Dirty Girl

Chapter 11

Fai smiled as she managed to find the CCTV footage of the "man in black" just over a block away from the accident. Now she had the make and model of the motorcycle. It was a 2010 Triumph 800 XR, and since the bike was British, there couldn't be many of them in in Bangkok. The police would be able to trace it despite the rider doing his best to cover the plate, two letters were visible.

Farm would have justice.

Fai stretched out fully. It had been a long night. She hated flirting and was more of a forward, demanding girl. Yihwa was better at flirting than she was, so in the end, she had to make a bet to get access to the security office. Lord, this had better not backfire!

Yihwa and her had shared a room for almost two years now. They were perfect roommates for each other. Fai was grateful for her calming personality and appreciated her beauty while Yihwa loved Fai as she was: smart and boyish. They never tried to change each other.

Fai was eternally grateful for her new group of friends. For once, she had found a place where she fit in. Each one of them enriched her life in a way she never expected, so for once, she had a goal. Korn and Knock had shown her that true love did exist in the world. Farm proved friendship saw no gender barrier, accepting her as "one of the boys", Yihwa as a "girl" and well, who knew what Phubet thought?

Fai would die if Phu ever found out that she thought he was hot, though. Phu had a body to die for, and all those tattoos made him even more yummy. Damn, girl, stop it! You've got work to do!

She sent the footage and the make/model information to the police station anonymously. There! Sighing, she closed her laptop and made her way to bed. This was definitely a day to skip classes if there ever was a day. Crawling into bed, she let herself dream of a naked Phubet and drift off to sleep with a smile on her face...

Yihwa brought Prae home and stayed the night with her. Even sedated, Prae wouldn't let go of her hand. Luckily, Prae had good cleansing products so Yihwa removed her makeup and crawled into bed next to her and let Prae use her like a giant teddy bear.

In the morning, Yihwa woke and searched her kitchen for coffee. Finally finding it, she made two cups and woke the very tired girl. Prae's face was still swollen from all her tears.

"Come on, Prae, time to face the day!" Yihwa chirped!

Groaning, Prae tried to hide under the covers but Yihwa was ruthless. She ripped the blanket completely off the bed and dragged her up. "I've made you coffee. We need to talk."

Sighing, Prae walked tiredly to the bar and saw the two cups steaming there. Sliding on to a stool, she whispered, "Thank you for being so nice to me."

"Oh, I'm not being nice to you, Prae. You're going to help me cut off a very dangerous snake's head!" Yihwa felt like singing today.

Prae, who was in the middle of taking a sip of coffee, started choking. Yihwa happily pounded her back.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Putting down her cup, "What do you mean, Yihwa?" Prae looked scared.

"Haven't you figured it out? I'm going after Plern. And you're going to help us." Yihwa smiled brightly.

Prae shook her head, "Oh no, no, no... Did you miss the part where I said, she scares me? I can't do it, Yihwa!"

Sighing, Yihwa took in the shaking form of Prae. "Prae, I know you are scared. But you've forgotten a very important part. You're not alone anymore. You've got friends now who know the truth and we don't care." She reached over and shook Prae until her eyeballs rattled. "We don't care about the fact you cheated on a damn test, Prae. We're a little hurt that you did Plern's dirty work but honestly, if you help us now, we can even overlook that."

Prae started to cry again. She didn't understand what was going on but damn it, Plern deserved a taste of her own medicine. She promised Farm when she saw him lying on the street. "You really think you can make Plern pay?"

"I know I can. And all you have to do is what you've been doing, Prae."

Prae dragged her hand under her nose, wiping the snot away. "Excuse me?"

Yihwa giggled. "Just keep doing what you're doing, Prae. Pick up the parcels and follow Plern's directions. I believe with Farm out of the picture, Plern is going to drop you soon anyway. So we need you to collect evidence for us."

"How do I do that?"

Shrugging, Yihwa simply replied, "Wear a tiny camera. It's not like Plern is ever with you on these jaunts. She'll never know you recorded them."

Prae began to giggle. Yihwa was right. Plern never was there.

Later that day, with makeup to hide the swelling around her eyes, Prae arrived at Plern's condo for the dress. Plern opened the door promptly after three timid knocks.

"Jesus, Prae, are you ever going to get a backbone?" She snapped. As usual, Plern was lazy at home. She wore torn, comfortable shorts and a cut off t-shirt. Her face had no makeup and her hair was a tangled mess. In contrast, Prae was down right beautiful.

Bending over, Plern tossed a silk red dress at Prae. "Go change." Nodding, Prae headed to the bathroom. Shaking her head, Plern dropped to the couch once again, perusing the KornKnock webpage and laughing at all the comments under the pictures of Korn with his arm around Farm. They were calling him liar and a cheat. She was loving every minute.

Prae returned and Plern stood up. "Turn around." Obediently, Prae twirled and the dress hugged every curve, stopping just above her knees. "Hmm, you need something around your neck. Your earrings are fine tonight. Hang on, I have just the piece."

Walking to her "disposable" jewellery box, called that way because it was all costume jewellery given to her by men she no longer remembered, she dug through until she saw it. "Ahh, here." Holding it up, it sparkled and caught the eye. It was a long thin chain of gold with rhinestones. All glitter and no substance.

She motioned to Prae to come closer. Prae tiptoed through the clutter and Plern did the clasp around her neck. "Perfect. Remember, one drink, get the envelope and leave..."

Prae sighed and finished, "If anything else happens, you're not responsible. I know, Plern. Who am I meeting tonight?"

"He'll greet you tonight. He knows the dress. He will say "red suits the sweetest girl in the room." Plern smiled, more in remembrance. Sighing, she decided to give the dumb Prae a warning. "Make sure you have your wine before he shows up, Prae. Leave."

Plern walked back to her couch and dropped to it, done with her. She was already laughing before Prae closed the door.

Prae didn't let her knees start to knock until she reached outside. Once far away from the condo, her phone rang and Fai crowed, "Awesome job, Prae, awesome. It's going beautifully so far. Keep it up!"

Prae hung up without saying anything. She wanted to have as little on the recording as possible. This was her redemption and apology to Farm.