Clifford’s Dancer – Episode 25

Clifford’s Dancer.

Written by Feathers.

Chapter 25

Alma.

“Something else!” He exclaimed.

“Oh yeah! something else.” I reiterated.

He lowered his head and continued playing the keyboard, as I want to commence dancing, he paused abruptly again and said; “Something else like?”

“Well, I’d like to keep that personal, after all, you do not care.” I said.

” I shouldn’t even be asking, I made a silly mistake for asking.” He was quiet for a while after speaking those words.

He pressed a key and asked; “Are you guys in a relationship?”

“Of course….not.” I answered.

“Oh! I thought you were a slùt, I still can’t bring myself to understand what you and a grown up adult would be doing in the same room. Well, you poor people like money and would do anything for money.” He said.

“I’m not a slùt, also, I’d never collect a dime from him…play the music and sing please.” I said.

He nodded and began to play the music and sing. After we were done rehearsing, I walked back to my room without saying a word to him.

Why is he concerned about me?

Later that night, I was fast asleep when I perceived a weight around me. I opened my eye and saw an image sitting before me.

The light that I had turned off had been turned on and that really made me nervous. I examined myself first to be sure that nothing is wrong with me.

I then adjusted right and asked; “Who are you?”

The figure stood and turned to me. It was Clifford. I should have known.

“Why are you breachng my privacy, I’m just a dancer on a ten days contract, why are you trying to create a scandal around me. Please leave.” I said without giving him the time to explain himself.

“It’s a good thing you know you are just an ordinary dancer, I only came here to give you a script that contains a lyrics of my new song, you should master it.” He said.

“Lyrics! I don’t care what you want to give me, you can let it stay till morning. I do not like this at all.” I let out.

“Who are you to speak to me that way? I can do whatever I want…now, get out of my house.” He said strongly.

“Excuse me? you want me to get out of the house, what have I done? Oh! just because I expressed my dissatisfaction at how you beeached on my privacy?” I asked.

“I feel insulted. If I can suspend my own brother , who are you? Now, get out.” He said and I took my face to the wall clock. It was fifteen minutes after 1AM.

“Are you this cruel, you want me to leave this night? something evil might happen to me.” I said.

“I don’t care, lady. Get out of my house.” He commanded.

“Carry me, then. It’s the only way you can get me out of here.” I said and sunk to the bed.

I laid with my back and stretched my two legs majestically on the bed.