บททั้งหมดของ CLUBROOMs DIARY: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

LISA  May 11th 2018     I quickly open the door and let Rachel in. The moment she steps through the threshold, I close the doors being sure to lock them again. I take her by the arm and move us away from the public eye.  When I look at her she seems off. Not her usual perky self.  "Did someone hurt you?" I ask her as I run my eyes over her body.  Visually checking for any signs of abuse. She pulls on her ear lobe, nervously taking in her surroundings. "Can we go somewhere and talk in private?" Her voice carries a trembling note wrapped around her words.  I start to worry, wondering what could've brought her here at this time of the morning. She should've been at the gym leading her workout class to a body slimming victory.  I nod my head and lead us to a vacant room. Quickly stepping inside, I close the door and lock it behind us.  "Is eve

MALAYINA May 12th 2018  I held my breath as he continued to rub his lips along mine. Sending a tsunami of butterflies up my legs exploding around my sex. I attempt to inhale shallow breaths as I'm solely consumed by his touch and I wish for nothing more than for him to get it over with and devour my lips. I'm eighteen years old and this is as close as I've gotten to kissing a man. On the lips.....Kissing dick doesn't count..... Right?I shake my head, answering him, with my eyes squeezed shut. Afraid to open them and let him see deep into my broken soul.Letting him discover my untold tales. "You sure about that mikros?" He removes his lips from mine.I mentally kick and scream begging him to return to me. With the tip of his nose, he runs it over my bare neck and I whimper at the foreign feeling.The heat of his breath tickles my skin, compelling me to squirm in my

CADDIE  May 12th 2018 I draw near the club, limping. The doctor says I'm still not allowed to drive so I take the bus. Mal took the bus before me because I had to wait for my grandma to pick Jaxson up. She offered to bring me to work but I quickly declined her offer. She'd have a damn stroke if she knew where I worked. I hiss with pain, every time my foot hits the ground a little too harshly.I refuse to take the painkillers I was prescribed by Amar's doctor as I'm still breastfeeding Jaxson. The last thing I need is Ace using that against me and making me out to be a pill-popping whore. So, the pain is something I'll have to endure a little longer. It doesn't help that it's close to zero degrees and I have nothing warm to wear. I still haven't been able to establish myself a worthy closet full of seasonal clothing after leaving Ace. The extra bit of money I have leftover I spend on Jaxson. I mean, the kid

MAYALINA May 14th 2018I pick up the large sack of rubbish from the bar, fling it over my shoulder and wobble my weak butt to the back entrance where the large skip bins are. I walk through the halls and look into the rooms as I pass them by. All the doors are open except the room that used to be mine. Things have been really slow on our side of the wing lately. It's like we've all dispersed for our own painful reasons. Caddie won't be back for a few days as the bruising's still staining her porcelain skin like something ferociously. Maddie is forbidden to enter the club under Amars demands. He still won't loosen up after I've begged him. Layla is due back today but no one's sure what state of mind she's going to be in. I haven't seen Chad this morning which is odd. He's never late, most of the time he's sleeping in his office.  I heave the bag over the side of the bin. I wipe my hands over my clothes and dust myself off.  

MALAYINA May 14th 2018  Through teary eyes, and a blurry vision. I watch Amar dive to the floor. The bullet penetrates the wall, leaving a perfectly circular hole in its wake.  I sigh with relief and wipe the tears from my eyes. Breathing heavily, I turn to face my father. The Hulk has a belt wrapped around his neck through the opened large window. A deep red shadow starts to creep up his face as he struggles to breathe. With the gun still in his possession, he points it at me. I yelp, scrabbling backwards, shaking my head as I stare into his hateful eyes.  The Hulk yanks on the belt harder, my fathers head jerks back and he drops the gun, scratching at his neck. Amar storms past me, he snarls, punching my abuser four times in the face as he yells at him in his native tongue. I gulp, watching with wide eyes as my fathers head sags. The Hulk releases the belt from his neck and he falls to the ground like a sack of potatoes.