Chapter4
I checked the bathroom and the balcony. I tried calling him but his phone was turned off.
Oh God let him be okay.
“He is not here,” I yelled unable to handle the situation. Tears formed in my eyes.
“How do you not know if he came back?” I shouted
“I left early, you know i sleep at it,” he answers running a hand through his hair, Hearing the commotion the other guys exited their room and looked at
The worried
“What’s wrong?” Roman asked with a frown.
“Where is Keith?” I turned to them, and they all looked perplexed leaving me more anxious.
“How the hell did you not know where he is?” | barked they all exchanged clueless looks and Dexter stepped forward.
“He got into an argument with Taylor and he left early. We thought he was sleeping since we didn’t see him anywhere.” He said.
“Was he drunk?” I questioned and already guessing the answer. “Are you all clueless toddlers you let him leave alone while he was drunk,” I shouted.
“He was going to hail a cab Karry calm down,” Byron assures.
“What argument?” My brother quizzes. All of the guys were now avoiding my eyes, annoying me further.
“What the hell happened there Dexter?” I cried out tears streaming down my face.
My sister–in–law and two of my friends entered as she pulled me to her. “Relax Karry,” Xaviera hushed me holding me close.
“What the hell happened after I left you fools?” My brother growls fury visible in his tone.
“Taylor called dancers, Dexter mumbled and I turned my head sharply towards him glaring at him.
“You fucker.” My brother hissed at him, and his wife held him back. Thats when I realised the slightest bruise on Taylor’s face, who didn’t seem to give a shit about what was going down
“You know what Taylor, I’ll deal with you later,” Saying so, I stormed out as my brother followed behind.
“You are not going alone.” My brother asserted, and I didn’t protest because I was running low on both patience and energy.
It was already sunrise, so we halled a cab
cab from the Hotel instructing him to drive to the pub. I hope my Keith is fine.
It took us twenty minutes, the second we reached there I climbed off, hurriedly running down the path and sprinting straight to the front desk by the office area. There was no one, so I rushed to the fatass guard strolling down the parking lane smolding smugly.
“Excuse me have you seen this Man here.” I showed a picture of Keith that we clicked yesterday.
“Yeah, the man entered the gate, didn’t see him leaving though.” He replies blowing smoke. “I am off duty now Madam, you can go ask inside.” He adds. I dashed inside and my brother and sister–in–law followed, I stopped a cleaning girl.
“Have you seen this man here? I asked, she shook her head in denial.
“Fuck” I kicked a can in anger, if something happened to him and I was so fucking clueless, sleeping peacefully I would never forgive myself.
Just then a bouncer walks up towards us. “Who are you guys searching for?” He questions. I showed him the picture and he frowned for a second before responding
“Who is he may ask? He asked me, I hated the tension in his voice.
“My fiance.” My words only made him more troubled, and then he shook his head, something like empathy dancing in his eyes.
“He is upstairs Mam in one of the private rooms Mam, I wouldn’t suggest going there.” He utter hesitatingly
I narrowed my eyes and glared at him, “Can you just give me the keys?” I scoffed.
“I’ll talk to your boss don’t worry I know him,” my Brother convinces him.
“How do I know you’re not stalling?” Upon his doubt, my Brother pulled out his contact and called his friend who immediately allowed the bouncer to give us the keys.
“If you say so ” He shrugged leaving and coming back with a ly. He didn’t hand it to me, so we followed him to the stairs and up to the private area for the rooms. My heart was hammering, my mouth was dry.
Relax Karissa he is fine, just drunk and exhausted.
phaped
He unlocked the door and I stepped ahead to peek inside, with my head throbbing. And what I saw was worse than any nightmare or horrendous situation I’ve gone through in my life.
Keith was fast asleep with his hands resting on the woman beside him, on her breast to be exact. The sheets covered their lower parts, but I knew they were naked!
