Escaping the goons

MALIA'S P.O.V.

How should I escape these goons?

Just how lucky am I to see them here in the club? I just want to earn a few dollars tonight!

Seeing them isn't on my plan!

"Hey!" the bold muscled guy pointed at me.

"Sh*t." There are a total of six of them and they're all chasing after me. Some of them- no, almost all of them look drunk. That is the worst state of them that I've dreamed to see when meeting them.

They all managed to hurt me when they were sane, I don't want to think about the possible sh*ts they'd do when they're drunk. 

"Get that b*tch!" France, the goon that looked like a monkey shouted. I just know that he's gritting his rotten teeth right now. 

I turn to see him.

Before I knew it, my mouth betrayed me. "You might lose a couple of teeth if you grit any further!" Oh shit. 

They all stopped running and then slowly turned in France's direction. France stopped running as well, but from where I am, I can see his head boiling. 

Any minute by now, his head would let out steam. 

"You bitch!"  He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Uh-oh…

"Get her!" He added between gritting his teeth, which made him look like king kong. 

Run! 

I'd be doomed this time! My feet ran as fast as they could. I feel like I've become a secondary student again from the way I ran fast. 

Oh, how I missed running away from my professors whenever they caught me skipping my class before.

I glanced at the goons, there were a bunch of people between us so it was hard for them to catch me easily. I'm just thankful that the DJ's all fired up, so the people in the club are all fired up as well.

That's a big help for me to escape from the sight of those ugly goons. 

I continued running when I realized that I'm not on the dance floor already. 

"Sh*t!" This is an open area, it'll be easy for them to catch me here! 

My eyes roam around, I need a place to hide- there! 

I ran towards an open door, and when I got in, I locked it immediately.

"Ha!" I opened my mouth hoping to catch all the oxygen on Earth to help me calm down. 

Where are they? 

I placed my ear on the door and waited for a few seconds. 

I don't hear any sound from outside.

Did I lose them? 

"Whoo!" Looks like it! I'm still lucky after all.

I'm so glad to see this room while running.

When my system calms down, my eyes roam around, there's lots of makeup and dresses here. A couple of vanity mirrors were placed beautifully on the wall.

This must be the dancer's dressing room.

"Where'd she go?!"

I flinched when I heard a voice outside.

Those are the goons. I know their voices! I've been hiding from them for a year so I am familiar with them already, even their footsteps are easy to remember!

Sh*t. Sh*t. 

"I have to hide."

Oh wait, I almost forgot that they're stupid, the room door is closed so they wouldn't think that I was here- "I saw her enter the room!" Ah, sh*t!

Why do they have to bring someone who has a few brain cells right now?! 

"Open the door!" A bang on the door made me sweat.

I'm taking it back, they're not stupid!

"Oh gosh." Panic is starting to enter my body.

"Open this door, you bitch!" 

As if I would!

"You're dead!"

I know! That's why I locked the door!

My eyes look for a place to hide. Behind the dress- No I won't fit there!

I look under the drawers. I won't fit in there as well! 

"Bitch! Just wait!" A loud bang echoed through the whole room. It seems like something just hit the door right now. What are they doing outside? That's not the sound from their hands. Are they dumb enough to bang their heads on the door? 

"Hammer the doorknob!"

W-what?!

They're hammering the door?!

"F*ck!" This is serious!  This is what I'm scared of, they're all drunk and they're so eager to get me!

I ran through the room but I couldn't see a good place to hide.

D*mn! I don't want to be their punching bag tonight! 

Oh gosh… I didn't stop around the room, with the hope of finding a good place to "Ahh!" I couldn't stop my scream when my hand slipped on a curtain, causing me to fall to my knees.

But the most shocking part is how I can see the inside of the club from where I am.

My face lit up at the realization. There's a door here! 

"There's a way to escape the goons! But why is this place connected to a stage?"

I searched for another path everywhere but there was no other one but the stage.

The stage even has a tiny bar around it. The partygoers are yet to see me, thanks to the dim light around here.

Ah! There's a glass around the stage that's separating it from the crowd. It must be the reason why I didn't hear anything earlier. 

My attention went back to the banging and shouting from the door.

Oh, poor goons! It looks like I'll succeed in running away again this time.

I was about to go to the stage when I remembered that I needed the goons to not recognize me. It would be dangerous to go there and show myself to everyone, which is just the same as showing the goons my location. I need to go there without them thinking that it's me.

I look around once again. 

There's no other way to leave this room other than the stage, and I'm yet to find a way that'll lead me outside the stage either, so I don't have a choice. Knowing these goons, they'll flip everything up just to get me. They've done that before. 

"That's right." Then the most possible way to camouflage enters my mind.

"I'll pretend to be a stripper!"

People around this area don't know me anyway since I'm from the neighboring town. I'll just bounce out after I dance a number or two.

I immediately went back to the dresses and removed my dress. I picked a cute bikini and wore the stilettos that my eyes caught.

 "Wait, I should wear a wig." My eyes landed on a pink wig on the corner.

Lucky!

Before the door breaks, I run towards the stage.

 "It's showtime."

I'm already in the center when the spotlight focuses on me, then the DJ must feel my presence because he changed the current song to a sexy one.

As soon as the music reached my ears, my body started to move, my hips sways, following the beat.

This is easy. Sexy dancing has never been hard for me. 

My heart beat fast when I heard the goon's voice behind me. 

I smiled when I heard one of them say, "She's not here!" 

I'm here, you dummies! See? They're stupid, a new wig was able to deceive them.

I sway my hips sexier when the song reaches its climax. I secretly glance at them. 

"Let's go!" France angrily walked towards the door and the others followed.

Easy.

Now. All I have to do is to leave this place.

Just a few seconds later, people started to gather around me.

Alright, I'll entertain you guys a little more! 

Thrill and excitement fill my system. I like dancing, but I love it when people are watching me while doing it. I don't know but sometimes I find it weird.

Then the song changes, it becomes slower and the volume decreases.

 I guess this is the time to leave this place. 

I was about to exit and bow to the people when a man in his formal attire entered the stage.

He opens a door on the corner. There's a door there?! 

Wait, why is he here? He was holding a mic. 

"Wow, what a performance! We may not know it but we got a talented girl with us tonight!" He shouted through his mic.

Oh, sir, I know, right? 

But why is he here? 

"Now, after witnessing tonight's performance, may we start the call?" 

Call? What is he saying? 

I walk in his direction and whisper to him, "What are you talking about?" 

"The bidding, of course." He whispers back.

People around us cheered loudly. The crowd went wild.

 Wait, what did he just say? 

They'll bid what?