My unknown lover

Part 15

WAYOOO

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•George's view•

After a couple minutes of me just rocking it out on the stage I finally got down and walked off back into the back room.

To make more money you need to convince people to take you to a VIP room to give them there own private dance,

You can make BANK off of that.

I giggled with a few guys for a couple hours.

I went to some VIP rooms with some people and gave them there dance while they gave me hundreds of dollars.

The man I hated the most came up to me.

I looked up at the tall dirty blonde.

I could tell he was jealous..

Every time I came out of the vip room he would stare at me then chuck his drink and order another one.

"George I need to speak with you" he spoke.

I was inbetween 2 guys laughing and giggling.

"I'm kinda talking to some people right now" I said rolling my eyes.

He then grabbed me by the hair and drags me into the VIP room.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I yelled looking at him.

He slammed the door and locked it.

"We broke up and she aborted the baby.." he said looking at me with tears in his eyes.

I went silent.

He actually really did tell her..

Now all I felt was guilt and sorrow.

I had just ruined a perfectly good relationship.

But didn't say anything.

I was still pissed off.

He then walked closer to me and grabbed my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.

I pushed him off but was immediately pulled in for another kiss.

All I tasted was alcohol and cigarettes

I tried to push him off but his grip on my neck got tighter as his other hand moved up the leg hole of the outfit.

"Stop!" I yelled.

I then felt something wet on my cheek.

I looked at the tall boy who was kissing me.

Tears were on his eyelashes and cheeks.

The tears had rolled down onto my cheek.

He moved his hand away and cupped my face and kept kissing me.

I didn't know what to do..

He then pulled off and looked at me in my eyes.

I was in shock.

But all I felt was guilt.

He wipes his tears and ran out of the room.

Hours later I was laying in bed in only grey boxers.

I looked up at the ceiling listening to the ran pour outside.

But I thought of what had just happened in that room..

Why did he kiss me..?

Why was he crying when he did..?

Was it because it was sorry..?

Or was it because he had just lost his child..

Thoughts swarmed inside of my head like bees in a bees nest..

I reached my hand up to my lips and dragged my index finger over my bottom lip.

His lip pressed up against mine was amazing..

But then I remembered the alcohol taste...

Did he do that cus he was drunk?

Was he trying to manipulate me..?

I cleared my throat.

I then heard 2 knocks at the door.

I looked at the time.

"It's fucking 2 am" I huffed getting out of bed and walking to the front door.

Knock

Knock

Knock

Knock.

I then opened the door to reveal and tall dirty blond hair that was drench in water...

"Shit get in!" I yelled.

I could tell it was Dream.

He slowly walked into the house and took his hood off.

I closed the door and turned around but was greeted by a kiss.

"I'm sorry sorry George.." He spoke in a raspy voice

"I meant to tell you.. but but now we're broken up so we can be together right" he yelled.

"Dream.." I finally spoke.

He grabbed into my neck and squeezed choking me.

"RIGHT!?" He yelled.

He was scared and confused..

I gasp for air.

"It...hurts..." i spoke with the only air I had.

He let go making me fell to the ground coughing.

He gripped into his wet hair and walked around.

"I'm sorry.." he spoke.

I rubbed my neck and looked up at him.

When he walked around he had a slight limp and stumble.

He was still wasted..

To be continued

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