peekaboo, I'm watching you

Chapter fifteen : Better than drugs

Quin

I rushed around my room and looked in all my hiding spots. Oh fuck, I thought to myself rummaging through everything.  Where is it! I mentally shouted in frustration.

I ran my hand down my face as sweat started to trickle down my forehead.
How the heck can I get the job done if I can't find it! I moaned in anger at myself.

After what seemed like forever, I managed to find the small black bag I hide full of money for a just an emergency situation. It was stashed under my bed in the slit I had made under my bed. I had completely forgotten about it.

Well if I don't do this I guess it would sort of become an emergency, I reasoned with myself . Pacing around the room I decided to grab my phone and call him.

After a couple of rings, he finally answered the phone, " I knew you'd call me sooner or later" he purred.

I groaned in disgust at his playful tone with me as I spat, " I have the money,  where can I meet you?".

A couple of seconds pass by as he smugly replied,  "at the usual place".

"Ok, when " I replied icily.

"Now" he ordered.

"Ok, I'll be there in ten minutes" I replied calmly and hung up the phone.
It's for a good cause, I assured myself as I held my breath and made my way to our usual meeting place. I didn’t have a car so I had to walk. It’s only a twenty minute walk, I assured myself I can make it without it that long.

His house was quite big, both of his parents had their own businesses. They were always working however, they weren’t home that much. Upon arriving there  I knocked on his door. There was no answer, his parents are probably not in; in which would explain why he wants me here now. I waited a little while longer before I grew agitated and grabbed the door handle to see if the door was locked. It wasn’t .

I took a deep breath and slowly entered his house. I knew my way around his place and decided to walk towards the living room. Upon my way there I looked at the family photos of him and his family on the walls. How can someone with such a lovely home and family turn into such a monster? I wondered to myself. I pushed myself further to walk into his living room. His house was decent, it wasn’t too shabby like mine it was actually quite pleasant and modern.  I found him sitting on the couch, with his arms spread across the arm and top it. He looked so smug as he spoke, " well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Missed me already?" He teased.

" Quite the opposite in fact" I replied,  keeping my voice neutral as I glared at him.

" Hand over the money" he ordered, extending his arm. I reached in my pocket and grabbed the black bag as I hesitated to hand it over to him.

He smiled that fake smile he always puts on for a show, " That's a good girl".
Excuse me? Do I look like a dog to you? I thought to myself, annoyed at the way he talks towards me.

" So? Where is it? " I question him getting more and more agitated at the minute.

" There's been a slight problem getting the package, due to Fridays incident. Especially with the order you made, on getting it.  But I managed to get it just for you princess. However. . There's going to be more interest.. due to lack of contents I have on me, the price has gone up".

I took a deep breath and replied, my teeth gritted together, " more interest? I gave you all the money I have on me, how can I possibly pay you more? I don’t have any more money on me! It’s all I have there in that bag".

He looked at me with a twisted, sickening smile that made me wish the fake smile would come back.

He smoothly replied to my question,  " Did I say you had  to pay me back with more money?  There's other ways you can pay it off.. unless you don't want it..". His eyes started to lower to the rest of my body and lingered there for a moment or two to emphasise his point.

I took a deep breath, I felt as though he was undressing me with his eyes.
It's for a good cause, it's for a good cause, its for a good cause, I kept reminding myself as I exhaled slowly and unzipped my dress.