Lovesick | JERRIE

25.

Everything went well. Perrie hadn't gone to the club for a few days, neither consumed any alcohol.

Until...

The first days were rather easy to handle. But when the week started over again Jade had to return to work. Perrie alone was not able to restrain herself much. Even tho she was constantly reminding herself that she did it for the future with Jade. At some point, the animalistic appetite possessed her and Jade went extinct.

Nonetheless the club was still closed, Perrie took the diabolical path to her vice. Fuck. Jade was not gonna be satisfied with the results. Perrie was about to get drunk again and the whole process would be wasted. Whatever, Jade was at work when she had a fine ass billionaire at home. Meant Jade preferred to not disappoint Jed, Perrie was left as a plan B again.

Her fist started pounding on the glass door. She knew the filthy manager was always in this damn place. And she was right. A big silhouette slipped from the dark inside and rotated keys in the lock.

"Perrie Edwards? Isn't it early?"

Fuck this name. Each time it reached her ears, she was about to throw up.

"Yes, it is." Perrie pushed a nice amount of cash in his hand.

"You are welcome at any time." he moved to make her way.

Not even the staff had arrived yet. So, Pez went behind the bar and served herself a shot of vodka. Gulping it at once. Then another one. The liquid inflamed her throat with the familiar sensation of being free.

"The girls are not here so far." the manager positioned on one of the chairs next to the bar; smoking his cigarette without paying much attention to Pez who was devouring shot after shot.

"How is your father?"

If they didn't ask for Alex, the question would be about her father. As if Perrie was not a human too. But honestly, she never gave an appropriate answer when it came to her tho.

"Still rich."

"Lucky him."

Perrie hated small talks. What's the point in asking about something that you obviously didn't care? People were confusing.

"I will take that and... is Chloe gonna be here tonight?"

"Oh, I don't know, kid. The girls' schedules are very versatile. I just require their quantity for the night. Then taking seventy percents from what people pay."

Seventy percents?! These girls were left literally underpaid for pleasuring clients that were not Perrie Edwards. Woah, at least she tipped them nice every time.

"If she comes, send her. Just not this Lucy thing."

The man gutturally laughed.

"Why?" his vulgar smirk playing on his face.

"She is literally irrelevant." Perrie muttered and made him laugh again.

She walked off to the private room with a bottle of her favourite vodka. Pez betrayed Jade once more.

"Edwards."

"Ugh?" Perrie turned to face him.

"Why did you ask for Chloe? You two seem close."

"How close can you be with a slut further than her pussy?" Perrie mocked but didn't mean it; she actually liked Chloe.

"Right. Smart kid. They all lying and slipping off." he answered and sunk in his thoughts; slowly sucking from the cigarette.