Love in a Strip Club: Pewdiecry

Chapter 7

-pewd's pov-

        My vision was blurred, as I shot open my eyes. Sunlight was seeping through a small window, and I looked around at the unfamiliar settings around me. I tried to gather my thoughts and once I remembered, I don't know if I should be ecstatic or terrified. I was almost raped by that Mad guy...but then Ryan came and... A smile grew on my face, as I remembered my rescuer, the person who I had fell in love with, saved me.

        Soft footsteps came from beside me, and I turned my head to see a strange but oddly familiar man walk up to me. I think I read something about him on that website for the strip club.

        "Are you feeling alright?" The mans voice was rough, but gentle at the same time. I nodded, then asked,

        "Where am I?" My voice was surprisingly hoarse, and I felt a cough tickle up my throat,

        "You are at the Late Night Club." His response was brisk, but then the presence of another entered the room.

        "Is he awake, Snake?" I looked behind the man known as Snake, and I felt my face start to burn. There was Ryan, wearing an oversized grey hoodie and almost too short shorts. His brunette hair was all messy, some draping over his eyes. His sharp blue eyes drew to mine, and a large smile formed when he saw me,

        "Felix! You're awake!" Ryan beamed, walking straight up to me. I felt my face get hotter, and I tried to shield my burning cheeks from the guy I loved. He bright face became concerned, and Ryan's voice went into a panic, "Do you have a fever? Are you okay? Do I need to bring you anything?" The stripper started bombarding me with questions, but I shook my head. I was going to ask the Snake man for assistance persuading the stripper, but he left.

        "I-I'm fine." I tried to smile, but it must have looked super fake, because the brunet gave me a suspicious glance, before waving it off,

        "If you insist." He sat down beside my feet on the surprisingly comfortable couch. I drew my legs in, and sat up as well.

        "Thank you." I blurted, feeling my face flush once again. He scooted a bit closer to me, and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. The feeling of the other mans presence touch mine sent a shock rippling through my skin, goosebumps springing up.

        "I just did what was moral, no need to thank me." He then muttered something inaudible under his breath, before continuing, "I don't think you understand who Mad was, and why I acted that way, do you?" He brought up, and I shrugged,

        "I just thought it was normal to bang a sex offender with a wooden board." I smiled, and the stripper laughed,

        "Yeah, but there was more then helping you in that hit." His voice became low, almost familiar. I pushed that thought to the side, however.

        "Tell me." I almost commanded, hoping to not sound to harsh to the feminine man. His face became dark, before responding,

        "When I was first working here, there wasn't a lot of people coming. Only a few, who most of them are long gone with there lives and haven't came back for a long time. But Mad... Mad is still coming. And for one sick reason. He is a rapist, but no one has any evidence of his crimes, because his victims never want to speak up." Ryan took a shaky breath, "and I am one of the few, who are terrified to speak up." My heart lurched to hear his words, and I did my first instinct. I hugged him, and I felt his arms wrap around my back.

        My heart thumped, and I didn't want to ever let it go. It was Ryan who got out of our grip, and he continued with his story.

        "Mad is a sick man. A sick sick man. After he," His voice hitched, "you know to me, he threatened my life. Saying if I turned him into the police I would be murdered, along with everyone I knew. And he had proof too. He showed me a list of all of my families house addresses, all their emails, all their personal information." Ryan stopped, seeming pissed off at the horrid man. "I just want that man gone, that's all I want. I don't care if he is dead or alive. I want him out of everyone's lives. Weather it is in a padded cell or six feet underground, I want him gone."

        I rubbed his back, and said, "You know, I could report him to the police myself, and won't tell anyone about you." I suggested, but he shook his head,

        "No, because Mad know's it was me that saved you, and he would still do those awful things to me even if you didn't say anything about me." His beautiful blue eyes were clouded and watery, and I held his gaze for a long while. His breaths were ragged, and I just wanted to kiss him. I was starting to lean in, very very slowly, but then a wild Snake appeared! Snake used cock block. It's super effective! Snake spoke,

        "Ryan, why don't you bring Felix home? Business hours are about to start, and you have the day off today, remember?"

        "Oh yeah, good idea," Ryan stood up, putting out his hand. I grabbed it, and the stripper pulled me up off the comfortable couch. "C'mon, I'll drive you home." He insisted, and I shook my head,

        "I brought my own car, I can bring myself home." I defended, and he stood right in front of me and said,

        "You are in no way capable of taking yourself home. I will do it myself. Let me be a gentleman." He smiled, showing perfect white teeth. I sighed, a grin forming on my face and replying,

        "Fine, but I better get my car back."

        "Well when I come for work I can bring you with and you can get your car. And you can stay for the show." He gave me a seducing wink, and I felt my knees turn to jelly. He laughed at my reaction, and grabbed my hand. Shocks went to my face, which instantly turned red, and he finished, "Let's go, Felix."

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