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“Okay…I would do you, girl. You look hot.”
“Sage! On the stage!” When we heard someone called out for Sage, she went out of the room in her cool attitude and I walked to do the final touches on my makeup. Harley sent me a flying kiss and ran away.
When I was alone in the room my mind went to Sage again. My curiosity was piqued but I was trying not to think about that since I had already had enough mystery on my plate. I would absolutely listen to her if she wanted to tell her story, but I wouldn’t make my mind busy with that.
After Sage, I took my place on the stage and danced without thinking about anything. I danced for myself only, and after the stage darkened I went to change.
Tonight the club was crowded like yesterday. I knew the girls would need help serving drinks, so I went to the bar without being asked.
“Hey, Channing! How is it going?” I asked and jumped on a barstool.
“Hey, hot biker.” Channing winked at me.
“Do you need any help?” I asked when Harley and Salem came to the bar.
“Can you help us with VIP again?” Salem asked but Harley had already given me her empty tray.
“Okay, boss,” I bumped my ass to hers a
nd walked to K for drinks.
Making the first round, my mind went to the Vincent brothers. In every booth, I was expecting to see them but they weren’t in the club. Even though I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, I tried my hardest to push that aside.
When the night was over, I was exhausted physically and mentally. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t help but search for the twins, every time as I climbed the stairs. Fighting with my own mind was exhausting and frustrating.
Even waiting for Zac to show up in the cold didn’t awaken my senses. I got in the car like a ghost and closed my eyes after greeting Zac with a tight smile. I woke up when someone gently shook me.
“Violet,” he called my name. Zac was looking at me with concern when I opened my eyes reluctantly.
“Oh, sorry, Zac. I didn’t mean to fall asleep. I’m just so tired,” I murmured and tried to wake myself up.
“Who is Angel, Violet?” he whispered at me. His eyes were full of pity. But his question had an icy water effect on me.
“Wh-What?” I stuttered.
“You were talking in your sleep. Mostly crying and begging for Angel not to go, not to leave you. You asked to Angel where she was,” he answered.
I hate the pity in his eyes. I hated that he witnessed one of my nightmares. How could I be that weak? What if I had told him something about my plans?
“I- I don’t remember. I don’t know anyone called Angel,” I murmured. I hoped it was believable.
He looked at me like he was searching for an evidence of a lie on my face but sighed and let it go.
“Well…I’m relieved. I don’t like the idea of you suffering.”
“Thank you, Zac. Sorry I caused you trouble,” I said and got out of the car.
“Take care yourself, Violet.” Zac called out after me and I waved.
My heart was beating so fast when I got into my apartment. Feeling like I was caught while doing something I wasn’t supposed to do.
I was afraid of passing out any minute. There was too much tension in my body. Every second of the day I was having theories about everyone in my mind. I would go nuts with this paranoia but there was no way to stop it.
I needed to talk to someone. Not someone…to talk with Angel.
I was in need for someone to tell me what to do, someone to be my guide and show me a direction or a right way to do it.
I missed Angel.
