Trapped

Chapter 9:Gorilla

Bruno's P.O.V.

After Phil left I was so confused. I was angry, regretful, and lost. I was by myself because all the guys left. I felt that I lost my control. I know that Phil with never talk to me. And Arianna?! Hell I feel bad for what I did but I still need to feel control over somebody. I want to own them...dominate them. It's just my need to confine them. I look around at my destroyed house and realize that the guys left me here on the floor overnight.

I slowly get up but then realize Phil punched me in the ribs and I groan.

"Ughhhhh...Got damn Phil you couldn't have aimed anywhere else."

I start to walk upstairs to the bathroom. I look myself in the mirror and see all marks. I have a bloody nose and bruises all over my face. I lift up my shirt to see a big red mark on my stomach. I take off all my clothes and run the water to the point where it's boiling hot. I slowly get in and feel the water run over my bruises. It hurts like hell but it's feels good. I start washing all the blood off my body, cleaning myself, and washed my poofy hair. Once I finished I got out and looked at myself in the mirror. I saw most of the blood was gone but there were still marks on my face. I opened the cabinet to see some of Jessica's Foundation and a brush. By sheer coincidence we have the same complexion.

I take it and walk to my room. I am not staying in this house all night, so I decided to go to a club to find a chick to fuck with. I get dressed in some Black and White converse, Black skinny jeans, and a black tank top. I throw on some gold necklaces and grab my pick so I can tame the mane. Once it's to my liking I get the makeup and put a dab on the back of my hand. I always watched Jessica do her makeup so I know what to do. I put on my nose, under my eyes, and my cheeks. Once I'm done I spray on some cologne, grab my keys and wallet, and run for the door. It's gonna be a fun night.....

~The Club~

I got to the club, parked my car and smoked a cigarette. The name was X. I've never been here before so I was hoping nobody would notice me. When I walked in the music was blasting and just so happened to be 'Gorilla'. A small smirk crept on my face and was quickly dropped when I saw this sexy ass girl on the pole. She was wearing a black leather jacket with something underneath but I couldn't see. The way she moved her body in tune with the music turned me on so much.I can tell she noticed because she kept staring at me. She was teasing me. She moved up and down the pole with ease. She looked at me again and took of her jacket. Underneath she was wearing green and black lace lingerie. The song was coming to it's end and she starting doing flips and splits around the pole. When the song ended all the lights went out and when they came on she was gone.

The people in the club starting going crazy and clapping. I finally was able to move my legs and walked to the bar. I took a seat and handed the bartender 100 dollars and said "Keep the vodka coming". Once I couldn't see him anymore I took out a little dime size of cocaine and did 3 lines. I instantly felt the high. The bartender came back with 3 shots and I gulped all of them down. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her. The girl on the pole. God I want her. She changed in to a black silk robe. I would kill to see what's underneath. She came and took at seat next to me and we starting talking.

"Hey" she said

"Hey wassup"

"Nothing I saw you watching me on the pole."

"Hell yea you were very sexy up there"

"Thanks."

"My pleasure" As I watched her she had long curly jet-black hair. Her face was sweaty but her makeup was in tact. Her cheeks were pink and rosy and she had on a dark eye shadow that made her look mysterious and sexy. Her lips were so full and pretty pink color. She looked Indian.