Ghosted.

Chapter 5.

Canary turned around finding herself wholly unprepared for this situation.
"Come. Sit" Red said,patting the chair.
Swallowing the lump in her throat,her face red from his suggestion. She crossed her arms and averted her gaze from him. "I'm good here,thanks"
She didn't know why he made her so uncomfortable.

"Okay,suit yourself" he took out his phone.
"You have your phone with you... You should call someone to help us"
"I would have if there was reception"
"So how long are we going to be here for?" She eyed him.
"A couple of hours"
"Oh.. "
"The whole night maybe"
"The whole night!?"
"I believe that's what I said"
"I can't be here all night... With you" she echoed.
She never thought she could ever be in his presence for so long and alone. She'd probably die of nervousness.
"Why?" He sat up straight. "Scared that you won't be able to resist this" he gestured at his body.

Her brows furrowed. "No offense Boss, but you're not my type"
"Red" he corrected her.
"What?"
"Call me Red" he leaned back into his chair "and what is your type?"
She cleared her throat "I don't think that's any of your concern Red"
He chuckled at her. Red knew he made her restless.
"Alright Lady"

Minutes passed and Canary's legs began to hurt her. She shivered as a cool breeze graced her skin.
Red noticed and sighed.
"Seriously lady. Come and sit. You're hurting yourself and look you're cold"
"I have a name Y'know" she said as she took slow steps towards him.

He shot her smile. He moved over so she could sit.
For a minute,he faced out,taking in her view from the side as she hugged herself close.

Red put his left arm around her shoulders and his other hand around her waist. He pulled her close to his chest.
She tensed.
"What do you think you're doing?" She asked, panic evident in her eyes. She tried to push him away but his biceps were nothing compared to her tiny hands.
"Relax,I'm trying to keep you warm" he soothed "I won't bite. Not unless you want me to. " he smirked.

Feeling the heat,Canary pressed her lips together and shook her head.
"So tell me..Why's there so much pain in your eyes?" He asked softly. His face only inches from hers.
"I don't want to talk about it" she couldn't look away if she tried. But she wasn't comfortable talking about her past with him. Especially him.

"Alright then" he didn't push her. He had a feeling she'd get upset if he did and he didn't want that.
 
Canary's fingers grazed his chest a little. His breath hitched. He was shocked at how her touch affected him. Canary was now aware of how close their bodies were and she couldn't pull away... She didn't want to.

His eyes moved over to her lips and the instant their mouths met,every bit of worry that had burned in Canary melted away and in came sensation.
They kissed with the involvement of tongues.
He pulled down the hands of her dress to get a better feel of her breasts. Her sensitive breasts rubbed against his chest making him groan.

He stroked her breast with every ounce of gentleness,taking her in his mouth. He licked and sucked her nipples with need.

Canary let out soft moans. She had attempted to hold it in but failed.
"Kiss me" he whispered. And she did so. Like it was the most natural thing to do.
The sound of the door interrupted their moment. Canary was glad the storage was dark if not she would have died of embarrassment.

"We fixed it Boss!" The Barman said.
Canary got up to leave but he dragged her back and peck her lips before leaving her in dark.

..........
All was peaceful and dim In Club 48 as everyone closed from their shift. If there had been any disturbance that night,the only evidence of it would be from the churning of Canary's stomach. She had this bad feeling. She felt uneasy and the thought of Dante crossed her.

Shivering, she waved it off.
"You should cover up and go home" Red said. Throwing her coat at her.
She gave him a look,catching the coat Swiftly. "You don't have to tell me twice"
"You'll be working a full shift tomorrow. I Advice you get here early"
She stopped in her tracks"But tomorrow's my day off" she said tiredly.
"Well,not anymore" he slid his hands in his pocket. "You have just one thing to do. One thing. Serve drinks and look pretty. But you walk around doing nothing. I don't pay you get lost in your thoughts,moping."
"I-"
"And you always have an excuse. For fuck sake Canary pay attention." He scolded her.

She stared at him,holding his gaze and saying nothing. He didn't have to talk to her like that. She didn't deserve to be humiliated in front of the whole staff.
She choked back the tears that threatened to fall "if throwing my body at men and working till I'm weak would make you happy,then that is what I will do.. Boss" venom laced in her tongue.

Canary walked out in tears. She wouldn't let him see her cry. That bastard. She blamed herself for this. She let him touch her. Well,never again. She thought to herself.

Oppressively heavy and cold,the weather fit her mood. Her stomach lurched as she felt someone following her. She turned around to see a man in black hoodie walking towards her. She ran hard and fast,letting raindrops mix with sweat and tears until her legs screamed.
She found her way to an alley,hiding behind a trash can. She didn't stay long. She was too wet and too scared.
After standing in a corner for the briefest minute,she retracted her steps towards the club.
Falling to ground, she felt a sharp pain behind her head. Someone had hit her.
With blurry eyes she looked up to the figure. He removed his hoodie,revealing his face.
"It's time to go home baby" Dante said. A sinister
Smile crept his face as she fell into unconsciousness.