Flawless

Chapter 3

I woke up to my body feeling completely sore. I struggled to stand up. Once I made it back into the locker room and saw what they had done to me. Tears fell from my eyes. I wasn't crying because of the beating or rape but more so because of the bruises it left. I didn't want my daughter to see me like this. I checked my phone, I had a bunch of missed calls from Elise. I clicked on the missed call and waited for her to answer.

"Arnell where are you, I was worried sick. Myra been asking about you all morning" she said.

"I'm fine just had a late night at the club. I have some important stuff I need to handle on this side of town so Ima stay at a hotel for a few nights" I replied back.

"You know Myra doesn't like you being away from her for days. I feel like there's something your not telling. Just come home" she pleaded.

"I'm fine...tell Myra I love her, I'll call again later on tonight when I'm at the hotel" after I said that I hung up the phone.

I sat looking at myself in the mirror, wiping off the old makeup and dried up blood. When I was done I grabbed my stuff and limped my way out the club. I drove off towards a hotel. While I was waiting for a room key. The sound of the elevator opening caught my attention. I turned my head away from the front desk and watch as four guys came walking out. One stood out though, he held a tight expression on his face. He was fine though. While the other guys around him walked out laughing and joking around, he continued on with a nonchalant attitude.

I could tell by the way he dressed and from his whole aura that his name held weight in the streets. I've came across a lot of drug dealers. I could easily decipher which guys ran the streets from the guys who worked the streets. I guess I was staring too long cause before he completely stepped out he made sure to look at me and let me know that he had caught me staring.

His eyes were a piercing greenish hazel color. They popped out even more because his skin was on the darker side of the spectrum. I quickly looked away and brung my attention back to the lady at the front desk. She had finished typing stuff in her computer and handed me my key card. I always kept extra hygiene products and clothes with me so I didn't need to go home to get anything.

Once I made it to my room I took a much needed shower. I stayed in there for half an hour scrubbing my body and letting my thoughts consume me. When I got out I applied ice to my bruises. Most would think after a traumatic night like that I would leave from the club but I wasn't going to let nothing stop me from continuing on with my grind. Those bitches may have caught me off guard once but I'll show them.

For the rest of the day I chilled in my room and ordered room service. When night time came, I got up so I could get ready for the club. Sure I was still sore but I was a tough girl so I wasn't going to let that stop me. I covered up all my bruises and decided to wear a little more than usual. My body was still peaking through the sexy outfit I chose but it wasn't as exposing as my normal outfits. I put a basic sweatsuit over it before I walked out.

As I made my way out my hotel room, I saw the same guys from earlier leaving their rooms. Funny how when you notice someone, you tend to run into them when you least expect it. We all got into the elevator. The guy  I noticed was too busy in his phone while the others stole glances of me. When the elevator finally reached the first level, I walked off first.
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I arrived at the club and made my way to the back. There stood Tink looking at herself in the mirror. She didn't notice me walking towards her. I came behind her and slammed her face into the desk. When I pulled her face back by her hair, her nose started to leak. I swiftly pulled out my pocket knife and held it against her throat.

"The next time you come at bitch, I'll kill you" I said dragging the knife lightly across her skin. I put the knife away and threw her on the ground stomping her with my 10inch heels. "Let this be known for the rest of your goons...I'M (kick) NOT (kick) TO (kick) BE (kick) FUCKED (kick) WITH" I yelled.

I walked out and headed towards Mike office. He looked spooked to see me at first but then tried to hide with a smirk. "Daddy's girl back for more" he said. "Yes Daddy" I said seductively. I did my best sexy walk and made it over to his desk. I pushed his chair back from the desk and sat on his lap. I whispered dirty stuff into his ear making him aroused. I held one arm behind my back and in my hand was my pocket knife. I watched as he smiled ear to ear. Then before he could even comprehend what had happened. I stabbed him in his thigh. I twisted the knife as I whispered into his ear. "Is this what you wanted Daddy? How do you like having something jabbed inside of you? " I smirked.
"You crazy bitch" he cried out. "You got that right and let this be a lesson learned the next time you want to touch me" I yelled cutting his hand.

"I'll send Coco to come in and patch you up" I said while walking out. Coco was in school to be a doctor so whenever a stripper or anybody at the club got hurt, she was there to patch them up when she wasn't out working the floor.

After informing Coco about the mess I made in the back, I went to work up in the VIP section. When I got up there, I saw the same group of guys from the hotel. Is this some kind of sign? I thought to myself. Once I made my way up on the mini stage in front of the them, they all looked up. The one I found attractive seemed amused at the sight. Once I started to dance I couldn't help but to make eye contact with those hazel eyes. It like he was looking into my soul as I danced around the pole. I looked back at him as I gave them a nice view of my fat ass.

Tired of the eye battle, I closed my eyes allowing the music to run through me. I never practiced any routines for the stage. I just let it flow naturally. When I was done dancing on stage, one the guys tried to grab me a little too rough for my liking and put me on his lap. A flashback of last night and the roaming hands on my body ran through my mind. Something came over me and my hand flew across the guy's face. He stood up instantly, pushing me down to the ground and got ready to hit me but hazel eyes quickly grabbed him and told him to chill in a demanding tone. The guy sat back down mean mugging while hazel eyes held an expressionless look.

Now I was never the type to be afraid of protecting myself from a man or woman. I've been in multiple situations where I had to defend myself against a guy. I have never felt intimidated by no one but I guess there's a first time for everything. Hazel eyes threw another $100 bill at me then ordered me to get up. He nodded his head toward the entrance of the VIP section signaling me to leave. I was suppose to work the VIP section for another two hours but I was scared to go against him so I left.

I grab my stuff in a hurry and rushed out the club. I decided that I would take a break from the club. I would just chill at the hotel for the next few days and let my body completely heal then go home to my baby.