Little White Lies || Cricky [C]

3 | Dynamite

I approached Kuza's alley, calling out to him the same way I did earlier. I waited a few for an answer, but when I didn't get one, I started looking around for him.

I found him a little ways away, held up against the wall buy his throat. I froze, watching everything play out. There was a tall man standing in front of him in an all black suit and trench coat, and another man, who was also tall and dressed in all black, was holding him up.

They seemed to be arguing about something. The tall man in the suit slapped Kuza across the face. "You'd best make me more money, or you're dead. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal." Kuza replied.

The man dropped him down, turning to leave. I wanted to run but I was frozen. I swallowed hard, watching him. His eyes met mine. I shuddered. There was something about his eyes that just made me want to submit to him. He had short black hair that was pushed back. He looked to be completely covered in tattoos.

He stared me down. "A prostitute? Really, Michael?"

I didn't say anything. Next thing I knew, I was on the ground. He hit me. That snapped me out of it.

I quickly got to my feet. "Who the fuck do you think you are?"

"Ricky no-" Kuza called. "Chris, he doesn't know. Don't hurt him."

I glanced at him and I had a feeling that taking my attention off the man in front of me was an awful idea. He grabbed me by the arm and shoved me to the ground. I gasped and tried to push him away.

"Who do I think I am?" He repeated, laughing. "I'm the most powerful person in this fucking city. So I suggest you learn your place before I beat the shit out of you. Consider this a fucking warning."

He kicked me in the stomach.

"And you're damn lucky I didn't kick you out of my fucking club today, skank."

I groaned, holding my stomach. What the fuck is this guy's problem?

I watched him walk away, out of the alley, with the other man following him.

Kuza came over to me and helped me to my feet. "Who the fuck-"

He covered my mouth. "Shhh."

He pulled me away, keeping his hand over my mouth. He took me to where he slept, a dirty mattress in the furthest corner of the alley.

"I'm sorry about him." Mike said, sitting down. "I honestly didn't expect him to do that."

"Who is he?"

"He's my boss and supplier. His drugs are what you buy."

"Well I don't like him." I said.

"Not many people do." He replied.

He sighed, moving around a little. I watched him grab something.

"Here." He handed me a baggie. "Because of what happened. Don't worry about the sex. Raincheck."

I nodded, taking it from his hand. "Thank you."

"I told you not go to that club." He said after a moment.

"Well it was the closest one to me and I didn't think it was that bad."

"Yeah, but he's the owner. He's a dick."

I shrugged.

"Just promise me you won't go there anymore?" He asked. "I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Alright. I promise. I'll stay away."

~~~~~~~

I entered the apartment, going to my room immediately. I avoided all contact, deciding that I've had enough for one day.