THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 41 – 50
DOWNTOWN, A GAY CLUB*
“I still don’t understand why you had to drag me all the way here” Conrad complained as he came out of the car with Hyce.
“Banks is busy burning his time away at the Loft, so be my guest for tonight” Hyce threw his hand on his shoulder, holding him in a headlock.
“The hell!” Conrad pushed him away.
“Stop being salty!” Hyce rolled eyes.
“This is a gay club, I’m not gay, you are the bloody gay!” Conrad snapped.
“Banks isn’t gay but he follows me. Seriously I wish Banks were here it’d have been…
Conrad was already walking in before he could finish up.
He grinned before going in with him, getting lost in the sinful maze.
There are just males in there, and there are male strippers who’re seasoning the night with their performance on stage.
“Hey you’re cute!” A guy told Conrad, slapping his @ss.
Conrad elbowed him on the rib, and the guy fell.
“Do not fuçking touch me! I’m not gay!” He warned.
“Be kind” Hyce pulled him away from the spot.
They were on their way to get drinks when Conrad’s eyes caught one of the male strippers performing.
He stopped walking.
“What’s up?” Hyce nudged him.
“There” Conrad motioned at the stage, and Hyce traced his eyes to see Isaac!
He’s one of the male strippers.
“Fuckity fûck” he muttered in shock.
THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 41 – 50
NEXT MORNING, LOFT*
The first class is by 10, so Levi did his morning necessities at the Loft, not bothering to go to the mansion.
He came out at 9 with the plan to use 30 minutes for his drive to the campus, but immediately he climbed his motorbike, his eyes caught something.
Someone used spray paint to write MOTHERFUCKER!!! Boldly on the wall of the building.
The culprit is obvious.
He gritted his jaws before wearing his helmet, started the bike then drove roughly down the road.
What’s the saying about the stubborn fly again?
It enters the grave with the corpse.
She needs to understand that.
He’d make her understand.
As he drove, the morning chilliness helped him purge some of his stiffness.
Besides hockey, riding his motorbike is the other thing that keeps him alive.
He’d never trade the two for anything.
He arrived at school and luckily didn’t meet his friends waiting at the park.
Even better, he’s not ready for their madness this morning.
He entered the departmental bloc.
THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 41 – 50
“Rain wants to join us? For real?” Nina sounded ecstatic as she asked the question.
She’s walking the hallway with the rest of the girls.
“She legit came to my place last night” Emory replied.
“Why so sudden though?” Lizzy muttered.
“Exactly my point” Emory replied.
“Maybe she’s shy. Introverts like her find it hard to socialize, and she’s welcome” Rebekah said.
“Y’all are behaving like you’ve been waiting for her to ask” Emory said.
“Yeah, I’ve been waiting all my life” Nina replied, and Emory chuckled, getting a candy bar from her bag.
“We can bond at the trip tonight” Lizzy said.
“Tonight?” Emory blinked.
“You didn’t check the group? We’re leaving tonight, plane already booked. The president said it’d be more fun to make it a red-eye flight. We only have to come for our room numbers in campus at 7PM” Rebekah explained.
“I missed a lot last night, haven’t even packed my bags” Emory groaned.
“You’ll get over this” Nina patted her.
“Stop it” Emory replied, and Nina laughed.
“The restroom, need to pee before the class!” Emory excused herself and rushed to the nearest.
She did her business and came out only to meet the devil waiting in front of it.
He’s blank, and she took a look at his chest, but it’s covered with his black shirt, so she can’t see the nature of the wound.
Was he cursed with black outfits or something?
THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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