Save you

Chapter 15

“Goodnight Harry.” I smiled at him and walked into my room shutting the door. I ran over to my bed and jumped on it stuffing my face in the pillow letting out a scream. That screamed contained every emotion ever. What is going on?

 I sat back up looking over at my clock. It was 10:30… ugh I didn’t want to go work… but I had to. I looked through my drawer for my little outfit and put it on. I put on a pair of sweatpants and sweat shirt before walking outside on my balcony and sliding down. “Sorry Harry.” I whispered as I walked off the property.

By the time I got to the building I had five minutes to get ready. As I sat there in my dressing room finishing up my make up the door opened. A man about 28 walked in. He was tall and very fit. “My name is Eric. I am the new club owner.” He smiled at me with a creepy smiley as he walked closer.

“Uh okay… I’m Leila…”

“Right the young one. You’re very beautiful… very. Fit as well!” He came over and caressed my cheek. He looked me up and down.  I backed away a bit feeling uncomfortable.

“Uh thank you…”

“Anytime. So as the new owner I’m making a few changes around here… you’re the youngest so of course they want to see more of you. And by more I mean less… on the clothing.”

“Oh… no, no my contract says I do what I feel comfortable. I am not walking around on stage in less clothes. That would mean I would be naked.” I told him reaching over to my jewelry.

“Listen princess… you’re going to do what I say okay? You’re going to go out there and please those men by stripping into nothing. Got it?” He stared intensely at me. He was scary… creepy… and anything else along those lines.

“I said I’m not going to. I have some dignity.” I replied bluntly. Next thing I knew there was a stinging sensation in my cheek. I looked at this guy in disbelief. Did he really just fucking slap me?

“I said do it.” He gritted his teeth at me. “Or there will be consequences.” He was honestly really scary. I would have gladly kicked his ass if he wasn’t so big and scary. He slapped me again on the cheek and I whimpered at the contact. “Now get out there and dance that pretty little ass off.” I got up walking quickly pass him. He slapped my ass as I walked up to side stage. I watched as he walked off to around the corner. He rushed back towards me quickly.

“Wait get over here.” He said sternly to me. “Instead you have a private dance. But that doesn’t mean the rules change got it?”

“I don’t do private dances.” He gripped my wrist firmly and pulled me around the corner. He kept squeezing my wrist sure to leave a bruise. I was just glad it wasn’t the other one that I had cut the other day.

“I’m tired of the attitude. You’re going to listen to your new boss.” He placed his hand on my neck pressing down.

“Stop.” I gasped as he pushed harder.

“Do what I say.”

“Okay.” I sighed as he let go. I fell down to my knees gasping for air. Once he walked away I walked back into my dressing room to get ready. I looked in the mirror and my neck was reddish blue meaning a bruise was coming. I always bruised easily even as a kid. I grabbed my things placing them in the bag because there was no way in hell I was staying here. Once I made sure everything was cleared out I opened my door slowly. There was no sign of Eric so I quickly ran down the hall to the back exit. The door was locked when I got there. I kept on pushing it and pushing it but it wouldn’t budge. I looked over and saw a window, it was a little high up but I’m sure I could jump… I walked over to the window and pushed it open, I threw my bag in and I heard it hit the ground. It was a small window and I started wondering if I could get through. I grabbed onto the ledge and pulled myself up. Having good upper body strength really came in handy… Once I got myself up I pulled myself through the window. It wasn’t a far drop so I easily touched the ground. It let out into an alley, a dark alley. I picked up my bags and quickly jogged down the alley way out into the open street. Before I walked away I looked at the building one last time. “See ya. It’s been good…” I started walking down the street not looking back. Harry got what he wanted… I guess you could call this me quitting.