Smut on the pole

-Holiday-

Work drags on tonight. I feel as if I'm back in high school when I would look at the clock hung on the wall all day and it never seemed to move or change. I tap my pen on the desk impatiently before looking back at the clock, still, it hadn't changed. I groan frustrated. I couldn't not be here again, what type of owner would I look like? 

'Oh look at the owner, he would rather go shag one of his workers than do his job. Oh wait, his job is to entertain, guess he takes it literally' I throw my pen at the wall in frustration. slouching back into my chair. The leather chair seemed to groan in unison with me. 

"You said it" I say as if its someone I could talk to. I turn in my chair to look out the window, there weren't as many people tonight as there usually has been. A quiet night is nice every once and a while, its laid back with less worry and concern for the dancers and staff. I run a hand through my tangled hair, maybe I should of brushed it? I unfocused my eyes from what was outside the window to see my reflection. 

I'd let myself go since I had started this place all those years ago. My hair was longer and messily drapped over my face like an emo kid going through their phase stage. My under eyes carries dark bags, I should sleep more. Is this what my adoptive dad would of wanted? He probably would frown upon me and tell me to look after myself better. And to treat Jack better... I keep  getting frustrated even though I was the one that agreed to letting him work in the club. I just want him all to myself as selfish as it is. I hate that I know and can see that others want him to. More worried now than ever for him to dance again after that incident that caused Ethan's death and Jack to be paralyzed. I'm being unreasonable, he just wants to make up for staying in my apartment even though I'm the one that brought him there and let him stay because he's my boyfriend. He shouldn't have to do work for me to make up for it.

Cheers and whistles bring be out of my thoughts. I look out the window to see Jack. "You son of a-" I curse out loud as I stand up and practically throw my chair through the wall. running for the door that lead to stairs. I practically fly down the stairs with the least amount of safety possible. When I reach the bottom door, I find a crowd surrounding the stage he was on. I can't get through I mentally growl and curse all of them. I can't stop him... I guess. I hesitantly smile a little upset. Tonight was meant to be his day off for him to catch up on the lack of sleep he gets from dancing every night. I can leave whenever I like and sleep in my office if I do need to be there. But for them, they drain their energy from 5 pm until 3 am with only two fifteen minute breaks within those hours since if they were longer then the customers get mad and rowdy for them to come back. 

I walk to the bar and order a non-alcoholic drink. I didn't feel like having the bitter dirt taste of beer in my mouth and didn't fancy an alcohol buzz from spirits or wine. 

"Isn't tonight Sean's night off?" Amy asks confused of Jacks presence.

"Yeah it is. But you know him, he does what he wants" I laugh off my frustration at him.  

"Your frustrated at him, aren't you?"

"It's hard not to be. He pushes himself too much"

"Mark, have you looked in the mirror lately? You don't exactly look like your caring much for yourself either." Amy offers a smile. "You need to take a break yourself. We can run this place without you for a while" she says concerned. I look over at her, seeing the concern and genuineness in her words. I look down and swirl the drink in my hand while contemplating how to answer. 

"I don't know, Amy. What would I do, running the Hotel and this place is all I do" 

"How about you take a break, even if it's just for a week or two? Take Sean and go on a holiday somewhere. Have some quality time all to yourselves, relax and come back refreshed" she says as she hands me another drink. "That ones on me"

"Thank you. But if I went away for that long, I would have to close the club temporarily. It's too long to have this place open without being here-"

"Put someone in charge while your away. Train them up to know how to run the place while your away. It would be good to then if you ever need a night off then someone knows what to do and how do do things so you can have time off." Amy explains excitedly as if she was the genius in the place. 

"Since you sound so excited of this idea, would you like to be the one in charge while I'm away?" I guess it sounds like a good idea. Some time off would be nice in all honesty" I smile happily that someone understood and accepted that I need a break. She nods wordlessly as she cups her hands over her mouth as tears form in her eyes.

"I'm honored you trust me for this role Mark. I won't let you down!"