My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 65: Changed Ya Mind

☆Kyara☆

I thank Katy-ann for covering for me, as I know she and Blaze have a sort of date night set, they're going to get dinner then relax in their room, and then I get to work.

I ignore Soul when he walks in a few minutes later, and Sarra takes over from Beth again. She laughs at me thinking she was Soul's girlfriend and tries to ask me all these questions. How long have I liked him? Did I only date Zane because I thought he was with her? And blah, blah, blah.

She even tells me that I should ignore his odd behaviour because he has some shit going on that is making things complicated.

That it's, Club business, I can't know about, but he's worried about drawing the wrong attention to me.

Fucking club business again! Why can't I know this shit!? It's starting to give me a headache and I wish she would stop talking to me because honestly, she's just making my mood worse.

Every time he comes to the bar, I make sure to move to the other end and let Sarra serve him. I see them talking to each other, and they're staring at me so I wonder what they're talking about!? Not. It's pretty damn obvious.

She's probably asking what the problem is, and he's telling her he doesn't want me anymore. Though we haven't had sex so maybe-

"Kyara!"

"What?" I ask turning to Doc who snapped at me. He's looking at me oddly.

"I asked how ya feelin'? As Soul upset ya?" I look back over to see his eyes still on me. Mine full of longing, his full of anger and frustration.

"Naw. He doesn't have to. I'm feeling a little shit, to be honest. The headache I can't get rid of. My thoughts are all over the place…" I look up at him and he's looking into my eyes, making me feel like I'm just being a silly girl with my rambling, "I'm sure it's just because I'm tired."

"Hmmm. I'll sort ya out wi' some more pills, will 'elp wi' the pain, 'n' 'opefully 'elp clear your 'ead. Ya finish at two?" He asks.

"Yeah. Two." I reply while handing a customer their drinks.

"Well, I still wanna talk ta you 'bout Jim. So I'll walk you 'ome, even if ya don't need an escort now. Though, it's never safe for anyone involved wi' the club ta be walkin' alone." He tells me with a raised eyebrow.

"I don't? Since when?"

"'Bout three hours ago." He tells me. I look at Soul, wondering why he came to get me when he didn't have to.

He's still staring at me, but now sitting with some of the other Sinners. Even Prez is sitting there.

"Ok. See you at two." He nods then walks off.
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I'm shattered, avoiding Soul has been a nightmare. Sarra started moving and sending me down to his end of the bar, so I would just ask him what he wanted all monotone, without looking at him, then get it and put it on the bar.

He'd try talking to me, but I would just walk away. Then he cornered me in the cellar. He was talking to Sarra again when I noticed we were out of a few shot bottles. I was sure I'd replaced them, but I can't fucking find them. So I go down and grab the ones I need, then head back, looking at a few boxes on the floor in case I left them in one of them. When I get to the door, he walks through it, blocking my path.

"What are you doing?" I ask. It is not safe for me to be alone with him. I need to get past and-

"I wanna know why ya keep avoidin' me." He asks, stepping in my way.

"Will you move!"

"Answer the question!" He growls.

"You don't answer any of mine! I'm not playing games, Soul. Just fucking move." I snap. Then he steps into me.