Rolling my eyes, I decided I should just get on with it. I went through the stage entrance, hit the lights, and started the music, Tic Tok by Ke$ha. I went onstage, dancing the best I could, and slowly stripping for him. Before I knew what happened, he’d leapt onto the stage. Shocked, I backed towards the stage entrance, yelling, “Who do you think you are?! This club has rules! You can’t get up here!”
He smacked me across the face. “Who do you think you are? You left me, bitch? You don’t get to leave, unless I toss you away. And I wasn’t done using you.” He grabbed my arm, yanking me towards him. “So, I tell you what. You be a good little bitch and fuck me right now, and I may let you finish your night with others. And then you’ll come home to me. Got it?”
I did the only thing I could think of: I kicked him in the balls. He immediately released me, and I grabbed my clothes, trying to put them on as I ran. I could hear him cussing and then following me, and I tried to run as fast as I could in my heels to the bar, to safety. I didn’t make it, as I felt his hand grab my left wrist and yank me off my feet. I fell backwards, onto the floor. He yanked me up, cussing me with every breath. “Now you’re going to be a dead bitch, Chas, a very dead bitch!”
I struggled with everything I had, trying to free myself, but to no avail. I started yelling, hoping someone would hear me over the loud music. “LET GO OF ME, BEN! LET GO!”
Just as I was starting to give up all hope, I felt someone move behind me. A deep, magnificent voice started speaking over my shoulder to Ben. “The lady asked you to let her go. I recommend that you do so, before I knock your fucking teeth down your nasty-ass throat.”
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Lifeline (Jacoby Shaddix Short Story)
Roman pour AdolescentsVenice Thomas, aka Chastity Passion, is a dancer at a club. When her abusive ex fiancee comes calling, Venice finds an unlikely savior in gorgeous Papa Roach frontman Jacoby Shaddix. Will he be her Lifeline?
