Four Boys and One Girl

Chapter 22

FOUR BOYS, ONE GIRL AND 1 CRAZY HIGH SCHOOL YEAR

CHAPTER 22

This chapter is dedicated to @mazimai (I've been saving this chapter for her <3)

Sid, Cain, Colin, Matt and Clayton hummed to Christmas carols as we drove down the empty road. Once in a while, a few trucks or rickety cars would pass by but other than that, it was just us on the road.

My heart thumped in fear, and all the boys were doing were singing to Christmas carols. We could get mugged or robbed or even raped to the max and they sat down singing horribly to jingle bells in the middle of the year.

Colin finally pulled up in front of a small house that was decorated with multi-colour lights. Music from inside filled the streets and outside, you could see a few people drinking and making out.

A bar?

The boys jumped out of the car and I followed suit. Straining my eyes, I read "Madam Harp" scripted in bold letters on top of the building. What kind of name was Madam Harp?

Colin walked beside me, slinging an arm on my shoulder. He smiled when he saw the terrified look on his face. "I told you to relax Carl, you're going to love this."

I almost gave him smack on the back of his head. "Colin, you brought me here unwillingly – which by the laws of the United States of America, is considered kidnapping. Put me in a car with a bunch of men and drove me to an isolated place with a bar or whatever this place is and yet you tell me to be calm?" I ranted out in one breath.

Colin only laughed at my expression and looked forward. "Trust me Carl,"

We reached the front door and Sid grinned, pressing the doorbell anxiously, his face lit up as if Christmas presents lay behind the door.

The door knob twisted and revealed what was inside the house. Oh. My. God.

My eyes nearly fell out of their sockets when I saw what was in front of me. A woman in stripper heels and clothes that barely covered her body, stood before us popping gum like nobody's business.

Colin freaking brought me to a fucking harlot parlor? Was he crazy? Did those things even exist in places like Pittsburgh? Or even America?

She grinned, exposing a set of yellowish brown teeth when she saw us.

"Colin, boys," she said in a strong southern accent. "How you doing?" She popped her gum nastily.

Ew.

"Hi, Madam Harp," Colin gave her a charming smirk. "How have you been?"

"Better boy," She looked over at me. "So, I see you brought fresh-meat eh?"

"Yeah," Colin smiled, pushing me forward. "This is Carl. I brought him here to have some fun."

What damn fun? I threw up a little in my mouth; trying really hard not to pass out there and then. I was not a guy for God's sakes and harlot parlors where definitely not attractive or "fun".

"Good." She shot me a flirty smile and I gagged. "Harp's got this one,"

Got who? What? I turned around and started run-walking to the car. I was going to find my way back home, even though I had no idea where I was.

Colin terminated that plan by reaching forward and yanking me back in place. "We're going in Madam Harp."

The woman shifted and if I say my eyes didn't pop out, then I'd be lying. Inside the room were different women and men, the men either hopeless or cheating on their wives. I turned to run but the door was closed and Madam Harp blocked my way and shot me a flirty smile.