Clifford’s Dancer – Episode 9

Clifford’s Dancer.

Written by Feathers.

Chapter 9

Alma.

He was indifferent in his expression.

As he turned to leave, I asked ; “Your name please?”

“It’s better you find out.” He said without smiling and walked away.

I showered and started to get myself used to the room.

I then rested, few minutes to 11PM, a knock landed on my door and I knew it would he Bob.

I stood and opened the door, I wasn’t surprised to see David.

I followed him to a very big hall, the stage there was beautiful and large.

I looked around but didn’t see anyone, thought I was supposed to see Clifford and his brothers.

Few minutes later, I sighted Clifford walked in with his brother, they all looked handsome but Clifford’s handsomeness was top notch.

They walked to the stage gallantly.

David then walked to one of the seats in the hall.

“Good evening.” I greeted Clifford.

He raised his head at me and expressed a look of disdain.

“Why did she look this way?” Clifford shouted as he faced David.

“She arrived today, I haven’t been able to take her to shop, just bear with her today.” David answered back.

I looked at myself and saw that I was only dressing simple.

“Do I look really bad?” I asked him.

“Not at all.” One of his brothers answered. He was the one that came to me to tell me that I shouldn’t worry if I get rejected by Clifford.

“Let’s commence?” Clifford said and and David went towards a musical studio

He played the instrument while Cliffford and his brothers began to sing while I stood waiting for them to signal for me to dance.

“Start dancing already!” Clifford said.

As I danced, Clifford couldn’t take his eyes off me as he sang.

I intentionally danced towards him, I was lost in the dance.

I thought he would adjust back but he only stood looking at me dancing and singing.

The chorus of the song was ;
“Hold my hand
show me how you dance
I’d love you in the moon and in
Even in the dark, you are sweet.

I stretched my hand as he sang the chorus again but he only glanced at my hand.

One of his brothers who had came to my room before received my hand and drew me closer to him.

I did not like that but I continued dancing close to him anyway

After all, he promised to help if Clifford won’t.

Clifford stopped singing all of a sudden and said; ” Do you have to hold her hand…let her dance freely.”

“Don’t you like it?” One of his brothers asked.

“I want her to dance freely.” Clifford answered.

“Why don’t you hold her and let her dance close to you , then?” His brother asked.

“No…I would never touch this poor girl.” Clifford answered and his brother dragged me very close to him that I was now in his arms.

I didn’t repel at all.

I glanced at Clofford’s face and saw that his face had become red and swollen. He wasn’t satisfied nor happy with the way his brother held me.

But why?


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