Chapter 16

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"what the fuck is wrong with you Kia!?" Miles gripped my chin and tilted my head side to side, examining my neck and bruised up skin. What did this asshole expect after I'd been left alone with Dominic for the last several days.

Seriously, if this is such a big problem then why rent me out to him!? He's aware of how fucking rough Dominic gets!

"How are you supposed to work with your fucking face like this!?" His fingers aggressively shoved my chin to the side, making my head turn away with the intensity of his action. Slamming my bag down on my bed, he rifled through my personal belongings. Pouring the contents out onto the sheets.

"You have two more clients this week, if we don't get those bruises sorted out before you go I'll have to give a discount. Jesus Christ Kia, why weren't you more careful?" He sighed and grabbed a small jar of cream from the bedside drawer. With a more gentle touch than you'd think, he dabbed the cream on my bruised up face. Shaking his head the whole time.

"I can't even get a quickie out of you, you're completely ruined" he sighed angrily.

yeah, sucks for you doesn't it. Poor Mile's, can't sexually assault me today.

Boohoo.

I avoid the consequences of rolling my eyes and stay still, letting this asshole take care of me.

"We'll add makeup, try to cover this up with your hair or something. Lucky for you I don't think that guy from last time is too picky" he sighed, reaching for the foundation he brought specifically for this situation.

"Who?" I ask, an unintentional break in my voice. I clear my throat to cover it up.

"That Tyler guy, the one who lives in that apartment building. He booked you for a few days! Honestly I didn't expect him to be able to pay last time, wonder if he's into some dodgy shit to be able to afford you" he chuckled "it's the quiet, innocent one's you have to watch out for. But, hey! As long as he's into you and paying the price, I don't give two flying fucks what he's up to"  

My eyes widened and my heart stopped beating, shit.

SHIT.

Tyler what the fuck are you thinking!!??

I can't pay for this, I can't get him out of this again! I haven't got enough money left over! Fuck!

"You're sure it's him? Maybe someone in the same building?"

Mile's nodded raising an eyebrow "I'm sure, I sent over the rookie today instead of you, seeing as you were a little held up" His eyes narrow and his gaze hardens "why?"

I never ask about a client. I never usually care.

"Just curious, he's into some stuff"

Mike's cracked a smile and raised a brow "oh? What kind of stuff? He seemed so pure, I assumed he hadn't even gotten as far as a kiss"

My eyes dart to his and narrow before looking away quickly, shit. I shouldn't have done that. It's a matter of seconds before his claw of a hand is latched around my jaw and turning my head to face him "I hope i didn't see that, because if I did you know what I'll have to do Kai"

My chest tightens, but I keep my eyes on him refusing to look away "no sir" I mutter out, obviously it's a hard thing for me to say. If it wasn't for the threat of being shipped off to Thailand looming over my head, I'd of kicked and punched my way out of here by now. Given this bastard hell for all it's worth.

But now I have Tyler to worry about.

Maybe...maybe I can't help him...

Oh god... He's going to end up in this place paying off a debt he never knew he had, all because I lied and told him the bill was fifty bucks.

I'm going to let him drown.

Two mice were trapped in a bucket of cream...

the first gave up and drowned, but the second mouse wouldn't quit.

He kicked so hard he turned that cream into butter, and he walked out.

Maybe I watch too many movies, but I've always thought movies were like trail runs for all manner of situations we want to simulate.

The mouse didnt give up, and neither should I.

I need to keep kicking until I walk out of here.

Thanks 'Catch Me If You Can' .

Great, I'm quoting movies when I should be coming up with ideas for Tyler...I can't let the first mouse drown.

He's never even getting into the bucket if I can do anything to help it.

"Kia!"

My eyes snap back up to meet Mile's and he sighs shaking his head "Dominic hit you harder than last time, if you keep zoning out and spacing like that I'm gonna have to involve the higher ups-"

"No! No... I'm fine, I was just..thinking"

Come on Kia, how do you save the first mouse?

"We'll stop thinking, you don't get paid to think. You get paid to work" he said aggressively, shoving me forward toward the bathroom "your outfit is in the bag on the back of the door, grab it and get changed" he stormed back toward the bed, sat down and typed away on his phone.

Looking at myself in the mirror was hard, the only thing i could think of to help Tyler was to find a way to get him to cancel. If it was even possible. I'd have to be alone with Mile's phone, call him, ask him to call me, then tell Miles that he called to cancel and i picked it up... but Miles always had his phone, and I'd struggle to figure out what number is Kodys in the small time frame.

That's if he'd even pick up or call back.

"What's taking so long Tyler, Mr Vermont is expecting you in twenty minutes!"

I swallowed my sick feeling and took one last look at the desperation on my face, before I covered that up and walked back out.

I'd think of something before I have to see him. I'm sure of it.



Hey guys! Sorry this took so long, i had the worst end of the year so far, got into college and loved it, but I have a disability my college wouldn't help me with, and so I had to leave after a month. Soul crushing! But what can you do!

Someone close to me also died, and my dog died. Anyway, that made writing difficult to do, but I'm attempting to bounce back! I'd love to write even better, I can always improve ^^

Sorry for the wait and the long note!

I love you guys! See you in the next chapter!

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