Sticks and Stones - A Stalker Romance

Chapter 4 Larson

Drake pulls the car around the front of Dexter. The place is raging tonight. There's people lined up at the front door waiting to get in. Drake circles around the car coming to my door and opening it.

"Let me know when you're ready to leave sir and I'll be here to pick you up" Drake says.

"Thanks Drake." I say as I clap is shoulder.

Walking into Dexter always is nice, being the owner is amazing. The place is big and has red walls all the way around, there's a huge open bar, and poles for the dancers or for people when they're drunk enough. I beeline through the huge crowd of people heading straight to my office. I sit at my desk and open my files looking over our expenses. A little time past and there's a knock at the door.

"Come in" I yell.

Margot the newest bartender walks in, she's cute with silky brown hair, tall, slender, and has brown eyes. But, I didn't want to hire her. Her past jobs were fucked and her references were terrible but she works hard as hell.

"Hi. Mr Bentley, sorry to disturb you but Garrett has arrived and asked me to come inform you" she says shyly.

"Thanks Margot let him know I'm almost finished would ya?"

"Yes sir, do you need anything?"

"No Margot I'm fine thank you"

With that she smiles leaving me alone to work.

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Finishing up looking trough everything with the club, I grab my jacket and head to the vip section where Garrett is. When I get to the table I notice Harrison finally made it. It's only 10:30 and I'm ready to get drunk as hell. There's some women around the table flirting with both of them. I sit down and we all cheer taking a shot of whiskey together.

"So how was today with that college girl?" Garrett asks Harrison.

"Actually she seems really nice, nothing like I thought. I'm kind of mad at myself for calling her trailer trash, but I still don't trust her. Also she's hot as fuck" Harrison says laughing.

"Oh really what does she look like?" I ask.

"She's a little taller then my sister, slender on for the most part, but has a good ass" he laughs, "she's got long chocolate colored hair with blue eyes. She looks a lot different then I thought ya know?"

"And what is it that you thought? Some hillbilly with no teeth and a piece of straw hanging out of her mouth?" Garrett says while laughing so hard it was almost hard to hear what he said.

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We sit around for a while, we talk, drink, and let the dancers press up against us as they flirt with us. We're all having a great time.

Getting bored of talking I take the dancer whose been pressed to me all night and drag her to the bathroom with me. It's Lynda, one of the dancers we hired when we hired Margot. I don't kiss her, or show her any affection. I push her against the wall as I start to pull her skirt up to fuck her really quick.

"Mhhhm that feels so good" she moans as I rub her legs pushing her skirt further up her body. She try's to kiss me, but I push her face away. Then there's a pounding on the door.

"Fuck off" I yell breathing heavy.

I go back to Lynda then the pounding on the door continues. Fuck. I let go of her and rip the door open to see Harrison and Garrett.

"Sorry, but I gotta head out, Marco just fucking called and said he needed to go pick up my sister and her new college friend because they're stranded at some fucking party drunk off their ass." Harrison growls. Anger looting off him. His sister doesn't party. This must be this little trailer trash girl getting into poor Liz's head. Damn, I was hoping this girl would help Liz get out more but shit, this isn't want we wanted.

Telling Lynda to get the hell out, I look at Harrison, "I'll have Drake take us to go get them."

"Alright man let's go" he says as we head outside to my car.

Garrett follows behind and then stops us, "I'm gonna head back inside, if you both have this handled?" We look at him and nod and then we tell Drake the directions to this college party on the other side of town and head that way.

"What else did Marco say?" I ask Harrison, whose fuming with anger.

"Not fucking much!" He yells, breathing hard he looks at me, "I don't mean to yell at you, but shit man. She's been here a day. ONE FUCKING DAY!" He's still breathing hard." I knew I shouldn't have trusted some trailer trash low life with my sister. Marco said she called him to come get her because they couldn't find my fucking truck, and they're both drunk off their ass and can't drive anyways." I've never seen Harrison so mad in my life.

I can't believe this new college girl thought it was a good idea to drag someone like Liz to a party. What the hell was she thinking. She's from Tennessee so she doesn't know what party's can be like here. They could've been drugged or some shit and she didn't even think about that or Liz. We pull up to the address and get out of the car looking for Liz and this new college girl.