The Bazaar Of H.A.S (Koli)

Chapter 15

Oli blows the smoke of his cigarette away. He is standing on the side of the club with his back leaning on the wall behind him. He has one leg on the wall and one hand shoved in his pocket. Oli moves the hand thats holding the cigarette and rubs the tattoo on the side of his face.

He signs and finishes his cigarette. He throws it on the ground and steps on it lifting his head up again just in time to see a figure walking up to him. The tall slender man reaches Oli and the two brotherly hug each other.

"It's been some time mate."

Oli says as the other man moves next to him with his back leaning on the wall like Oli. He nods and pulls out a cigarette. He places it bitween his lips and with a little move the tip of his finger lights up with a small redish fire. He lights up the cigarette and smile over at his long time friend.

"Feels good to see you again Oli. I brought what you wanted as well."

The man reaches in his jacket's pocket and pulls out a small package. He hands it to Oli with his tattooed hand and Oli hides it in his own pocket.

"I heard you have a little argument with the......big brother." He says ironicly and hands Oli his cigarette.

"Big brother......?" Oli chuckles and both of them laugh as Oli takes a drag of the it, blowing the smoke and handing it back.

"Nothing much. No big dial." He says eventually.

While the two men are caughting up, inside the club the stranger leans down to Kellin ear and whispers.

"Pretty little thing, aren't you baby?"

Kellin swallows hard and trys to lean away. The man's grip on his neck though is strong and keeps him in place. Kellin starts shaking as the man's tongue goes over his skin. He keeps his head down side-glancing at the door wishing for Oli to come back in already.

Kellin can feel the man's breath to his ear. This is nothing like earlier, when Oli was messing with him in the house. This doesn't make him fluster. It's disgusting and Kellin feels like he is that dirty little slut again that has to allow random people to fuck him because his master says so.

The boy jerks away and jumps off the chair but the man moves fast. He moves infront of Kellin and pushes him against the bar. The man's body pushing on Kellins smaller one. His hand reaches to Kellin face and grabs his yawn forcing the teen to look at him.

"Nice lips you got here. I think I should put them on good use." The man smiles evilly.

"L-let me go. My, my owner does not a-allow that."

Kellin tries to move away but he is trapped between the man and the wall. His eyes water and he struggles to keep the tears in.

"I don't give a fuck."

The man says and his hand trails down to Kellin's chest, around his ribs and back to his lower back. He pulls the boy closer and Kellin whimpers trying once again to move away. Then the voice of the bartender interapses them.

"If I were you, I would. You know, give a fuck. The boy is Syko's slave."

He says while puring a light blue colour drink.

"Really? Cause I don't see Syko anywhere. Besides...." He says and grabs Kellin ass and squeezes it hard. "....little guy over here won't say a word, right?"

He grips Kellin even harder and the boy lets out a quit cry.

"G-Go awa-y. L-leavvve me A-alo-alone. P-please." Kellin whisper and hungs his head low as the hands hands go wondering.