Quinton Samuel
1009 Words
Melissa's POV
Perhaps I made the wrong decision, I shouldn't have come here alone,I should have told one of my friends at least. I've been sitting here and staring at the lady's dancing off their asses on the stage and the men spraying them money, for over an hour now.
I shouldn't have trust this man, I came here yesterday, didn't go back home, sat right at this dusty dirty stool, in a local stupid club waiting for him yet he didn't come,that alone is supposed to be a sign that this man isn't legit but no, stupid me, came back here again in search of the man I've never seen.
"Hey pretty, what's with the frown on your face." A man in his early thirties I presume said as he walked towards me.
"Nothing." I replied, as I covered my nose mask properly and adjusted my face cap, I can't risk him seeing my face.
"Take off your lenses at least.", he said as he stretched his hand to my face and I yanked it off immediately.
"I don't want to.", I replied and he shrugged his shoulders and walked out, I have to leave this place before I get myself into trouble.
Standing from the seat, I walked to the door and just then my phone rang and I took it out of my pants pocket and connected the call, "Aliana,I will call you back in an hour." I said over the line.
"Where have you been? Your mom is worried about you, and girl you didn't sleep at your place last night so where did you spend the night." She asked as I kept walking towards the bike I packed by the road side.
"When I get home I will call you " I said in finality and hung up the call, just then a man walked out from a particularly dark side, with a stick of cigarette in his mouth. I tried not to panic, then another also walked out from the other side of the road, then another.
In no time they were five, I pretended not to see them and hopped on my bike, "hey pretty damsel, we want to have a brief discussion with you " one of them said and my heart sank into my stomach,the other walked to the bike and hid the steering.
"You must be very stupid to hop on this thing without acknowledging our presence." He smells of rotten eggs, I held my breath to avoid throwing up on him.
"What discussion do you want to have with me?"I inquired and the one holding my steering wheel looked at the rest then gave me a hard knock on my head,I began to feel a headache instantly.
"Spoilt brat,get down from this thing!" He screamed and I scrambled down immediately while holding my head.
"Take off those things on her face." One of them ordered and he forcefully dragged my face mask and eye lenses off then pulled out my face cap and threw it on the floor.
"Little b***h, we know what you want, let's help your cravings." One of them said and the rest laughed then they walked closer to me and began to drag my clothes.
"Ahhhhh, please stop, I will give you anything you want but don't touch me, please!" I screamed but they fell on deaf ears, thankfully I'm putting on a cardigan and a shirt underneath,they began to slap me to oblige.
"Ahhhhhh!" I continued to scream, then they successfully took off the cardigan and they tried tearing off my jeans. I continuously kicked in the air, till one of them held my legs together and put it in-between his legs.I couldn't even move it at all,then two others held my hand above my head. God,what have I gotten myself into.
"What is going on here?!" A voice thundered from behind them and they dropped me immediately and I fell with a loud thud on the floor and they ran off.
"Holy crap." He voiced out as he rushed towards me.
I couldn't control my tears, they kept dripping down my cheeks like spring water, all sorts of scenarios clouding my mind,what if he didn't come in time, and then the five of them have their way with me and possibly they all have a deadly disease. How would my life be after that?
"Thank you so much, thank you, thank you." I kept muttering with my hands trembling,my voice shaking,I don't know what else to say but that, he helped me wear my jeans pants properly, then put the cardigan on me and carried me up on his arms.
"Stop crying, you're safe now."he said as he walked to a bench by the road side and helped me sit then sat by my side. He let me cry to my satisfaction, I cried for over an hour till tears seemed so far from my reach. When I became silent he held my trembling hands.
"I'm so sorry you got into the wrong hands, so so sorry." He said but I didn't say a word,it isn't his fault at all, it's my selfish reasons.
"Do you work in the club?" He asked and I shook my head.
"What brought you to this dangerous axis?" He asked and I didn't say a thing for a few seconds.
"I came to search for someone." I replied, feeling so ashamed to even say that.
"Ohh, did you see the person at least?" He asked and I shook my head.
"I've to go now, thank you so much for your help. I owe you one." I let out as I stood up and he stood up as well and I stretched my hand for a handshake.
"I'm Melissa and you are?" I asked, forcing a smile to my face.
"I'm Quinton Samuel." He said and I widened my eyes in disbelief before I could say a word he pulled me to his body for a brief hug.
"Quinton Samuel? From California?" This is a huge mess.
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