My Mother Fucking Stepbrothers

Chapter Thirty Nine

Oh my god I'm so excited, I fix my hair in the mirror and grab my purse.

Sneakily I run down the stairs and out the house, thank god the guys never heard me.

I open the door to the night club and like it's super noisy just like I imagined. There's loads of guys sitting at tables observing the stunning strippers and dancers on the stage as the whole place glowed a deep, blood red.

I walk over to the bar where I'll be working, the manager comes into my view.

"You're name?" The manager asks.

"Scarlett," I say smiling.

"Okay, Charles," he says holding his hand out for me to shake.

"You'll be working with Trey and Gabriel tonight. Also I'll be keeping a close eye on you to see how you get on, so get to work cause it's going to be a busy night," he says and walks away.

I turn around to be met with Gabriel, what is he doing here?

"Gabriel?" I question.

"Scarlett what are you doing here?" He asks confused.

"I'm starting work here, what about you?" I ask.

"I started a couple of months ago, but anyways its good to see you again," he smiles.

"Yeah you too," I say smiling.

I look over to Trey as I'm going to introduce myself to him but he rolls his eyes and walks away to start serving customers.

What's his deal?

"Don't worry about him, he's kind of cold to people at first but then over time he's kind of cool," he says and begins to serve the men arriving in.

Okay...

I watch the guys serve a couple of customers to see how they pour the drinks out, looks pretty simple.

"Hi, what can I get you?" I ask bubbly.

"I'll just have a Stella beer," the man says gruffly.

I grab a glass and hold it under the machine, I try my best to make it look as professional possible.

I pass the man his beer "thanks," he says and pays for his drink.

"No problem," I say and serve a couple more customers.

Most customers kept asking me to serve them instead of the guys which is a bit weird not going to lie.

A man who looks in his mid twenties steps up to the bar.

"Hey, what can I get you?" I ask politely.

"Can I get two grouse whiskeys," he says and looks back at his friend who looks the same age.

"Of course," I say and get to making it.

I pass the man his two whiskeys and as I do he places his large hand over mines.

I awkwardly smile and move my hand away "um thats-" I say but he cuts me off by grabbing my wrist harshly and placing money into my hand.

"Your kinda sexy keep the change and can I get your number," he asks smirking.

"um no sorry," I say.

I gasp as he instantly tightens his grip on my wrist pulling me further towards him literally dragging me over the bar.

"Ouch, sir please let go," I say politely as possible as the manager may be watching.

He chuckles evilly "how about that number first?" He asks again.

"um sorry but no," I say. Suddenly he pushes my arm away making me stumble and fall to the ground.

Fuck my ass hurts.

He chuckles loudly along with his friend. "Your fucking ugly anyways you little slut!" He shouts at me.

The fuck is his problem?

Gabriel helps me up "you alright?" He asks softly.

I dust off my dress "yeah, I'm fine," I say.

The man grabs his drink and smashes it on the floor making it shatter into a million pieces.

Gabriel instantly grabs the shovel and brush "no no you ain't gonna clean it, I want her to clean it," the man says pointing directly at me.

I gulp and take the brush and shovel from Gabriel, walking around the bar I bend down to clean up the shards of glass scattered everywhere.

I hear the two men laugh behind with a couple of other guys now joining in.

I turn my head to the side to see what they're laughing at, which was him standing behind me humping the air just above me.

I stand up with the shovel and brush, shockingly the man grabs my waist and humps the back of me. He pushes my back down making me bend over as he continues to hump himself against my ass.

What a sick asshole.

That's it. I've had enough!

I drop the shovel and brush dropping all the glass, I grab the man's arm stepping forward I turn to face him while twisting his arm making him shout in pain.

"Ahh Fuck!" He shouts.

All the men stop laughing as they all hold the look of shock on they're faces.

I'm still am not finished with this fucker.

I launch my knee up directly aiming for his dick, he screams and falls to the ground holding himself.

All the guys at the bar erupt with ooooos as they watch the man cry in pain.

The security guards finally comes and takes away the man and also his friend, chucking them out the club.

I continue to clean the mess and get straight back to work as Gabriel and Trey stare at me surprised.

"What?" I ask them.

"Nothing," they both say in unison as they shrug they're shoulders and get back to serving the customers.

That's what I thought.

My shift flew in quick and it's time for me to go home, the manger approaches me.

"Scarlett, you did not bad. Obviously I would have sent the guards a lot quicker but I just wanted to see how you would handle the situation. And, I'm impressed, I'll see you on your next shift. Goodnight," he says and winks while walking away.

I sigh in relief as I say goodbye to Gabriel and not Trey as he's still ignoring me.

I speed walk home in the dark and made it back safely.

I sneak in through the door and run upstairs to my room, stripping from my clothes I lay on my bed tired as fuck.

What a fucking day am I right?