it Courtney? She was a bit suspicious and she was a long-time favorite of his. Would she sell them out like this?

It is most likely Jareth with his history of being a liar and deceiver. She finally arrived at the back door that led to the kitchen. She pulled the door by the handle and saw where It was open but she had to pull a little harder. Still no luck. She pulled it one more time while planting her feet solidly on the ground; steadfast. The door protested and finally swung open. Britney stepped in walking cautiously into the darkroom. She carefully walked in the space, being careful not to hit over anything or bump into anything. She hoped that the girls were safe and no one was hurt. She felt her way past the cabinet, filled with Chinas, touching the glass and wood finishes. She then placed her hands on the mahogany dining table. 

She did not hear any voices now and wondered where that jackass, had taken them. When she left the kitchen and stepped into the living room. Her leg brushed against the center table causing a vase to hit the hardwood floor, smashing on impact the sound filling the room. Britney ran towards the couch and stooped down so as not to not be discovered. A moment later she heard a pair of footsteps clambering up the stairs the sound growing closer and closer until it stopped abruptly. Britney heard a tapping sound like someone was drumming their fingers on the table.

"I know your in here bitch. Just come out now and I'll probably change my mind from torturing you and finish you as quickly as possible." Damian said as cocky as ever as he walked about the room again, tapping his feet on the floor.

"I think you should know that trying to overrule me was a big mistake. Damian sneered still pacing. "You're going to be sorry when I get my hands on you!"

"This is your last chance you little whore." He said and this time he was much closer causing Britney's to be scared. He was right in front of the sofa that she was hiding behind and at any moment he was going to look over and see her. 

Britney had to think quick. She took up the largest piece of glass from the vase and placed in her hand as she heard the footsteps making their way in a 90% angle beside the sofa.  Suddenly she felt Damian grab her by her head, causing a sharp pain to radiate through her entire body. She didn't have a chance to lodge the glass deep into his legs. 

"You see, your nothing more than a fucking pathetic little girl and all those girl deaths are going to be your fault." He said 

His breath smelled like an awful mixture of marijuana and liquor. She squirmed but he was too strong. She plunged the shard into his forearm causing him to cry out in pain, like the hounded dog he was. Britney scrambled up to her feet and ran towards the foyer.

"You fucking bitch come back here, so I can ring head off," Damian screamed furious than ever. Britney ran to the stairs and stopped cold in her tracks, when she saw someone standing on the stairs, blocking her way.

"Courtney is that you?" She asked.

"Yes." The voice said.

Before she respond she felt the blunt force of a bat hitting her head and then she was overcome with blackness.

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