Dirty Girl

Chapter 8

Yihwa crowed with delight as Farm said, "I got Prae drunk last night. She admitted she took most of the pictures of Korn and Knock. She doesn't know who started the website but she only sent them to Plern." Farm hesitated and then said, "I have a problem, Fai... Yihwa. I need some advice."

Yihwa reached out and patted Farm's knee. "Spill. You know we will help."

"Prae creeps me out!" Farm shook when he said that, not knowing how to explain exactly how icky it felt every time she touched him. "Shouldn't it feel nice when your girlfriend touches you?"

Fai and Yihwa exchanged glances. "What do you mean, Farm? Does your tummy feel funny?" Fai asked.

"No, I mean my skin crawls and I want to take a shower afterwards. Like I've been covered in slime or something." Farm shivered just thinking about it.

"Uhhh,"Yihwa hid her laughter, "Have you ever been in love before?"

"No." Short and sweet, Farm was very innocent. He looked directly at both girls, a flush riding high on his face. "I guess you're going to tell me this isn't love?"

"Well, who asked who out?" Fai inquired.

"Prae asked me."

Both girls started to laugh. "Farm, sweetie, I think you're being used by her. It's okay to not like her."

Fai sighed again and took his hand. "If and when you do like someone, you get all tingly inside. You like being touched by them. You want to know what it's like to be kissed by them. You want to touch them back. Maybe even go further."

Yihwa took over, "You start to think about them all the time. Especially when they are not around, Farm. Do you do any of this with Prae?"

"Oh No! She calls, I come. But I dread it. I don't like spending time with her, guys. I like being with you more."

Phubert entered the common room just then, whistling. "Hey, what's up?"

Fai turned and smiled, "Progress! Farm hates his girlfriend."

Phu laughed. "Lots of that going around. I just broke up with my last girl a few days ago. Want to come to the bar and watch me sing tonight? I may need interference. She's not pleased."

The three agreed and then Yihwa asked, "Anyone seen Korn or Knock lately? I wanted to see if there were more nasty stuff happening."

Phu, who's room was on the same floor, "Nope, but I did meet a very hot lady last night. I hope to meet her again."

Fai hit him. "Keep it in your pants, Phu! We're not interested in your sex life. We've got a serious problem to solve." Fai turned to Yihwa, "Send them a text and tell them to come here. We need to have another meeting."

They chatted until Korn and Knock arrived, around 45 minutes and bless them, Knock arrived holding coffee! No wonder Korn always referred to him as his 'wife'. Knock thought of the small things.

Korn sat down and Knock curled up beside him, curling his fingers around the paper cup. "So what have you come up with?"

"Well, besides the fact Farm doesn't like his girlfriend?" Fai teased gently. "The website was created in the library, the pictures were taken by Prae, who if you don't remember is Farm's girlfriend. And," She paused here for dramatic effect, "Prae is friends with Plern. She admitted to Farm last night the only person she shared them with is Plern." 

Knock's hands curled into fists, the knuckles turning white. Although he knew Plern was behind it, hearing it aloud made it real. There was nothing he could do about it. There were whistles, stares and nasty comments. He was having difficulty holding on to his temper these days.

He had been fighting ever since middle school about his sexuality. His dad would beat him every time he fought because he would never tell why he fought. He knew, even then, if his dad found out, life would be so hard. His dad would only see a gay son, not him. Not Korn.

Knock only shrugged. "Korn already knew that. We're coping just fine with the website. Prae actually took some good photos. The real problem is the rumour mill."

Yihwa looked at Knock. "What rumours?" She hadn't heard any rumours around the university and they all came her way.

Korn sighed, "They're attacking Knock's family business. Saying that he's producing an inferior product, he's got distribution problems and family issues. None of it's true and of course, all of them are hard to disprove."

Yihwa snarled, "That bitch. It's a very low down way to solve a problem, going after innocents!"

Fai smiled, "I think I found something that will be quite helpful then. I don't quite know how to make use of it, but Yihwa, on the other hand... "

Tapping a few keys on the laptop Fai always had at hand, she pulled up a lab report. Fai had purchased a couple of Plern's products and sent them to the university lab. She had asked them to compare it to several already formulated, for sale products and it had come back as a perfect match to several different brands, except for two. 

Those two were weaker, watered down versions with essential oils added in. On Plern's website, those were the ones that had the most complaints, often asking for their money back. 

Yihwa now glowed with triumph. "We've got her! Oh good work, Fai! I never would have thought of this. Never!" She looked at the group and gave her shit-kicker smile. "Farm, you need to break up with Prae, now. Korn, can you and Knock also pretend to break up to forever be rid of that bitch?"

Knock grabbed Korn's hand, "If it's not too long of a time, I can do it."

Korn looked at their intertwined fingers, "For Knock, anything." Looking back at Yihwa, "How long do we have to pretend?"

"Less than a week, if all goes according to plan, so not long, darlings, not long at all!" Yihwa was practically crowing as the plan was coming together in her head. Plern was not going to know what hit her. How dare she try to split her friends? That was like taking on her? Doesn't she know who the Queen Bitch was?

"Look, I'm not going to tell everyone the whole plan, only your role. That way, it has a better chance of success. I'm also not going to micro direct. Surprise at everyone's actions must be genuine. So just break up and make it look good." Yihwa waved her hands, basically shooing Farm, Korn and Knock away. 

As the three young men left, Farm sighed and said, "Do you have time to talk with me, Korn? I need to talk with you?" Knock looked at him and shrugged. Korn nodded, and they went their separate ways.