City Life

Part One: Two

I looked up to see that one of my two bosses, Henry, had begun snaking his way towards the bar, followed closely by several other men, all of whom were clearly drunk,

"Hey there... Bam...bi." Henry hiccuped, leaning over the bar,

"Hiya, Henry, what can I do for you and your friends here?" I smiled sweetly, reaching under the bar to grab some glasses and filled them with spirits for Henry and his companions,

"You-you know damn well what you can d...o for us, Bambi." His breath was repulsive, as if he hadn't brushed his teeth in days, and the smell of strong alcohol made my eyes water,

"Hen, you know damn well that I don't-"

"I love this song!" One of Henry's companions cried out, flamboyantly dancing around. He then started trying to mimic the many dancers by jumping up onto the bar and thrusting his hips into my direction. I immediately felt my face flush, but I quickly tried to recover before anyone noticed by pushing him roughly off the bar,

"Heeeeeeeeey." The guy complained, looking around from his seat on the floor, obviously dazed,

"Henry I am not doing this any more. We agreed that I would do these shitty shifts that no one wants in exchange for you to-" I started, completely ignoring the complaining man on the floor, but Henry held up his hand, and smiled at me, the smile not completely reaching his eyes,

"Oh, of course, my dear, of course. I completely forgot our little deal here, my apologies. Gents, I think a private dance in one of the back rooms is in order!" A suddenly quite sober Henry smiled, handing out the drinks I had just poured, "See ya' later, Bambi."

And with that, the group of men left.

"I'm off, Lola, I'll see you later." I smiled at Lola, or 'Honey'. She still had four hours of work ahead of her.

"See ya' sweet pea."

And with that, I headed into the back to grab my coat and my bag before heading out of the staff exit. It was a cold night, so I wrapped my thick coat tighter around myself as I turned left to head down one of the lanes. This lane took about 10 minutes off of my walk home, and in this freezing weather, I was thankful to have discovered the short-cut.

"Oliviaaaaaaa." I heard someone croon from behind me. Turning around, I saw two figures emerging from the shadows. Henry and Pelvic-Thrust-Guy,

"Henry." I nodded curtly before turning back around and heading on my way,

"No no no, not so fast," Henry slurred. Reaching out, he grabbed my arm and whipped me around to face him, his body dangerously close to mine, "You owe us somethin'."

"I don't owe you anything, Henry, we had a deal." I growled, looking him dead in the eye, even though I wanted to cower away from him and run away, "Henry, let go of my arm."

Henry didn't say anything, instead he gripped my arm tighter and pushed me against the sweaty wall behind me. I didn't even break Henry's stare. I was determined to not be intimidated by him, but I was failing.

"The deals off. You give us what we want, willingly, and I'll be gentle." He said at last before proceeding to kiss my neck, gripping his thick fingers into my shoulders, roughly. Summoning all of my courage, I shoved him off, causing him to fall to the floor, before I take off sprinting down the lane, my heart was beating so fast I thought it would burst out of my chest. I honestly thought I was going to pass out, but I knew I had to keep running, although you can only run so fast in 5 inch heels. When I saw the end of the lane, revealing the busy main road, I felt my heart skip a beat, feeling hope. I am going to make it. The last thing I saw were thousands of lit cars zooming past before I felt an arm snake around my neck and restrict my airways until the darkness finally came to claim me.