Clubrooms Diary

Chapter 48: Walking Into A Gunfight Like???

CHAD

May 15th 2018

I carelessly slam the door to my car, furious that my safe was broken into and no one knows anything

about it. Now I'm slightly freaking out how I'm going to come up with the lease money in a week. The

business has slowly started to dwindle, I have no Maddie, no Mal, Caddie and no one's seen Layla

either.

The entire East wing of the club is fucking cursed.

I put my keys in my pocket and take a few steps before I realise I've just stepped into a gunfight scene.

I see Amar and his muscle in front of MY club, when I take a closer look I see Amar clutching his

abdomen with blood pooling around his hands. I shift my focus to my right, Mals standing behind the

lady detective, crying, her hands stained with blood. I see Lisa glaring at me with a 'You dumb son-of-a-

bitch' expression on her face.

I glare back with a, 'How the fuck was I suppose to know' look on mine. I mean shit, I just stepped out

of my car and It's not like it's an everyday occurrence that people will start shooting each other in front

of a brothel.

"Hey Mal,' I quietly call out getting her attention.

When her gaze locks with mine, " Did you do that?" I try to keep the excitement out of my voice and fail

horribly.

She frowns, fine lines etching across her face as she nods her head. I look over at Amar, amusement

written all over my face when I look back at her. I smile with wide eyes and give her the thumbs up. Her

eyes form into thin slits and she flips me the bird. I tilt my head down, raising my hand up to scratch the

back of my head, masking the smirk on my face.

"MALAYINA!!!!!" Amar bellows out, his voice travelling through the air, disrupting my aura of

enthusiasm.

"You're in danger, you need to come with me now. I can keep you safe if we leave now." He continues

to yell out as he staggers forward with determination evident on his face.

"No!" She cries out. "Leave me alone, I don't want to be with you, you sick bastard." She hiccups,

smearing the tears across her face violently.

Lisa, takes two steps to the side, nearing Mal, reaching her side she embraces her.

"Slowly start to back away and get into the white Chrysler, two cars back." The detective murmurs,

trying not to move her lips too much.

"You belong to me now, whether you like it or not, You. Are. Mine!" He winces as he reaches his

protector, placing his hand on his shoulder, he says something to him in Greek that has him lowering

his weapon.

"She doesn't want anything to do with you Amar, you're family can't have everything they desire." The

detective calls out again.

"Evie, please don't let him take me." Mal whimpers as Lisa slowly drags her backwards.

"You're safe babe, I'll keep you safe." She says, reassuringly.

"She's my wife, you can't keep her away from me!"

His wife? I had to practically pick my jaw up off the floor. Without her awareness, the cunning jerk

managed to attach himself to her. My club has more drama in a day than a Turkish television series, so

it's no surprise she stabbed him.

"MALAYINA!! If you don't come to me I will order Vanko to start shooting."

Vanko raises his hand again, he aims his gun at the detective, myself then back at the detective. Sweat

starts to bead on my forehead, I instantly drop to the ground, in two days I have stared down the barrel

of a gun three times, faced death three times and Amar is always involved. You know the saying right?

'Third time Lucky' well this is the third time and I don't feel lucky!

The sound of glass shattering and tyres popping fills the air as a loud crackling sound dissipates in the

air. I raise my head to see Vanko shooting. They've shot up the Chrysler that the girls were attempting Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

to reach. Their screams fill the air, and my heart sinks when I hear Lisa yell my name, MY name!

I get down on all fours and begin crawling to them, weaving through the cars as the bullets continue to

ricochet through the air. When I get to their side, Lisa is on the ground, shot.

"The bullet hit the ground and hit her." Mal cries out as she tries to stop the bleeding with her hands.

"T.th..the bullets were flying through the air and she used her body to shield mine." She whimpers.

To help stop the bleeding, I take off my top, tear it into long strips, and tie the fabric around her leg.

"You're going to be okay Lisa darling," I inform her, trying to keep the tremble out of my voice.

Seconds later, the Detective arrives at our side, her eyes scanning Lisa for any additional injuries. "We

need to get her to a hospital right away or she'll bleed out." She applies pressure to the wound to stop

the bleeding.

"We need to move now, I've run out of bullets and I don't know if I've managed to slow them down or

not."

"My car, we can take my car." I reach into my pocket and pull out the keys, holding them up in the air.

"Mal take the keys and get the car." I ground out. "They won't shoot you." I jiggle my keys when she

doesn't take them.

"Mal!" When I look up, she's gone.

"Fuck!" I slowly stand and watch her walking towards Amar. "Mal!" I call out to her.

She returns my stare, tears running down her cheeks and a scared grimace on her face.

"I'm so sorry...." She cries out. "Get her help, save her, Chad!" A scream escapes from her lips.

Vanko encircles her waist, lifts her off the ground, and carries her to the SUV, where Amar is waiting

with the back door open. She's screaming and kicking as they load her into the SUV and drive away.

"They fucking kidnapped her." I cast a glance at the detective.

"They won't hurt her, I promise I'll get her back. However, we must get your friend to a hospital

immediately."

I bend down, pick up Lisa in bridal fashion, and carry her to my car......

TO BE CONTINUED....