I felt so so bad when Albert walked out on me without saying a word, not even goodbye, what was I even doing here, a whole me, from a Christian home being found in such an un Godly place, my parents will be very disappointed in me if they ever find out I came to a place like this. Thank heaven's I came with molly who would definitely keep this a secret and never tell it to anyone. molly gave me a hug with a concerned look, reassuring me that everything will be okay. the worst part was that we left Molly's car at that cowards house.
When we were about leaving the club house, a huge, tall, muscular well built and good looking dude walked over to us and said hello girls; me and molly just ignored him and kept on walking when he came closer and said hello girls, we did not answer him and was aiming for the door when he came out of nowhere and dragged my hand close to his chest.
I was trying to pull away, telling him to let go of me, but he will not just listen to me, Molly came over to help me, and with just one blow, like a tattered grass molly fell to the floor, I wanted to give up fight and start pleading when I heard someone with a calm but heavy voice saying let her go, the man smirked and was about saying another word, when the next thing I saw was his head on the wall and someone using a heavy cricket stick to heat him, and immediately he fell unconscious. it wasn't just somebody, it was Albert, he saved me, but I still won't forget that he walked out on me before, he took my hands and screened my body thoroughly for any bruises, and when he found non, he let go of me gently. he helped Molly up, and when I was about to throw slurs before I thanked him, he just told Charles to escort us home, before he walked out of the club majestically.