Chapter 18

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“See, I told you. Absolutely hysteric. One could think he is actually a girl with all of his over dramatic behaviour. If you ask me you dodged a bullet there. He is not even that good, if you know what I mean.”

The smug grin on his face is really begging me to just punch him right here and now. But I am trying to keep my cool. For Knock. I smile back as nicely as I can muster up. But I am not sure if it really works.

“So, you come here often?” I ask him and it takes every ounce of self control not to go straight away for his throat.

But somehow it seems to work because Mick just slips right into the spot where Knock was just sitting a minute ago.

“Well, you could say I'm a regular.” His voice sounds so sweet now, it makes me feel sick to my stomach.

“You look like you are quiet popular with the boys.” I smile at him trying to look as flirty as I can.

“Yeah, well. What can you do? If you are blessed with such a body you have to really keep them away with a stick.” Mick laughs at his own joke and I can do nothing else but clenching my fists under the table.

“But you are quiet the looker yourself, I have to say.” He wiggles a bit with his eyebrows and gives me a smile that under other circumstances might have been really sweet. But since I know what's behind this smile...

“Thank you.” Is my short answer. But I just can't let him go like that. I have a mission. Focus, Korn, focus.

“It seems like you are owing me something.” I add with another smile from my side. I try to look as seductive as I can, but I am almost feeling ridiculous. I am so not good in these things.

“Oh, I do? What do I owe you then?” It looks like it's working nevertheless. Mick is trying to move a bit closer over the table and I can almost feel his breath on my skin. It makes me shudder all over.

“Well, you scared away my date. I worked an hour in him, if you know what I mean.” I try to mirror his slimy grin from before and I almost feel guilty.

But focus, this is important, Korn. This is so important. Mick just laughs gently and puts his hand onto mine. It takes every bit of self control not to swat it away like the insect that he is.

“I think I get your gist. And I also think I have a solution for that problem. I am veeeeeery versatile.” His seductive face is really begging to be punched so hard right now, but I just keep the sweetest smile I can come up with on my face and lift my left eyebrow.

“So where do you wanna go?” I can feel my heart beat increasing with every word he says.

“Hm, I can't really leave. I am here with some friends. But I am not picky. The back alley would be good enough for me. Not sure if it's okay with such a pretty boy like yourself though.” The last words I literally have to force out of my mouth. I honestly start to feel dirty.

“Hm, I am not really the type for a back alley. But I know a hotel just across the road where we could be in five minutes. Your friends wouldn't even notice you are gone.”

I can feel the bile rising from my stomach. I know that hotel. It's the one Mick took my Knock to during that fateful night. But I just smile and nod.

“Let's go then.” I get up and without a hitch he follows.

We are not talking while leaving the place. I have to concentrate pretty hard not to let my mask of charm and smiles slip. Every step just reminds me of what Knock would have gone through during that night and it makes me feel sick to my stomach. My babe being all drunk and upset and this vile human being taking advantage of him. I am sure I never hated a person as much as I hate Mick right now.

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