Servant of Lust

Chapter 6

A/N: TRIGGER warning for strong language and pointless brutality. Oh and vomiting. If you don't want to read it just skip the rest of the chapter after the first part.

The incident with the crew guy thankfully ends up to be a one-time thing. Over the next weeks no client calls me by my real name. The only ones who do so are Jen and James.

James... I still don't know what to make out of us. We've kissed that one night when he comforted me and did that more often afterwards. We just place slightly longer pecks on each others lips, while we are holding each other, nothing more. Back in my old life I would make out with someone like him, immediately. In here everything that matters is having him close to me, trusting him with my feelings.

"What are you thinking about, Mitch?"

I look down at James who is draped over my body. We both have an early night tonight, just one client for each of us. After that we retire to his room, finally having time to enjoy each other's presence. Normally we just talk for a while before falling asleep, totally exhausted by the day. But today we have the possibility to spend some more time with each other.

"About you, about how we would have ended up if I met you back in LA" I said honestly.

He chuckles. "Would you have noticed me if we met like at a Starbucks or a club?"

I resume caressing his hair softly. "Of course I would have at least risked a look or more. I don't know if I would have contacted you. I used to be a shy girl..."

He looks up at me. "You were shy once? Somehow I really can't believe that."

"I was very insecure at times. But being in the spotlight with Pentatonix and filming for Superfruit every week has helped me lots" I explain, stroke down his neck and rest my hand on his shoulder blades.

He nods and starts to move his fingers along my stomach and side absentmindedly.

I smile at that and hum softly.

"You like that?" James asks, resuming with what he is doing.

"Very relaxing..." I mumble. "Don't stop."

He chuckles softly. "Wasn't planning on it."

We both fall silent for a while.

"Do you still sing? Haven't heard it in here, yet..." he asks after a while.

I bite my lip and close my eyes, turning my head away in addition. "No. I haven't sung in a long time" I say, sounding curtly.

He stops with his stroking and pushes himself up on one of his arms, looking directly at my face. "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong? I didn't want to, but I was just wondering..."

I sigh. I know that he didn't want to push me. Yet, singing is a weak spot for me. I open my eyes again and search his gaze, smiling slightly. "Don't worry, it's okay. You didn't know."

He relaxes visibly. "Do you want to talk about it or should we just leave it?" he asks softly.

"There's not much to it, actually. It's just that I stopped singing as soon as I left Petatonix. At first it was just because I was always on drugs or hungover. And once I sobered up completely I was scared. I still am scared that I can't do it anymore, that I lost my singing voice" I confess and sigh once again. "I wanted to try though once I got back to LA. Maybe Scott would have helped me. But well, now I'm here, not in LA." I blink my eyes rapidly, not wating to cry.

A few stray tears, however, escape my eyes and I want to wipe them away but am stopped by James, who brushes them away softly with his thumb.

"You'll make it again, I know it. You're a strong one" he says quietly.

"Thank you" I mumble and close my eyes, stifling a yawn.

"Tired?" James asks, his voice being only a soft whisper.

"Mmhm" I answer and grin to myself when he lies down beside me, pulling me close.

"Good Night, Mitch." He presses a kiss onto my head.

"G'Night."

~

"What the HELL do you think you're doing here?"

I wake up with a start to see Jeff standing at the bottom of the bed, pulling at the blanket.

James jolts awake almost in the same moment and moves to curl himself up right at the top of the bed. I do the same, fearing Jeff's anger.

"I called you, Coby, you didn't answer. Instead I find you in here, fucking another whore?"

"We didn't have sex" James says quietly.

"Don't, James" I shush him.

"So you didn't have sex, huh? What were you doing instead? Cuddling? Sharing stories?"

He is standing right in front of us now, still yelling.

We both don't answer.

"I asked a question, whores. Tell me, Coby!"

"We did cuddle and sleep, Sir." I answer politely, hoping to calm his temper.

"Cuddle and sleep, how cute. Are you going to tell that to the client who's already waiting for you? That you're late because you had to CUDDLE with another whore?"

"It won't happen again, I'm sorry" I say, gazing down at my hands.

"Oh I know that it will not happen again" Jeff grins evil while opening the buckle of his belt. "Coby go over to your room, the client will be there in five minutes" he snarls and pulls the long strap of leather out.

My eyes widen. "No, please don't hurt him, he was in his room, he did nothing wrong."

"Don't make your client wait or I'll add that to your punishment. Go, I'll deal with you later. You, undress, on your hands and knees" Jeff instructs.

I look at the shivering James. "I'm sorry" I say before literally fleeing from the room.

The client is Bill, a regular who visits me every other week. It is rough, as always and the fact that I am able to hear James's screams and the sickening slap of the belt from across the hall makes my stomach turn upside down.

As soon as Bill is finished with me I rush towards the toilet and empty the contents of my stomach until the only thing coming up is bile. I sink down on the ground, tears streaming down my face. I want, no, need to know if James is okay. How bad is Jeff hurting him? 

I am bound to find out, because Jeff storms into my room shortly after I manage to calm myself down enough to get up. He has the belt still in his hand and uses it on me until I feel like passing out. He leaves me lying on the floor naked and shivering. I hear him slam the door and then the soft clicking of the lock.

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A/N: Some drama for you, guys. Comment with your thoughts and hit the little star if you're an active reader!

I wanted to update yesterday but my Notebook went all 'Nope you're not going to use me, I'll give you this bluescreen instead' and I lost half the chapter plus the evening yesterday because I needed to fix the error. Did it by myself, though!