Clubrooms Diary novel Chapter 25

LISA

May 10th 2018

I watched as Layla rushed off towards her car looking like she wanted to murder the crap out of me. 

Not that I could blame her..... 

Now I have to find Chad and let him know that she won't be back at work for a few days. He's gonna be fucked off and I'm usually the one he likes to use as his verbal punching bag.

This time around I probably deserves it. Doesn't make it right on his behalf though, does it?

I just had to go ahead and open my big fucking mouth and tell Layla how I felt about Jimmy. It got me thinking yesterday when I saw him leave her room and I asked him if he was going to become a 'Layla Regular'. I joked about it and said... 

"You're a sick fuck, Jimmy. Even I wouldn't step that low and sleep with my brother's wife if he died." I snickered at his brazen activities. 

He didn't say anything. Instead, he furrowed his brows and stormed out of the club banging his head with his opened hands. I followed him out of the club, worried about his sudden outburst. 

"Hey... Hey Jimmy!" I called out to him before he hopped into his car. 

He looked at me and halted his actions. 

"What was that about?" I frowned at him. 

"What was what Lisa?" He glared at me as he slammed his door shut. 

I jumped. " I was only kidding."

"Do you think I like fucking Ryders wife?" His hands formed into fists at his sides. 

"Then why are you here? Is it your way of getting back at him for the shame he brought upon your family? Tainting your bloodline." I questioned him curious to know what was going on in that stubborn head of his. 

"Shame?" He looked at me bewildered by my comment. 

"Yes, shame for the sinister acts he did to those poor boys." 

"Don't talk about him like you fucking knew him, Lisa." Veins visibly appeared on his forehead as his face turned red.

"What else would you call it?" I scowled at him.

"You're right... I didn't know Ryder and I can't understand why your standing here defending him." 

"Defending him? He's my brother, what else am I meant to do?" He banged his fist against the roof of his sedan. 

"He took his life because of me." He started to bang his hand against his chest. 

"I was the wo..." He stops himself from saying anything further.

"What do you mean you're the one?" My eyes search his face eager for him to finish explaining himself to me.

"It's nothing." 

"You're lying." I accused him.

"Mind your own fucking business Lisa before you get burned too." He takes one more look at me before he jumps into his car and speeds off.