The Club
Chapter: 4
Author: BabyWolfGurl
Disclaimer: I do not own CSS; but this story is mine so there!!!
Summary: The girls have all had terrible lives until they meet each other and take their lives into their own hands. Finally they are somewhere they belong until a group of guys come and revile secrets that they would never of imagined. What does it all mean? How will it change their look on life? And what happens when love gets involved.
-Story-
-Kitchen-
Eriol was sitting across from Syaoran, who was eating a bowl of cereal as he studied the box, drumming his fingers on the table as he watched.
"Stupid puzzle." Syaoran said pushing the box away. "I swear they have had the same one for over two years now." He glanced at his friend as he tried not to smile. Eriol was his friend, but pissing him off just seemed to be so much fun.
"Syaoran," Eriol said politely in a tight voice. "Why don't you take that puzzle and shove it up your. . ."
"Eriol!" A sharp voice snapped from the doorway. Both guys' heads whipped toward the voice to see six heads popping around their employer. "If you would kindly watch your language in front of out guests.
"Yes, of course, Sir." Eriol said standing up and brushing off his shirt nervously as he glanced as Syaoran who had also risen and was now running water in his empty bowl at the sink.
"Now," The man said turning to the girls, who were still curious about the man in front of them and why exactly they were there. "Perhaps you all would like some breakfast?" The girls all nodded in agreement.
"Um," Eriol spoke up a bit shakily. "All we have is cereal and no milk." He glanced over at Syaoran who was now leaning against the counter with his muscular arms crossed over his defined chest, an annoyed look on his face. "It seems that Syaoran has just used the last of it."
"I see." The man paused, thinking. "Well Eriol, if you would kindly take the girls out then? Of course only you wouldn't mind pancakes, there is a delicious little place not far from here." He looked at the girls questioningly.
"That would be great." Sakura spoke up after Tomoyo elbowed her in the side as Rika and the others laughed quietly.
"Well then its settled." He turned back to Eriol as more guys began to filter into the kitchen. "Eriol would you?"
"Not a problem." Eriol said as Syaoran looked smug as he smirked thinking he wouldn't have to do anything.
"Syaoran if you would help Eriol." The smirked instantly dropped from is face.
"But. . ." He tried to think of a reason he couldn't go.
"The girls will, although out of the city, need some protection."
"Eriol can handle. . ."
"Syaoran it's not an option."
"Fine," Syaoran answered curtly as he walked toward the door leading to the garage. "I'll be outside." As he half closed half slammed the door shut behind him.
The girls looked cautiously back and forth, except Sakura, whose eyes were still glued to the door. Tomoyo nudged Mei Lin and they exchanged knowing glances as they watched their friend's curious behavior, secretive smiles spreading across their faces.
-Restaurant-
The girls were actively eating and laughing sitting around a large table in the little old-fashioned mom and pop restaurant, finally able to act normal without the need to wonder who was watching. Eriol, Conner and Kaleb were seated with the girls talking and answering any questions they asked, while Syaoran had stayed outside claiming he was hungry and was going to keep watch since that was the reason he was there in the first place.
Sakura sat enjoying the company of her friends, glad to see them loosening up, but despite her efforts her gaze continuously seemed to shift toward the entrance.
"So how did you guys meet?" Naoko was asking Conner who was sitting next to her. "Did you guys all grow up together or something?" Chiharu and Rika were listening to something Kaleb was saying, while Tomoyo and Mei Lin were laughing at Eriol. And Sakura definitely didn't miss the way Tomoyo and Eriol both were seriously flirting and blushing most of the time.
Her mind was so busy going through all the events of the past twenty-four hours. She still couldn't figure out who would be searching for them and the main question that had been lingering in her mind. Why?
"Hey, what's up?" Mei Lin asked softly from beside her. "A lot on your mind?"
"Yea. A lot." Mei Lin bit her lip thinking about Sakura's little fascination with the moody amber-eyed guy who seemed to want nothing to do with any of them. Sakura glanced at the window in the front to see Syaoran leaning against his motorbike, two blonde girls with tight shirts and way too short skirts talking to him. Sakura felt her heart squeeze and her throat tighten.
He glanced toward the window and met her gaze through the window. Sakura bit her lip and looked away as her cheeks reddened with the embarrassment of being caught staring.
"Sakura?" Mei Lin asked worriedly watching her friend. "What's wrong?" Mei Lin demanded as Sakura stood up and practically ran from the table. Looking up she saw what she was guessing Sakura had seen. Except now Syaoran was completely blowing off the girls as they tried to flirt with him, finally giving up as he brushed past them and headed inside. The table had grown silent and all eyes were looking at her inquiringly. "Um, she had to use the restroom." Mei Lin stumbled over the words and no one seemed to buy it. "It was an emergency. Everything's okay." She assured as everyone hesitantly went back to his or her conversations and she stood up from the table, excusing herself.
-Outside-
Sakura had slipped past the bathroom, through the kitchen and out the back door. She breathed in and out trying to calm herself down before she had a nervous breakdown.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked herself running both of her hands through her hair and holding her head. She looked around at the surroundings, the little restaurant was backed a small wooded lot but on either side were newly developed strip malls. Without a second thought she began to walk the opposite direction of where the front entrance was located.
-Restaurant-
"Sakura?" Mei Lin asked as she walked into the ladies restroom, the western theme of the restaurant carried over into the restroom itself, as different cowboy paraphernalia was scattered around the room, not to mention the saloon looking stall doors. After checking every stall, Mei Lin leaned against the counter in front of the large mirror and let out a long sigh.
Although she hadn't seen her distant cousin in a very long time, if Sakura got hurt, be it physical or emotionally she was going to kick his ass. She doubted she actually could, given that he had grown a lot since the last time she had seen him.
With one last glance in the mirror she straitened herself and walked out the door and almost collided with the devil, himself.
"Where's Sak. . . uh, your friend?" He asked his voice surprisingly rough, at what she was guessing was six feet three inches, made him a good six inches above her five-foot nine-inch head. She studied him, trying to read his expression but he hid it well, his hands shoved into his dark blue jeans, and his amber eyes alive with what? She couldn't be sure.
"And why do you want to know?" She asked a bit harshly, but why not. He quite likely was about to, or already had, broken one of her best friends heart. Even though he really hadn't done anything yet. But that didn't matter did it? Nah. She didn't get very far though, unluckily for her, his reflexes had only gotten faster and his grip stronger, as his hand caught her arm before she made it bye him. "Let me go!" She snapped trying to pull free.
"Calm down, Mei Lin. We both know I'm not hurting you." He said looking her in the eye. She pouted as she stopped struggling, defeated.
"Fine. I stopped. Now what do you want?" She asked lifting her chin defiantly.
"I. . ." He paused on account he really didn't know what to say. Mei Lin looked at him curious to see what he would say. "I don't know." He said shaking his head as he dropped her arm and looked away. She stood there a second frozen, she opened her mouth to say something mean or callus or even something harsh would do, but she couldn't.
-Strip Mall-
Sakura was walking down the strip mall thinking that it was a bit older than she had thought. The place looked rundown and dirty and there were frightening looking men who watched her every movement. In low cut jeans and a tight pink baby tee that clung to her body, breasts, stomach and all, she felt as though she may as well have been wearing nothing at all the way the old men were staring at her. It sent shudders down her spine as a sickening feeling crept over her body.
Without really noticing what the next store she came to, just knowing that she needed to get away from those creepy guys, she quickly opened the door and raced inside. When her eyes adjusted to the light she felt like smacking herself hard.
She had walked from to the street right into what seemed to be a grimy old pawnshop. Full of more old guys who turned to look at her with a glint in their eyes that she didn't even dare think of what it meant. The only other female in the place looked similar to the men, grubby, filthy, and disgustingly unclean, except she had large sagging lumps for breasts and long knotted hair that looked as if it hadn't been brushed in years.
"How can we help ya, missy?" An older man behind the counter asked, one that she hadn't even noticed him. He actually seemed to be friendlier and not as disgusting as the rest of the stores occupants.
"Ah, I just," Sakura struggle to speak as all eyes seemed to be watching her. "Just looking. I'm just looking."
"Let me know if I can be of any help, ya hear?" He smiled and his aged face wrinkled up even more. But it was still the friendliest thing she'd seen outside the restaurant. She had walked away from the door without realizing it and finally considered that it might be time to head back. It all felt so stupid now that she thought about it anyway. She hadn't really even talked to him. Hell, she only met him less than twenty-four hours ago. He was not hers, he probably didn't even notice her. She felt her chest tighten at the thought, but couldn't really explain why.
A hand on her shoulder made her jump as she spun around to see a man only a few years her elder standing there with a stupid grin on his face. If his overall appearance didn't scream dirty creep, and maybe with a shower, a haircut and a little grooming he might look halfway decent, but somehow she didn't think he'd ever do anything for her, not even with all the money in the world.
"Um, can I help you?" She squeaked without meaning to making him grin even wider than he had been. A since of dread shook her body as she glanced as the counter only to find the old man missing. She looked back as she began inching backwards only to hit another body. She quickly turned to see another guy about the same age as the other, with all the same style. "Hi?" She drew up close to herself as she could, wary of the two guys who blocked any path to the exit, both a good three times her size.
"You were right." Creep number two said looking her over from head to toe, his eyes lingering on her chest and stomach, sending chills through her whole body.
"Told you. I told you!" Creep number one cried greedily from behind her. She turned, backing up close to the shelf behind her so she could both of them in her view.
"You're the girl from that nightclub downtown." Creep Two said smugly. As if she didn't know it herself. She didn't know they let guys like this into the club, she made a mental note to talk to Rick about that when she got back. If she got back.
"Um, yea." She answered. "Yes I am. I take it you've been to one of the shows?" Keep them talking. Then they wont think of doing anything else. She shuddered at the thought.
"Sure did!" Creep One said proudly, standing up taller, making him appear extremely vain, not to mention stupid in Sakura's opinion. "Just the other week in fact!"
"Thought you and your girls were sure amazing." Creep Two added. "Ya'll are all so. . . pretty!" He added grinning disgustingly evil. Sakura felt like she was going to be sick. The thought made her gag. She needed to get out of there. And she needed to do it now.
"Well I'm glad you enjoyed it," She said politely. "But if you will excuse me, I really must be going." She waited for one of them to move but they only seemed to move closer as she backed up hitting the self, as the two creeps exchanged evil looks making her shake with fear.
"But you know what?" Creep One seemed to be asking his friend more than her, but it didn't matter she wouldn't have been able to answer anyway.
"What?" Creep Two asked in perfect response.
"You seem a lot more pretty up close. . . and per-son-al." The tone in voice gave her a pretty clear picture of what he had in mind, and it made her want to cry.
"You sure do." Creep Two piped up, his eyes moving slowly down her body as the moved in closer only feet away. "And you smell pretty too." Sakura felt the tears welling up in her eyes, she looked around but it seemed like everyone had disappeared.
"Please." She whimpered as Creep One grabbed her arm pulling her to him as Creep Two grabbed her ass from behind. "Stop!" She yelped feeling their hands on her body, tears freely leaking down her face.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!" A very angry male voice roared from the entrance of the store. Syaoran was standing there looking as pissed as ever, as he began walking toward the little group.
Instead of letting her go as she had hoped Creep One dragged her closer tightening his grip on her arm making her wince as he once again grabbed her. Syaoran looked as if he was about ready to explode.
"This ain't got nothing to do with you." Creep Two stated puffing out his chest and glaring at the man who had interrupted their fun.
"Yea!" Creep One said tugging sakura against him making her cry harder. "So mind your own business before we. . ."
"Before you what?" Syaoran was beyond livid. His glare was furious but the two boneheads in front of him didn't have a clue. They didn't dare answer. "I suggest you let the lady go." Syaoran said through clenched teeth. And when they did let her go, he would then tear them to pieces.
"And if we don't?" Creep Two said mockingly as he began to smirk.
"I'll kill you!" Syaoran said in a deadly voice as he swiftly pulled out a sleek silver pistol, aiming it straight between Creep Two's eyes.
-End of Chapter-
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