Angel In The Club

CHAPTER 16

Damian appeared in the entrance of the kitchen with a cigarette dangling at the corner of his mouth. His bony,hairy chest was exposed due to the fact that he was only wearing boxer briefs and he blow pungent smoke in the air. Could he be anymore disgusting?

"I'm sorry Damian if we waked you up. I was just explaining some things to Britney here." Amanda said slowly in a low voice, Britney bets to not rile up the beast.

"Okay once you guys are just talking and this one is not trying to rage a riot." He said smiling in my direction obviously referring to me.Britney flexed and unflexed my fists in my lap. Everytime he was around she felt like there was a menacing, black cloud hovering over my head. Britney wondered if she was the only one that felt that way.

" No raging of riots here." Amanda said in a comical voice.

"Well you can continue. I will be going back to bed I have to get my rest for tonight because I want to see how some people perform."

"Okay, bye". Amanda said. Britney watch as he ascended the steps and disappeared around the corner.

"Will you allow me to continue explaining and then you can interject with your emotional outbursts, after I'm finished?"

"Sure go ahead."

"Okay thank you. I am going to tell you something that is a little provocative so I want you to just listen first. We always work when we have our periods. This causes us to not lose any unnecessary days or profit.If your period is particularly heavy you can wear a tampon and dance on the pole opting out of going to a room with a guest. Some girls attach a cotton wool which is sometimes undetectable to the guests they choose to escort to a room. It normally lasts up to 10-15 minutes at a time. I have an IUD which prevents me from seeing my period but you can make your own decision when it comes to how you will manage your period."

Britney have completely zoned out after she said they still 'work' while on their periods. Everyday that passes she discover just how insatiable these people really were. Amanda now sits staring at me waiting for me to make an outburst and storm out of the room but she just stare right back at and her.

" Any questions or outbursts?"

"Nope I'm fine."

"Okay and you will learn more things on the job. And also before I forget being in the club overtime means there will be instances where guys will develop feelings for you. It is highly prohibited to be in a relationship with the clients,okay.Well then you guys can go to your rooms now and get some more rest it's just after one now."

Britney follows the girls up the stairs to our rooms. Narumba parted ways with us saying she will be checking up on Sasukra . She dives onto the silky,satin sheets of my bed and stare up at the ceiling. She heard something clatter to the ground and look around the room frightened and see Courtney stepping into a bikini bottom, her top half was completely bare exposing her breasts. Britney turn around feeling a little uncomfortable why was she putting on a bikini anyway surely we weren't going to the beach.

"Where are you going aren't you going to rest for tonight?" She ask turning around when I'm sure she was fully dressed.

"I'm going at the back, to the ocean, you want to come?"

"Yeah sure, I don't feel tired anyway." Courtney then tosses a one piece bathing suit from out of the closet at me, it even still has the tag in place.

"You can take that, as you can see it's new."

Britney go into the bathroom to change and when she got back out Britney saw Narumba and Sasukra all in bikinis as well. We take the same steps that lead to the balcony and then we walk out onto the beach. There is no beautiful white sand similar to Jamaica's beaches here. In fact there are lot of rocks where the sand should be partially blocking the water but the water is no less majestic. The girls immediately take to the water and she follow behind them. Britney slowly ease my body into the ocean and allow the now considerably warm water to soothe my tension filled muscles. They all seemed to be great swimmers and we even ventured out in the deep end of the ocean where our feet could not easily reach the ocean floor.

Britney ventured out there with them not wanting to be left alone. She was not as advanced in swimming as they were.She only picked up the basics at highschool where we had a pool to practice. Britney placed my head under the water when everyone else was busy racing towards a rock and opened my eyes underneath it.

Britney always loved this element. She admired the fact that even though it was beautiful it a had a deadly ability to drown its victims. She felt her body drifting even deeper now and she fought desperately against the strong current in order to resurface. No matter how much she fought she felt like there was a dominant force pushing me under still. It really didn't help that Britney could not feel the ocean floor with my feet. Britney couldn't even scream for help and she wondered if she should even try, probably this was for the best.

The darkness is back. I'd like to say this to someone and have them 'right off the bat' understand what it means. I want someone to know that this line is a cry for help,a smoke signal, a red flag. It's the words HELP ME written in bold black letters flashing in neon lights above taverns in late November. When the leaves have flown off branches to inhabit the ground below. I am huddled in a tight ball in the dark. All the windows and doors are locked prohibiting even the tiniest bit of light to stream through. I am in the middle of frost cold water without the sight of any stretch of land within miles. The seaweeds are now firmly lacing around my calves securing their hold as I desperately try to stay afloat without avail. I am drowning, drowning ,drowning in my own sorrows.

Britney felt a rough hand grope the fabric of my bathing suit and she  buoyant up coughing out salt water. She wipe the excess water out of my eyes and see that it is Narumba.

" Britney I thought I had lost you a little there, can I ask you a personal question?" Narumba asked while the other two girls were also in close proximity to me now. Britney wondered if they were judging her or even noticed she had given up on purpose.

"Yes sure what's up". Britney said choking a  bit.

"Are you a virgin? I saw how you reacted when Amanda told you about the escort work, and I just thought maybe you were. I was just not sure".

" Yes I am." Silence accompanied my answer and she hang my head low feeling totally crushed by my present reality and the immense guilt for what Britney was trying to do earlier. This was not how she imagined spending my Summer holiday:trying to commit suicide or being pitied, she felt so hopeless.

Britney heard a loud splash as I felt the force of arms wrapping tightly around my body all there faces pressing against my cool skin. Britney exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holding. Britney realized at that moment that it was the first time since I've arrived here that I've felt less alone. All of them were victims just like she was but yet they still managed to smile and live life. If that was not strength she don't know what was.

These young women were living through this nightmare everyday and they still didn't allow it to break them.Could she do that too, could Britney find the strength to live through this and be able to tell the tale?