My Dirty Sinner

Chapter 74: Call Me Damage

⚠️TriggerWarning⚠️

☆Kyara☆

The line is silent except for the heavy breathing. When that goes on for a few seconds, I think it was an accidental dial, and prey they didn't hear me answer it so I can hang up.

"Don't you fuckin' dare hang up! You answer everyone a my fuckin' calls from now on, whore. 'N' reply ta my message instantly! Do ya fuckin' understand me?" The man screams down the phone at me. It's not a voice I recognise though.

"W-who is -"

"I'm ya worst fuckin' nightmare. But you can call me Damage. Now, what information ya got?"

"I-I don't -"

"If ya stopped whorein' ya cunt out ta Soul 'n' the likes, you'd 'ave the fuckin' info. Now, meet -"

"I-I can't meet you. I-I don't h-ha-have the information -"

"Figure out a way ta get ta the fuckin' store in the next ten minutes, I'll be waitin' for ya. We 'ave a little incentive ta get ya to do as ya told. If ya don't… You'll soon find out what that incentive is, coz it will be in ya room at the cozy b'n'b ya stay at, warmin' up in ya shitty purple print quilted bed when ya least expect it." He threatens then hangs up. How did he know the colour of my blanket? Mum only changed it yesterday.

I start hyperventilating, what the fuck do I do? I got everything this morning! What excuse would I have, someone will probably want to come with me. I'll just go and grab something for my lunch, then let Mum know I won't be home for it. Taking a deep sniff of my soul bands I calm down and look to see that it's taken me six minutes to calm down enough, to get my arse in gear.

I run out of the laundry room and grab my bag, all without anyone stopping me, or asking why I'm in a rush. I glance over to the bar and see Katy-ann who raises her eyebrow in question, and I mouth to her that I'll be back shortly.

I run out the doors and run toward the shop, and I don't stop until I'm nearing the doors they cornered me near the last time. I waited, but no one turned up, so I sent a message to Damage and asked him where I was supposed to go as he was nowhere to be seen. A few seconds later someone grabs me and hauls me into the back room.

"You're such a stupid fuckin' whore. Why ya waitin' out there for?" I look up to see it's a guy covered in tattoos, including some on his face. He has short messy black hair, and piercings in a lot of places, including his bare-chested nipples. He's almost attractive if it wasn't for his manhandling me and speaking to me like shit and the whole repulsive vibe he gives off that is. He also looks familiar somehow, like I've seen him somewhere before, but I can't place him.

He drags me deeper into the warehouse part of this place and then throws me to the floor, or more like he throws me at the feet of Big Jimmy. I look up at him and he's sneering down at me, and I really don't like the way he looks at me, it's exactly how Jimmy always looks at me. When he reaches down to help me up, I scramble up and away from him, making him burst out laughing.

"What ya got for me then?" He asks, as Damage steps up behind me, moving me back toward big Jimmy.

"I-I don't ha-have anything but a time -" I cut off when Damage grabs my hair, pulling it back.

"That's why I said stop whorin' yaself out ta Soul! Fuck the rest of 'em, 'n' get the information. I know it's soon, so ya don't 'ave much time left! This is your only warnin' stay away from Soul. Make 'im crazy wi' jealousy that he leaves for Austin, 'n' if I so much as find out ya spoke to 'im nicely. I'll set J -" He growls in my ear, making my heart rate spike. I mean what was I thinking, coming here in the first place? There's nothing they can do to scare me. But in my fright, I wasn't thinking clearly, and now here I am. But he doesn't finish what he's saying, because Big Jimmy cuts him off.