Why Me?

Chapter 2

Samuel's P.O.V

I received a phone call from one of my buds and he asked if I wanted to hit up at our usual club. Of course I had to say yes because I'm Mr.Grumpy which is what everyone calls me.

When I arrived at our usual club there was a new dancer and she looked awfully familiar. That's Allison James. Her father owes me money, but he is, of course, on drugs. Our eyes locked the minute she almost ended. I didn't like her in that outfit. I don't know why but my blood began to boil. She's probably nothing but a whore. 

When she ended and changed, luckily she was in something more decent, I decided to make my move. She called me a bastard. Does she know who I am? She snatched her wrist away from my grip and started walking away. When I shouted at her, she automatically stopped and looked at me and came my way. "What do you want?" she asked me. I want you of course. Why did I say that? When I didn't answer she slapped me and walked out of the door. 

I told my guys that I'm heading home early but really I'm going to follow her. When I reached her house her father came out and took the money then slapped her. How dare he lay a hand on a beautiful girl. Wait why did I just call her beautiful? We're not together and she is probably a whore. But by the looks of it she was crying after the slap. 

That's it I went out of my car and told Allison to get in my car. At first she refused but then thought about it and went in my car. I went into her house and saw her dad lighting weed. Great how can she deal with that? That's disgusting. I left before he could ever see me. At least I hope. 

I got back into my car with a now sleeping Allison. She looked so peaceful and harmful. I start to drive to my penthouse when she wakes up. "Where are you taking me?" She asks. "Away from your father." She seemed to understand cause she moved in her seat and kissed my cheek saying, "Thank you." I didn't reply instead I nod my head. Hopefully she is not a whore. "Oh and by the way you're quitting your job at the club. I don't like you in those stripper outfits." "Uh I kinda can't quit sir. See my dad's friend owns that club and my dad forced him not for me to get fired or for me to quit." she says shyly. 

And with that the rest of the car ride was silent.