Switchblade

Chapter 8: Perverts

Tati heard the door knob begin to shake. She quickly got up and stood next to it, against the wall. Patiently waiting for whoever would be the unlucky asshole to enter.

The door peeled open. Once it was far enough, Tati swung the lamp at the head of the intruder.

But he dodged quickly and grabbed her wrist then led her inside.

He flicked the light on.

Tati saw Killian standing in front of her and staring at the lamp in her hand.
He yanked it then threw it out of the door into the hallway. The decor shattered on impact.

She stared up at him angrily while he looked down at the bags he carried in his hand.
Her eyes followed his and saw.

"You got clothes and necessities like a toothbrush." he stated. He held the bags at her and shut her door.
"I don't want that shit. I want you to let me go."
He tossed the bags onto the bed.
"Move." she commanded and of course he didn't.
His eyes stared down her body again.
"Hello?!" She began slapping his chest with the back of her hand to get his attention. Unfazed by how solid it was, she just wanted to get out. "I know you're not fucking deaf!"
He stared at her full lips while she yelled at him.

"Fucking weirdo." she said and walked away from him.
His eyes caught her perfect ass like usual.
"Try it on." he commanded.
"Stop talking to me and get out if you're not gonna let me go." Tati instructed. She faced away from him with her arms crossed.

Killian got away from the door and approached her quietly. So quietly that she didn't even hear that he was. Until he was directly behind her and began speaking lowly into her ear.
"If you don't want your mother to lose her throat...I suggest you get real good at following directions." he stated. His eyes looked down at how her ass was only a centimeter away from his crotch. "Try it on." he reiterated.

She turned around and faced up at him while he looked at her lips.

She just scowled, visibly annoyed and enraged by him. But with arms still crossed she went to do what he said.

"Get out." she instructed and started digging through the bag.
He looked at her. She looked back.
"I'm not getting changed with you watching me! Get out!" she yelled.
He turned and went to the door. He walked out and closed it behind himself just to let her change. His eyes checked his watch as a timer.

After a minute, she opened the door and was visibly unamused.

He stared down at her.

"You fucking perverts bought me either lingerie or tank tops and shorts that barely fit my fucking body?! Are you out of your fucking mind?!" she shouted angrily. She was in a light pink tight tank and a pair of shorts that were one size away from just being underwear.
Killian stared at her body while he listened to her rant about how gross and sexist they were.
"Do you always pull shit like this, you fucking weirdo?! Did you purposely not ask for my fucking size so you could do some crazy shit like this?! How creepy did you look in the fucking women's section?!"
"I ain't buy it." Killian spoke up. But I ain't mad at whoever did. He stared at her cleavage.

He walked back into the room and she backed away, since he didn't care that she was standing there. He shut the door.

"You're gonna get a job." he stated.
"Great so even when I'm kidnapped, I gotta work." she said and walked back over to the bags.
He looked at her ass that hung out of the shorts.
Fuck... he thought.
She turned around once she heard him stop talking and just saw him staring. She quickly covered her ass.
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!" she shouted.
He looked in her eyes.
She flinched and calmed down.

"I didn't kidnap you." he said and looked at the floor.
Tati's eyebrows furrowed. "You forcefully stripped me from my home without my consent, shoved me into the back of a car, and moved me from point A to point B to live temporarily without me agreeing. All you were fucking missing was a zip tie and a blindfold. You fucking kidnapped me, bitch!" she yelled.

He ignored her outburst.
"What did you do before you came here?" he asked.
"What? Like for a job?"
He didn't answer.
"I was a bartender." she answered.
"You'll be a bartender for the club. Your attire is lingerie. You stay here and you'll just lose your mind."

Tati realized that would be a great time to run.
Killian didn't tell her he'd have men watching the building just because he wanted her to try. Part of him thought it would be funny to watch her fail again.

"Nothing else to do but curse you out and think of ways to kill you." she admitted.
He chuckled. She humors him.
"Your first shift starts tomorrow at 8pm."
"Thanks I'll set an alarm on the phone I don't fucking have."
"Someone will come to tell you when to get dressed. Same as they'll bring you food."
"I CAN'T EVEN LEAVE THE ROOM TO EAT?! Oh, you assholes are really fucking crazy." She laughed it off. "I could slap the shit out of you."
He licked his lips while she just ranted and cursed again. He wondered if this was her usual vernacular or if he just brought it out in her. Did she always curse this much?

"Somebody will be here in a few minutes with your food."
"And if I have a food allergy?" she asked.
"Do you?"
She rolled her eyes. "Seafood."
"Alright."
She sighed. "You brought me here without an epipen."
"You won't need it. Nobody's gonna give you seafood. I need you alive or else ransom doesn't work."
"Shut up, asshole." she snapped.
He snickered quietly to himself and left the room.

Tati listened to him locking the door. She hoped one of these days he'd forget.

She looked back through the bags of clothes and scoffed. Nothing but clothes that would declare her half naked.
If she got cold, then what?
They didn't think with anything but their dicks. She slapped the bags then walked back to the door and sat against it.
Bullshit... she thought.

~•~

Killian walked around the lounge as the guys played their card games and drank their liquor.

"I'm bringin' a new body to Club 2 tomorrow." he spoke up.
They all looked at him while he spoke. Just like they were supposed to.
"I want at least one of you at every window and every door surrounding the place. She likes tryin' to run. You can take shifts if you want to but if those spots are ever free enough that she successfully gets away, I'm gonna kill all of you and then I'm gonna hire a new crew."
"Yes, sir..." they replied nervously because they knew he was serious.
"She's got a mouth on her. I know a lot of you are short tempered, but not nearly as much as I am. Touch her...and I'll kill you." he said as he swirled his drink and stared down at it.
"Yes, sir..." they replied quietly.

"One of you get up and go buy her a jacket and some pants."
The entire table stood up.
He looked at them. "You can't count to one?"
They all looked amongst each other.
"I-I'll go." said Shawn. He nodded to his boss and coworkers then left the room.

Killian looked at the rest of them.
"Sit down." he instructed.
They all sat.

He finished the rest of his drink. Then placed the glass down and left the room.