Page 43 of The Club Betrayal


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“What the fuck are you insinuating?” Zach snaps. “He’s helping her go to the bathroom.”

Opening my eyes, I watch the twins roll their eyes, then look back over to see Leo leaning against the wall, waiting for Holly to come out.

Holly

Leo bangs on the door, yelling that I need to hurry my ass up, but his voice sounds far away. For the life of me, I can’t pull my shorts up. Hell, it was hard enough pulling my panties up. Staring into the cracked mirror, I struggle to focus on my reflection.

Why is it so hot? I want so badly to splash cold water over my face, yet I can’t turn the faucet on, let alone use my bandaged hands to cup the water.

Feeling nauseous, I spin around and drop to my knees, hovering over the toilet.

Two bites of the burger I ate earlier hit the water, and my stomach contracts with every dry heave. Another round of banging hits the door as I slump down onto the dirty tiled floor, not caring that my cheek is lying on who knows what, only that the cold tile is refreshing. I curl into a ball, my body racked with shivers.

I need to be sick, but for the life of me, I can’t move. When the door hits the wall, I don’t bother jumping, as it would involve using energy I don’t seem to have right now.

“Oh shit,” I hear, and then I’m being moved onto my back. A large, cool hand rest flat on my forehead, which feels nice.

“You’re burning up.”

No shit. I feel like I’m on fire, yet I’m shaking like I’m freezing.

“I’m dying,” I groan. “I’m dying for something that’s not even my fault.”

I open my eyes to Leo tugging my shorts up. I should be embarrassed that he’s seen me in my underwear, but right now, I could be naked and not give one shit.

Moving quietly, when I’m scooped up in his arms, the smell of his cologne mixed with cigarette smoke rolls my stomach.

He’s warm, and I accept this is the end for me, because I feel safe in his arms.

“She needs the doctor…”

The voices fade, and then I’m jolted by an engine roaring in my ears. Straining to open my eyes, I’m able to comprehend that I’m in the van, but this time I’m in the front, not tied up in the back.

“Why is it taking so long?”

Rolling my head along the headrest, I stare at Leo, hoping he has the answer I want to hear.

“What?”

“To die. I can’t…” I pause, the motion of the van hitting every bump on the dirt road threatening to empty my already empty stomach.

“Please, take me to the hospital. I didn’t know who he really was, I swear. I just want to live.”

It could be sweat, but I’m pretty sure it’s tears streaming down my face.

I don’t want to die, and certainly not for someone who played me just as much as this fucking club. I just wanted to have some fun while stuck in a stifling town where nothing ever happens.

Well, I guess I got my wish, only this isn’t fun. This is excruciating, and I’d happily not complain about boredom again if it means I get to live.

With the rain hitting the windshield, I focus on the droplets running down the glass as they’re being swept to the side before the world goes black.

“What’s going on?” That’s not Leo’s voice. I’m moving again—correction, I’m in Leo’s arms again.

“She’s burning up. The doc needs to get his ass back here.”

Opening my eyes, I’m lying in a bed, in a room I’ve not been in before, with thunder rumbling overhead.

Sitting up, I’m faced with a woman sitting in a chair at the end of the bed. Her long hair hangs over her shoulders, and her eyes look familiar.

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