Clubrooms Diary

Chapter 36: Thunderstruck

LISA

May 12th 2018 Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I lean over the desk to get a closer look at Chad's hideous face. I scowl looking at his nostrils, he's

used a bandage to cover the bridge of his nose. I don't know who he thinks he's trying to impersonate

because he looks retarded as hell.

I snicker to myself as I continue to stare at him.

He shuts his eyes and puckers his lips. Gesturing for a kiss. I bite my tongue, trying to suppress the

giggle that coaxes the back of my throat.

Does he really believe I'm going to kiss him?

Me, out of all people?

I'd rather stab myself in the eye a thousand times with a rusty needle. I slap the side of his face with my

open hand a few times without causing him any pain. Well, that was my intentions until he hissed and

looked at me.

"Did you think I was going to kiss you?" The corner of my eyes crinkle as I smile brightly at him.

"I was hoping you would..." His voice sounds deflated.

"I'm not into kissing you Chad! In fact, I can't stand kissing you."

I tell him truthfully, his eyes drop to his desk, and he swallows loudly. I watch as his adam apple bobs

up and down and I think about confessing my sins to him about fucking his ex Rachel. However, I

decide today's not the day.

"But you haven't given me a proper kiss so how do you know if you like kissing me or not?" He glances

at me, arching his brow.

"I've kissed you plenty. I think you need to brush your teeth or see a dentist.. " I trail off not knowing

how to word,

-Your breath smells like stale shit.-

Without offending him.

"No.... I mean a proper kiss." His eyes drop to his trousers around his pelvic area.

"You know.. working with foreskin isn't my forté." I bite my bottom lip, smirking as I think of Rachels

clean-shaven pussy.

"What makes you think I have a foreskin, Angel?" He says creepily.

I raise my brows and just stare at him.

"You'll never know if you don't kiss me."

"If you wanna keep that double-dipping dick..." I point to his pants.

"I suggest you never try getting me to kiss you again." A cold shiver runs up my back and I shake it off.

We stare at each other for what seems like a lifetime. Our eyes dancing over one another's face, taking

in each other's flaws.

"You're a fucking whore, a disgusting, useless...."

Someone yells out in the background, breaking our trance.

Our brows furrow and Chad quickly stands, to look through the blinds out the window.

"FUCK!" He mutters as he quickly runs out of his office.

I walk towards the window and peek through the blinds myself.

"Shit!" I whimper as I watch Amar's 'muscle' drag Ace away from Caddies curled up body.

I quickly run out of the office and continue to run towards Caddie as I exit the club's doors. I watch as

Chad picks her up bridal style and struggles to carry her inside. I look at Mal, she's standing there

crying as she wipes her nose with the back of her hand. I reach for her and pull her in for a quick hug.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, Amar and I were talking." She looks up at me as I pull back from our embrace.

"Then' The Hulk' banged on the roof of the car and stormed off. We stepped out to see Ace hitting

Cadz with a baton." She sniffles.

"'The Hulk dragged him away from her beaten body and, a..and.. They threw him in the boot of the

SUV and took off." She looks where the SUV once was parked.

I take her by the hand and lead us towards the club.

"That prick needs his baton jammed up his anus." I try to keep my voice level but I fail horribly.

"He's put our Caddie through enough already. I really hope Amars taking him to the police station. He

has the power to get his butt thrown in jail and keep him there for a long time." I sigh.

"I don't think they're taking him to the police station, Lisa."

"No, you're probably right."

"I don't think Amar has a say in what 'The Hulk' is about to do to him either. He swore long and hard as

he watched him storm towards Ace."

"You think, do you think they'll hurt him?" I stop and ask her.

Her steps falter, she turns to face me with a serious look on her face.

"Will it honestly be a bad thing if they bury his ass alive?" She furrows her brows.

"I'm the wrong person to ask, babe. I believe in the justice system."

"The justice system?" She scoffs at me.

"He is a part of that justice system and it's corrupt as fuck. Cadz tried to get his butt put in jail. The men

at the station just laughed in her face."

"I..uh..I." I sigh.

"Then no, it wouldn't be. I suppose the world could withstand to lose a woman beater such as himself."

I mumble..

We enter the club and walk down the hall to find what room Chad took Caddie to. We find the room and

stand at the door thunderstruck to see him sitting beside her on the bed. He runs his fingers through

her fanned out hair along the bed.

"He'll pay, sis. I'll make him pay...." He says through gritted teeth.

"I should've taken care of him months ago. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for always being a jerk and getting on

your nerves." He pauses.

"I do love you, ya know. I just.. I just don't know how to show you without it looking like I'm coming onto

you."

Mal and I glance at each other, she raises her brow and I shake my head. I barely understand the

words that are coming out of his mouth. It's all foreign to me too. We return our attention to them and

carry on watching Chad as he confesses his brotherly love for Caddie.