The Club

Xavier was hesitating to speak. I felt my heart pounding in anxiousness as he wasn't uttering a word. Anger rose in me like a tide as I got Impatient and I screamed, "speak up! Do you regret marrying me?"

Xavier sighed. He wanted to move from me, he brushed my arm as he swerves from me, I staggered a bit and I veered and stared at him approaching the doors.

"Where're you going?" I yelped.

He kept on walking. "Xavier! Xavier!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and he stepped outside the doors without looking or turning back. A surge of tears welled my eyes as he completely fades from my sight. I did not want him to leave. I felt like pulling him into a hug but he was already gone. I listened to the purring of his car as he swerves it from the gate.

My knees bend slowly and they dropped to the floor. The floor grazed my knees. Kneeling, I crossed my arms on my cest whimpering like a four-year-old.

I suddenly felt a soft hand patting my hand lovingly and I veered to see my five year old daughter, Bella besides me.

"Mama, don't cry." She kneaded my wet cheeks and I grabbed her in my arms, "Bella..my Bella." I  leaned my head on her arm. I wanted some comforting.

"Mama why're you crying?"

I noticed her voice cracking and I looked up to see tears forming in her little eyes and I cupped her small cheeks, "baby, why're you crying?"

"Cause you're crying. Stop crying mama." Her voice cracked horribly this time.

I did not want the little girl to shed tears anymore. I wore a smile and stroke her cheek, "mama ain't crying anymore. Mama is alright."

"Okay mama." She leaned in and pecked my cheek, "muah! I love you mama."

"I love you too Bella."

We hugged once more. Hugging her made me think about Joshua and I let tears escape my eyes. I knew why I was crying this time. It has been a long while I and Joshua hugged.

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Xavier's P.O.V

Xavier arrived at a club. Striding inside Deon club through the glass doors, I already felt like I belonged to the room as the music flowing from the studio thumped my ears. I was bobbing my head to the fast beats and a skimpy waitress appeared in front of me clasping a tray with glasses of red wine on it.

"Wine?"

I glanced at her exquisite ruddy lips and was almost getting lost in them till she stretched a glass to my face and now, all I could see is the glasscup. I clasped it and drew a long sip. I groaned. The drink made me gag, it tasted like a dose of medicine. It has been a while I drank liquor. I felt I have to get used to it all over again. 

"Does it taste good?" She moved closer to me and laid her hand on my chest and she wrapped my leg with her hip. I knew she was seducing me, it didn't matter to me anyway. The nice flowing scent of my lustrous hair smelled so good like strawberries.

"Yea it does tastes good, " I nodded and wrapped my hand onto her waist. I glanced down slowly at the curves of her soft lips, "it tastes real...good." I was referring to her lips which were tender and warm and tasted like gum. I leaned in. My chin leaned on hers and I was almost kissing her but she swerved from me. I stared at her walking away tweaking her hips.

"Grrrr." I growled regretting the fact that I couldn't kiss or taste those lips. They would have feel good.

Striding across the room, I wanted to be on the dance floor staring at those youths hopping energetically, twisting and twirling their bodies like an uncoiling rope as if they belonged to the music. I noticed some skimpy ladies twisting their bodies seductively. Anyone else staring at them would feel entranced and I mopped my lips with my tongue.

I wanted to be around them, I slipped into the crowd and I got squeezed. I felt there is no space for me. The floor was too crowded and jammed. I noticed some of the youths piping cigarettes and crumpled packets of cigarettes lying on the floor.

A few ladies swarmed me soon as they spot me. My eyes are as bright and spellbinding as lode stars. Some of the ladies felt entranced by them and by aquiline nose. A lady wrapped her arms on my neck and she turned to the other ladies who were moving closer to me.

"Stay away ladies. He is mine!" She held me tightly and she scowled at them. Her furrowed eyes made her look like a Tigress ready to attack.

The ladies felt uncomfortable and edged away from us.

"Hey, I'm Becca." Her oblong face glowed as the rays of the sequine-disco ball light poured on it. I couldn't resist feeling enthralled staring at those captivating gorgeous eyes of hers.

"I'm Xavier." I winked at her.

"You're so handsome Xavier." She squinted at me again and moved closer to me our nose was touching and she pecked me on my neck. Her lips felt tender like cake.

She stroke my cheek tenderly, "and you've got gorgeous eyes Becca." Her cheeks coiled into a smile and I draped my hands on her waist, "may we dance together?"

She nodded in reply.

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Chloe's POV

Feeling bored, I have been staring at the clock observing as the hand keeps moving. I have been laying on the bed expecting Xavier walking through the doors stepping into the room. It just hit 10:56. Isn't that really late in the hour of the night? Where is he? I pondered.

I shut my eyes and I tried to sleep but I couldn't wondering when Xavier's gonna get home.

Xavier's POV

Becca moved like a worm in my arms as I pull her with me from the club room to her SUV. She drank too many liquor and she's now weak as leaf. I yanked the door to the backseat of her SUV open and I dropped her. Moving from the backseat, she held my arms and yanked me closer I fell on her arms and she grabbed my lips with her lips smooching me.