LAWLESS

CHAPTER SIX

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"Use me as your cumdump... and... let me join in your business." I told Mikey.

He looked away uninterested and continue eating. "You'll be my cumdump, but we don't work with women."

I rolled my eyes. "Why? I can really help you in anyway I can."

"We view women as an item, a toy we can play with. A cumdump like who you will be for me from now on." Mikey said harshly, but I don't care.

"If I am your item, then use me. In bed, in your business, however you want."

I am bored to live this life anyway, maybe I'll get lucky and die while being with him.

He didn't respond, just eating quietly, not listening or glancing an eye on me.

After we're done eating, we went back to the club.

"Prepare your things, I'll be taking you tomorrow." He said when we get off the car.

I ignored him just looking a far in front of the club.

Mikey pushed me, my back hitting the car loudly. "Don't let other men touch you until I take you tomorrow, okay?" He asked.

I really feel nothing and emptiness in him but it seems like he's really mad being ignored.

"Okay." I answered and crossed my arms. "Then while you are away think about my offer or maybe just don't come back here for me." I told him and walked away.

Does he think he's the only rich man I'll meet? Maybe I'll just go with his men.

Mikey left and I went inside the club. Ms. Solana woke up seeing me, she was sleeping on a table there.

"How was it? What happen? Did he liked you?" She asked excitedly.

I sighed. "Can you ask once at a time?"

"Did you do it?" She asked trying to contain her excitement, she knows how annoying she is right now.

I nod. "I don't know if he likes me, but he said don't let other men touch me while he's gone."

Ms. Solana giggled in joy. "I can now smell the money in my bank account." She inhaled.

I didn't mind her and stood up to go in the dressing room where I left my things. I change to something comfortable and took the wallet I stole last night. I went outside after telling Ms. Solana that I'll just go around riding my skateboard.

At the nearest park, I ride with some kids. Might be same age as mine.

While resting, I checked the wallet I got and throw everything on the trash can except the money. The owner of the wallet is just a fat ass old man like what I saw in his ID.

I put the money in my short's pocket and get on the skateboard again. I spend the whole day playing around the streets when I saw my mom giving flyers of my dad's face near at an intersection.

Shaking my head, I went away riding my board. Does she even remember my birthday? It's not like I care anyway.

At night I bought a small cake to at least celebrate this fucking day.

Through the backdoor of the club, I entered a videoke room. Alone in that room, I lit up a candle. I played the birthday song on the videoke, the one with a voice singing on it. Imagining that someone is singing it for me, I smiled painfully.

I blow the candle when the song ended. I remained in that room looking dense, until a customer came to use the room.

They are oggling at my body when I am wearing pants and long sleeves, damn these lowlifes ruining my birthday.