Trapped By The BEAST
Chapter 3

The frenetic atmosphere permeated my ears. This is the real atmosphere of the club. The loud music thumped, the stifling crowd, the stinging aroma of liquor, the twinkling lights that pierced the eyes, I really did not like it.

This is the first time I've ever set foot in a club. This different and stifling atmosphere, is really a new thing in my life. I like bright, quiet, peaceful places, with soothing music. I want to feel like I'm getting out of this place right away, but, because of the money, I have to get through all this.

I fell silent while hugging the tray in front of my chest. Ever since the arrival of the man I've been looking for so much anger, finding him so easily, made my little hope all along even greater.

Is this destiny?

I fell silent behind the bar table full of drinks while closing my eyes tightly. I took my breath out repeatedly to ease the discomfort that was running through my chest.

"Hey.. Take this drink to table 12." I flinched and took a quick step to do my job.

Do not ask where the VVIP men are. They'll definitely be in a special VVIP room and I'm just serving in an ordinary place instead of a special VVIP waitress.

I put a cup of this drink on table number 12. There were some men of my age who were drunk with the comfort women.

I looked down, then walked away. However, my steps came to a halt when a hand suddenly pulled my hand tightly, resulting in my body falling on his lap.

"Hi beautiful. Come drink with me!" he said with a breath that stinks of alcohol. This guy is too drunk. I rebelled from her arms while pushing her face which repeatedly infiltrated my neck area.

"No! Off!" I rebelled to try to escape from the circle of her hands on my body.

"Scent! You smell good." she said with unfocused eyes. I rebelled uncomfortably as I felt her nose sniff right around my neck. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. It's my first day at work, what am I supposed to do?

His embrace grew tighter and slowly his hand crept across my shoulder. "Deliver!!" tears started filling my eyelids and no one seemed to want to help me right now.

BUGH.

My eyes were round with irregular breaths. My body was pulled suddenly so quickly and one raw bogeman instantly landed on the drunk man's face.

"Aws.. Shh.." ringis the drunk man. His body even fell to the floor because he was not fully aware of the influence of alcohol.

While the man who saved me looked dissatisfied, then climbed up his body and punched the man's face repeatedly. All the visitors looked crisp and grimaced staring at the incident.

I grimaced when I saw the man's face with blood dripping from his nose and lips. I closed my mouth with my palm. However, there was no sign that the man would stop beating her.

I'm getting grimacing. He could die. The man could die in his hands.

"Stop!" my hiss which I believe was not heard by him. I took a deep breath and strengthened my heart.

"Stop! Enough's enough! He could die." I said with a loud cry. However, the man did not heed it at all. He was still vigorously punching the man out.

I pulled the man who helped me with the energy I had. "Enough! You can kill him!" I said as I pulled his body from above the dying man's body.

My pull had no effect at all by its savage power. Until, he pushed me away and got up from the top of the man abruptly.

Kulirik dying man who now fainted on the sofa. Looks like his other friends helped and carried him out of this place.

Then, my eyes fell upon the man standing looming before me. A cold man with a killing aura around him. Appearance of a blur with torn jeans and hoodies and hair that covers part of his eyes.

I gulped my spit rough. I was scared as he moved closer and closer towards me. My eyes gnawed and could feel the sharp glare she threw despite being slightly covered by her hair.

What's he gonna do to me?

Until finally, I felt my body clinging to another sofa and I couldn't escape anymore. He stepped closer and my heart was beating faster.

Close-up... Close-up... I closed my eyes tightly one more step until his body docked to my body.

2 seconds. 5 seconds. 10 seconds.. I don't feel a thing. I scrunched my baffled forehead still with my eyes closed and finally ventured to open my eyes.

I slowly opened my eyes and blinked when no one was in front of me. There were only visitors who surrounded me with questioning looks.

I breathed a sigh of relief while stroking my chest up and down. He's already gone.

"Crys.. You are called Manager." said someone who suddenly came in front of me.

I nodded slowly and tidied up my tangled and messy appearance. I stepped slowly into the Manager room and went inside after knocking on the door a few times.

"Excuse me sir." I said slowly with my head lowered.

"Yes sir." I replied.

"It's the first day and you've caused this much trouble" he said in a stern tone.

"Sorry sir. I was just trying to defend myself to get away from that guy" I said.

"This is the first warning, next time never provoke a fuss!" said it. I nodded slowly and bowed. After that, out of his room.

I took my breath again. The first day I was unlucky. What will happen in the next day?

I continued my steps and went back to work until my hour was over.

The clock shows at 11:24 pm and I have finished changing clothes to go home. Shiftku was done until 11pm last night and replaced with someone else.

AUTHOR POV

Crys cradled her backpack and grabbed her phone from the clinking locker, signaling a new message came in.

Crys checked it out and saw a message that turned out to be from her brother.

Where are you? Brother will pick you up.

Jemari Crys slowly danced over her phone screen.

At Nightingale Club, I just finished work.

Send.

Crys smiled briefly, then put her phone in her pocket.

Crystal stepped outside from the still bustling Club through the back door. Walk a little to get to the tent near the entrance of the Club.

Crys stood quietly on the shoulder of the road and her eyes scattered around the road. Until, unknowingly his eyes caught the familiar evil figure who had just come out of the Club.

He's a man that Crys hates. The man went outside with a woman in his arms.

"In addition to the killer, he is also depraved and a venereal villain." Inner Crys bellowed furiously with a blade-sharp gaze.

His eyes continued to follow the movements of the two opponents of the type, until they got into a very luxurious car, then left the Club.

Tin.. Tin.

Crys turned her head as the sound of the car horn resuscitated her. Crys throws a smile at her brother who just got to her car. Cheap cars are still paid by Aric with his office salary.

"Crys In!" Crys nodded and walked into the chair next to Aric. After entering, Aric draped the jacket he had brought from home to cover his sister's body.

"Tomorrow don't forget to bring your jacket!" said Aric while rubbing Crys cheek.

"Okey." replied Crys with his innocent smile.

Slowly their car began to walk, down the streets that began to be quiet to get to their homes.

"How was your first day?" aric asked with a smile that did not fade from his lips.

"Fluent. Crys has a new friend there." said Crys as he returned his brother's smile.

"Is something bothering you?" ask Aric again.

"No." replied Crys lying.

"Good." added Aric.

Seriate....

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