Chapter 62

Mandy the girl that's putting on a show right now can see me standing stock still near the left emergency exit. I know what she'll do. But I won't let it happen again, not tonight, not like last time.

It's just weird how it's happen several times since I started working here. James the bartender comes close to me, but doesn't touch me. I feel him behind; it will happen again if he does but he knows so it doesn't happen tonight.

The first time this happened he touched my shoulder and the emergency door flew open unexpectedly and with out cause and banged against the back wall leaving a large and angry dent.

The worse one happen a few weeks after that, Felix and Caius –Aro's "brother" and co-owner of this club, where fighting in the back private rooms. I was asked by Aro to take a bottle of Vodka and some glasses back there. When I got there, Caius opened the door abruptly and yelled at me to come in, I walked hesitant, he always gives me the creeps, his long blond hair and beady little eyes are always analyzing his angles.

I walked to the center of the room and set the tray on a low table, but before I could exit the room, I saw Caius, through the mirrored wall in the back that has security cameras for the safety of the girls. He walk towards me, standing behind me and pressing his body to my back, he started to grind his erection on my ass.

I heard Felix lock the door behind us, and before I knew it I was on my back on the small red couch, my hands pinned above my head and my legs spread with a very horny and disgusting Caius between them. The mirrors started to shake as if an earthquake started. The door started to buckle. Felix's fingers started to dig harder against the skin of my wrists, and Caius's face came closer to my ear.

When he whispered what he'd do to me, the door flew open and the lights went out, I suddenly felt freed and I ran out to the hall as I heard the body punches and the crashing of the mirrors as they broke.

A few days later Aro approached me and gave me a week's severance pay and told me to leave.

I left that night thinking of what I'd do, I'd lost my job and had no way of finding something fast, since my rent was do in a few days.

I walked past a liquor store and bought a cheap bottle of tequila and some lemons. I sat there in the corner of my damped and dirty room, thinking of what I had done to deserve this. I'd been in this situation long enough to know that it wasn't going to change or just magically turn better. I had to do something, there was something following me now, I didn't know what it was, and I didn't know when it would stop and I was afraid.

I kept feeling alone, and scared. The funny thing was that since this all started happening at the club, I was sleeping better.

I felt light headed as I stood on wobbly legs and went to wash up for bed, feeling numb enough to just wait and see what tomorrow would bring.

I took my clothes of and washed my face, I put on an old t-shirt and some socks. Turning of the lights, I stumbled to the bed and covered myself with the thinning blue blanket.

That night I had the strangest dream. I sat in the corner of my room, I could see myself still lying on the bed, my socked covered feet picking from under the blanket. The shock of seeing me there was quickly warned of by the black figure hovering above the bed.

Its long arms and fingers barely touching my back as I lay there on my stomach. The figure stayed close to my sleeping form, it seamed determined and focused, his face came close to my ear, and I felt the tingle of its breath. The warmed of it giving me chills. My body reacting slowly. I kept sitting there looking at the scene, my sleeping form shifted slowly as if underwater. My face turning towards it as if acknowledging it's presence. Its fingers caressed my cheeks lovingly and again I felt the tingle of warmed against my forehead as the figure leaned closer and almost touched my sleeping form's skin.

I woke with a start my body covered in cold sweat, as if I was sick. I heard the banging on the door and the landlord's voice behind the front door.

He was here early for the rent.

What was I supposed to do?

I ran to the bathroom and slipped in to my jeans, my shoes where under the bed, grabbing my blue hoody, and unplugging my phone I walked stiltedly to the bedroom window, I opened it and slipped out. The ledge was wide enough for me to sit on, so I just jumped down to the downstairs neighbor's balcony and from there slipped in to the open hallway, walking down the stairs.

I had to get my job back or do something.