The Broken Pieces novel Chapter 24

What happened to all the other girls in here? I could have sweared I heard them talking.

My eyes roomed around the restroom. "Camara? Camara, are you in here?"

My chest begins to tighten. I began to back up towards the door when I hear the flushing of the toilet.

I breathe a sign of relief, "I guess you had to use the restroom too." I smiled as I looked down at my feet. "You almost scared me."

The stall door creaks open.

"Well, you should be afraid, Emily Rose Shovers" An unfamiliar voice said and I instantly looked up.

"Y-you!" I stuttered out as I saw the man with blue hair and emerald eyes that was staring at me while I was dancing.

The man smirked sinisterly as he walked up towards me.

I quickly whipped around and ran towards the door.

I yanked and pulled onto the door handle.

"It's locked." The man said.

I began to bang onto the door, screaming. "Help! Help me! Let me out! Let me out!"

Suddenly a hand grasped onto my arm. "Would you stop, I have to-!" The man turns me around and my fist connects with his face.

"Fuck!" The man holds his nose and stumbles back. "You bitch."

"Takes one to know one." I snapped back and began to bang on the door again. "Help! PLEASE HELP!"

Both hands gasp onto my wrists and I'm turned around.

The man moves me from the door, towards the wall.

My head hits the tiled wall and pain rushes through my body.

I began to shake and scream, "LET ME GO!"

"Stop! Stop! Stop! I'm trying to help you." The man screams at me.

"NO! LET ME GO!"

Gripping both of my wrist with one hand, the man covered my mouth with the other.

I squirmed.

"I will only let go of your mouth if you just listen and listen carefully, okay?" His eyes connected with mine as he finished talking and I nodded.

His hand left my mouth.

I bit my lip, breathing heavily. "What?"

"I need to help you." The man plead before closing his eyes and opening them again. "Don't trust Tomas McCoy, don't trust him, please Emily. It's for your own safety."

"What are you talking about?! You're crazy!" I use all of my strength to push the man away from me.

"What are you talking about! My fiancé Tomas, is in the hospital?!" I yell at him, my hands clenched by my sides.

I groaned as I stared at the body in front of me.

Blue hair and green eyes.

I'm thankfully that Jason texted me before he left the club with Emmie, it would've been shit if he hadn't, but damn, did he seriously have to fucking knock him out?

I ran a hand down my face, it made things worst for me.

"Parker?! Parker?!" I heard a familiar voice call my name and I turned around.

Storming over towards me with a ferocious look on her face, was the woman of the night.

"What do you want Selma?" I snapped.

Great, just what I needed.

"What the fuck do you think you and your friend is doing?! One more body and this place will be shut down for good!" She screamed as her finger jabbed repeatedly into my chest. "I need this place to survive, it's the only thing I have left!"

I sighed, "I know, I know, okay? You're going to be fine, Selma, alright? The guys only knocked out, no one has killed anyone."

Selma let out a sigh of relief, her hand on her chest, "that's good, because when one of my bar maids said that she saw a body and Jason over it, I could've swear you guys were a part of that."

I shook my head, turning back towards the body, down on the floor. "Nope, we might be assholes, but we're not murders."

Selma walks up and stands beside me, her head cocks to the side. "Is he one of Jason's guys?"

"No, I've never seen him before, and Jason doesn't knock out his men. It could be someone else's."