Fallen Hearts Pt. 4 -The Case of the Ex

She gets so startled when seeing her ex walk in and greet Tilisha that she begins to feel lightheaded and second guesses if she is actually living in this unforeseen nightmare. It's not that she can't handle encountering him but the way they ended things made it impossible for them to be cordial, or at least in Kaylie's case. Shortly after the last call for happy hour was made, Squeez makes his way back onto the floor and gives his daily expectations to all the dancers on for this shift. He is very strict and ALL about his money which is what makes Kaylie like him even more. A focused and independent man screams stability and that's something she dreams of having one day. Kaylie feels a pair of eyes on her as her gaze shifts away from Squeez. Even in this moment with her ex just walking into the club where she now works on the other side of town that was sworn to be forbidden by him, she feels safe but fear of his unknown plans set in. There's only one side that Kaylie has shown since her move and that's just how she plans on keeping it. She is always calm and professional and that's exactly how she wants to keep things at work.

Kaylie continues to seduce the man who beckons her over, flashing bills in the air as she walked back out onto the floor. Her attention was centered out finding out what her ex is doing in the club, this club out of them all. "Cmon, baby. Do that lil' thing you was doing on stage," the man said as he went to slap her ass. Squeez was was once again managing everything while also keeping his eyes on Kaylie. He could tell she was becoming uncomfortable with this guy's aggression by the way she was gesturing for him to calm down. It's common for older men to frequent the club in the middle of the day and get plastered off the specials at the bar. But this man in particular has an exterior that yells PERV and Kaylie is still learning the ropes. "Um, please don't touch me," Kaylie calmly says to the man as she gestures for him to bring his hands back closer to himself. She wants to be assertive but still get paid at the same time--this is when an attitude like Tilisha's would come in handy she thinks to herself. "Is this man bothering you, baby?" Squeez pops up and asks. "Uh, no. Nn..no. I was just telling her to do that lil'.." the guy was relaying in the most drunkest state ever. He couldn't even finish his statement before Squeez throws a right hook into his nose making blood splatter everywhere. Pointing at the sign above the stage, "Read that for me play boy!" Squeez yells, making the man shake in fear. "I said read it!" Squeez yells again. "Dancers.. are not to be..touched" he slowly mutters with the bit of ability left within him and spitting blood through his teeth. 

Squeez stands up straight, adjusts his button down and walks away. He pulls out the white handkerchief his grandfather always told him to carry in his pocket to wipe off the specks of blood on his TF belt. He gestures to Poke, his right hand man, to get someone to clean up the mess and usher the guy out. He sees that company has arrived to the club so he waits for Tilisha to finish up and begins walking over to do the final assessment. Guys from different sides of town don't really get along nor are they cordial with each other so it's no telling how things are about to go down. Tilisha on the other hand, looking out for her well being, gives Squeez the signal that everything is cool. He once again adjusts his button down and takes another route, residing in the lounge area of the club that he oversees everything from. It's obvious that he is heated by their presence but knowing how he is as a person, he will never reveal his true emotions so he plays it cool. As he watches Kaylie, he sees that her focus in on the guy from the other part of town Tilisha is doing a paid party for. She watches Tilisha get him situated in his section before walking off to grab the girls who are also apparently booked to dance for him and his crew. 

Although they are in two sections parts of the club, their eyes meet and facials are exchanged. Kaylie feels the bottomless pit she once did months ago, making fear wash over her. In the case of her ex, his unbothered exterior yells that he owns the club as he slowly and confidently walks toward Kaylie. This the exact day she prayed to God to never happen--she absolutely dreaded this day for so many reasons. Screaming and cringing on the inside is only half of what she is feeling. His steps advance toward her in a way that casts attention on the both of them. On the outside looking in, it comes across to others as if they're preparing to engage in conversation but this is far from internally accurate for them. Kaylie's mind tells her to stay put and stand her ground but her feet become disobedient and she begins moving backwards as though she was under hypnosis. 

Surprisingly, once he was completely in front of her, fear turned into anger and aggression. She folds her arms and awaits the bullshit that's about to salivate from his mouth. It's as if all the confidence she was searching for years ago had built up all for this exact moment in time.  Even his way of assessing her body causes her to adopt a physical stance that reads, "try me" to everyone in the club. Tilisha comes back with the bottles that come with the VIP section, ready to make a grand entrance only to find the crew sitting around on their phones. She does a quick glance around the club and sees Lenton reaching for Kaylie's hand. Tears start to stream down her eyes and before you know it, blackness encompasses her vision.

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Just stop, stop!

You raising your voice at me? Huh, he says getting in her face.

I didn't mean to sound..just look at me, L..

The door opened and slammed before she could finish. He walked in and quickly assessed the room to see what the uproar is all about. 

Go shower and quit acting stupid before you get handled, Lenton what I told you about talking to this dumb bitch? She ain't here for all that extra shit, he said clinching his fists.

Nah, I was trying to get her ready for you that's all.

She retreated to the bathroom, closing the door and quickly twisting the lock before dropping to her knees. Her sobs grew deeper and her shirt wasted no time becoming drenched in her fear, hurt, and deep anguish. How did she get to this...place?

His touch brought her back to the present, causing her to jump. She realizes that this is the one thing she swore she would handle no matter the consequences. "Don't touch me, bitch!" Kaylie angrily yells, jerking her arm away from his slight grip. His expression quickly changed from confidence to that narcissistic smirk she grew to hate years into the hell he put her through. 

"You good, homie?" Squeez asks walking up, putting his right hand on top of his left at the tip of his belt buckle. "Yeah, yeah. All good, bro," Lenton says smirking at Kaylie and turning to go back towards VIP. Kaylie's face turns red and tears well up in the ducts of her eyes. She begins briskly walking to the back when Squeez reaches for her hand. She feels him but continues onward. Before they make it to the showers, Squeez pulls Kaylie in front of him by her waist, making her face him. Silence takes over--words never surface and Kaylie doesn't reject his tight grip on her waist. He pulls her closer and lifts her chin so their eyes meet, she can feel his breath on her nose making her wet. Thoughts run wild in Kaylie's mind, she's stuck on the moments that just took place with Lenton but her heart and body are fighting for her to become engulfed in the present. Since the first time she laid eyes on Squeez there was something about him intrigued her. 

Their lips touch and she begins to softly moan, lifting her leg up for him to grab. Without hesitation, Squuez rises to all her bodily commands and gently strokes her leg until he comes to the heat of her soul. Kaylie's head leans backwards in ecstasy from Squeez' kisses on her neck. She wants more of him but even in this moment, she wishes she were someone else, taking her out of the moment. Squeez complies and searches for answers in her eyes. Still not uttering a word to each other, Squeez takes Kaylie into his arms and unlike the other encounters, she lets her guard down. At this point, she knew..