Clubrooms Diary

Chapter 25: Remove the trash

LISA

May 10th 2018

I watched as Layla rushed off towards her car looking like she wanted to murder the crap out of me.

Not that I could blame her.....

Now I have to find Chad and let him know that she won't be back at work for a few days. He's gonna be

fucked off and I'm usually the one he likes to use as his verbal punching bag.

This time around I probably deserves it. Doesn't make it right on his behalf though, does it?

I just had to go ahead and open my big fucking mouth and tell Layla how I felt about Jimmy. It got me

thinking yesterday when I saw him leave her room and I asked him if he was going to become a 'Layla

Regular'. I joked about it and said...

"You're a sick fuck, Jimmy. Even I wouldn't step that low and sleep with my brother's wife if he died." I

snickered at his brazen activities.

He didn't say anything. Instead, he furrowed his brows and stormed out of the club banging his head

with his opened hands. I followed him out of the club, worried about his sudden outburst.

"Hey... Hey Jimmy!" I called out to him before he hopped into his car.

He looked at me and halted his actions.

"What was that about?" I frowned at him.

"What was what Lisa?" He glared at me as he slammed his door shut.

I jumped. " I was only kidding."

"Do you think I like fucking Ryders wife?" His hands formed into fists at his sides.

"Then why are you here? Is it your way of getting back at him for the shame he brought upon your

family? Tainting your bloodline." I questioned him curious to know what was going on in that stubborn

head of his.

"Shame?" He looked at me bewildered by my comment.

"Yes, shame for the sinister acts he did to those poor boys."

"Don't talk about him like you fucking knew him, Lisa." Veins visibly appeared on his forehead as his

face turned red.

"What else would you call it?" I scowled at him.

"You're right... I didn't know Ryder and I can't understand why your standing here defending him."

"Defending him? He's my brother, what else am I meant to do?" He banged his fist against the roof of

his sedan.

"He took his life because of me." He started to bang his hand against his chest.

"I was the wo..." He stops himself from saying anything further.

"What do you mean you're the one?" My eyes search his face eager for him to finish explaining himself

to me.

"It's nothing."

"You're lying." I accused him.

"Mind your own fucking business Lisa before you get burned too." He takes one more look at me

before he jumps into his car and speeds off.

I spent most of last night wondering what he was on about then it came to me. He was the reason

behind Ryder's death because he put him up to it. Jimmy's never been one to do put himself in the line

of fire. I always thought it was fucked up that he wanted me to wear boys pyjamas. At the time I thought

maybe he was into guys altogether and it's why he would always want to take me from behind with a

cap on. I didn't bother to question him because I loved him and I'd take him any way he would give

himself to me. I felt disgusted that I hadn't picked up the signs earlier.

I walk down the hallway to see Caddie rushing towards Mal's room pushing little Jaxson with her.

Why on earth would she bring her son here?

I question myself wondering what's going on in her silly little head.

As I walk into Chads office I see Amar standing right in front of Chad's face. He brought his muscle with

him and he's standing behind Chad giving him no room to escape from Amar.

"She is longer to work here as a sex worker." He tells chad and I can only assume he's talking about

Mal.

I walk to the corner of the room and I stand there listening.

"What good is she here if she's not gonna be sucking dick?" Chad inquired.

"Give her another job or you'll soon find yourself out on the streets or behind bars serving a life

sentence for something you haven't done.

Amar threatens Chad and I gasp. Before I could muffle the sound they all look in my direction. And not

one of them seems to be pleased with my presence.

"Who are you?" Amar asks.

I Step forward. "Lisa, I help to manage the girls."

"What does your job entail?" He looks at me intently waiting for my response.

"I. Uh. I make sure the girls have everything they need, I take care of their clientele appointments and

the bar." I look at Chad wondering what on earth was going on.

"Don't look at him," Amar growls

My eyes quickly dart back to his.

"You will train Mal and give her a new purpose to keep showing up to this shit hole." His voice holds no

room for negotiations.

I simply nod, not trusting my self to answer him with the proper respect he demands. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Good, you may leave and return when I am finished." He coolly dismisses me.

I roll my eyes and walk out of the room shaking my head at the audacity of the man. I think of Mal and

feel sorry for her. She has to put up with his bullshit. Poor girl probably had to follow a dozen

instructions just to get him off. Makes me wonder why he's suddenly telling Chad to give her a new

position at the club. I go to the bar and wait for Chad. I suppose it's a good thing he has company so I

can try to think of a way to break the news to him that he's going to be down another worker.

Twenty minutes later I hear Amar walk out of the office. I walk out of the bar wanting to get this

conversation over with. I see Maddie walking down the hall and she screws her face up when she

recognises Amar. As she gets closer she opens her godforsaken mouth...

"What the fuck you looking at?" She sneers.

I gasp astonished by her courage.

Amar sighs shaking his head. He looks at Chad who's glaring at Maddie.

"I want this bitch fired." He then turns to his muscle.

"Remove the trash." His muscle nods and takes Maddie by the arm, escorting her out of the club in

nothing but a baby doll dress and heels.

"Fuck you!" She looks back at Amar spitting.

As she does her best to plant her heels into the ground.