sweet sixteen (kellic)

chapter 5

Chapter 5

Vic's P.O.V.

I sat in my office with a guy who wants to work in my club.  Due to the fact that Jamie got sick, I had to fulfill all his duties today, including interviewing this guy, who will probably be a new prostitute.  Because of the case when I had to go to the station with Kellin, a lot of my employees quit, being afraid to go to jail, and because of this the club was in chaos, so today I had to come to work earlier than usual, which already turned into a headache  pain.
I silently examined the guy.  He was slender, he had a sweet smile, a pink lock in his hair and an arrogant presentation of himself to others, which I did not like.  This was the first guy in a long time whom I had to interview myself before taking a job.  As I said, Jamie does it all.

"So what's your name?"  How old are you?  And show me your documents, "I said in a businesslike tone.  The guy smiled and nodded.
"I'm Alex, and I'm twenty years old."  And so, "he said and handed me his driver's license and passport.  "May I ask why you need my documents?"
"No," I replied sharply.  Now we have to introduce additional precautions so that there are no such incidents as with Kellin.  So far no such cases have been observed, I think Kellin was the only crazy sixteen who wanted to become a prostitute.
"I see," Alex answered.  After I was convinced that his documents were in order, I returned them to him and, leaning back in my chair, crossed my arms over my chest.
"So, Alex, have you ever done something similar?"  I asked.  Alex somehow shrugged uncertainly.
- Uh, something like that.  I could say I worked for myself, "he explained, and I slowly nodded my head.
"Good," I muttered.  "And what do you do best?"
"Well, I'm doing a killer blowjob," he said proudly.  He seemed to be selfish or, better to say, even narcissistic.

In general, usually, everyone who hopes to get a job as a prostitute says that their hobby is sex itself.  So, about Alex, I'm not sure.  But now there are times that I can't scatter frames.

"Is there anyone who can confirm this?"  - he asked.
"Well, I don't take numbers from my clients and don't remember their names," he answered.
"I don't know, Alex, you seem confident in your abilities, but it often happens that in practice everything is different."
"I'm good at it," he urged me.  - I can show you.

Quickly getting up from his chair and coming up to me, taking off his T-shirt on the go, Alex knelt before me and ran his hand over my hips.  I mentally cursed Jamie.  On the one hand, I do not want to do this, but on the other hand, I need new employees.

"Not worth it," I said.
"But I want to show what I'm capable of," Alex said in a seductive tone.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.  Maybe this will help me decide whether to take it or not.

"Okay, you can start," I said irritably.

It seems that Alex was even delighted with this.  He looked at me with lust, but it did not impress me.  The only thing I was thinking about now is how funny it all looks.  I want only Kellin.  Suddenly the door swung open, which made me very angry.  My employees know that they must knock before entering my office.  I was about to scream at the one who opened the door, but turning my head I saw Kellin.  He had eyes like a beaten puppy that made my heart skip a beat.  What the hell is he doing here?  The slamming of the closing door sent me out of shock.  I don't want Kellin to hurt again, I have to explain to him that he didn't understand everything.  I have to fix it.

- Kellin, wait!  I shouted after him.  Pushing Alex away, I jumped out of the chair.
- Who was that?  - he asked.
"None of your business," I said, heading for the door.
- Wait, what about me?  Asked Alex again.
"You'll wait," I barked and left the office.  Usually I like to be rude, but now it was different.

Leaving the office, I looked around, but Kellin was nowhere to be found.  Going down to the first floor, I did not find him here either.  Maybe he is not in the club already?  I went out through the back door to the street, but he was nowhere to be seen, and the cars were not visible so that he could leave.  I returned to the club and walked over to one and the guards.

"Have you seen Kellin?"  I asked my most reliable guard.  I showed all the guards in the club his photo so that they could let him through.  Fortunately, the guard nodded.
"He went to the toilet," he answered.

Thank God he's fine.  I hate to leave unresolved issues, especially when they concern Kellin.  Entering the toilet, I saw Kellin talking with one of my subordinates.  He seems to be crying.

"There you are, Kellin," I breathed a sigh of relief.  - Alan, could you leave us?  - I asked my subordinate, with whom Kellin had talked before I went to the toilet.
"Baby, I'm Ginger today," she replied with pathos.  I never had time to follow these changes from Alan to Ginger.  She, or better to say, Alan, was the first employee in my club to accept BDSM.
- Okay, I'm sorry, Ginger.  Now get out, "I said, and Ginger rolled her eyes.  If she were not one of my best employees, I would not tolerate this.
"Good luck," she whispered as she walked past Kellin.
"Thank you," he whispered back.  Good luck  In what?  He talked about what happened?  I do not like it when someone knows about aspects of my personal life.  I barely opened myself to Kellin, so I don't want anyone else to know about some extra details.
"Kelly, love ..." I began when we were left alone, but he interrupted me.  There was so much pain in his eyes.
"I want to go home," he muttered.
"Don't be mad at me," I said.
"I'm not angry," it didn't sound very convincing.  "I just want to go home ... or to school."  I do not care.

He's just trying to get away from the problem.  I want to tell him the whole truth, I want to tell him that there is no reason to be upset, I want to hug him and kiss him, but I must respect his wishes.
"Fine, I'll take you home," I said, but he shook his head.
"I'll order a taxi," Kellin replied.
"No, I'll take you," I continued to argue.
"I don't want to see you now," all the pain he felt now was heard in his voice.  He spoke every word, trying to show his calmness.  He does not want to talk to me.  His eyes show that he doesn't even want to be with me.  This is what I was afraid from the first day, when I realized that I fell in love with him.  I knew that one day this day would come.  It always happens.
"Okay," I said quietly.  "I'll call Ed, wait for him at the exit."

I quickly left the toilet and, taking out the phone from my pocket, dialed Ed's number.  Soon Kellin left the toilet and headed for the exit.  He doesn't even look at me.  I thought that we would be a little longer than it actually happened.  I knew that it would be so, it is only a matter of time.  But this time I will fight, I will not let him leave my life.  I used to have no such feelings, Kellin is special.  He is different, and I cannot lose him.
After calling Ed, I went in search of Ginger to talk to her about what Kellin had told her.  I found Ginger dancing a private dance for one of our most frequent customers, for Austin.  He comes almost every day and orders only Ginger or Alan.

"Ginger, I need to talk to you," I said.
"I'm a little busy," she said, continuing to dance.
"What did Kellin tell you?"  I asked, realizing that she would not leave anywhere.
"Well, just that they were going to give you a blowjob," she answered, and I regretted that I had asked her about it at all.
"What else did he say?"  Is he mad at me?
"I think it hurts rather."  He believes that you cheated on him, "she answered.
"I didn't cheat," I said quietly.  I never had a thought to cheat on him.  I would never hurt him intentionally.
"Will you talk for a long time?"  Asked Austin, and I noticed a bulge in his groin.
- Wait, baby.  It's worth it, I promise, Ginger answered him and, sitting on Austin's knees, began to rub against him.  Austin closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her waist.  Yes, working in a sex club and abstaining from sex with your boyfriend are incompatible things.  "Maybe," Ginger turned to me, "but it looked like that.

I hate myself for that.  No matter how long I have been alone, and no matter how old I am used to being alone, I cannot let Kellin leave.  I can't live without him.  I do not want to live without him.