11. To be sold
Niall kissed me when I came up to him. He saw Simon come out after him, and I knew I had done right.
"She's great!" Simon mumbled and looked at me again. "Thank you for everything, honey!"
Niall kept his arms around my waist and gave me a kiss. Then he looked at Simon.
"I'm sending the money tomorrow."
Simon nodded, but didn't let go off my body with his eyes.
"You can send her too." he got out, but it sounded like a joke even that I realized he was serious.
"She's mine!" Niall replied cheerfully, and looked at me again. "You're the best, my darling!"
I showered when I came to Louis apartment. I washed it all away and I rubbed my skin until it was almost red. I didn't want to be a whore again. I felt like the lowest in society. I wasn't worth more than shit.
Zayn tested the drug and I saw how everyone was sitting with syringe in their hand. The only one who didn't take anything was Niall. He sat and weighed the bags carefully. Then I saw how he did a calculation over what he would get for the drugs. I sat down next to him and avoided looking at the others. They ended up pretty soon in the mist country and I swallowed. I had seen a lot but I had never seen what drugs did to your body.
"You did good today." Niall whispered and kissed me quickly. He smiled at me and looked at me with loving eyes. "I'm proud of you."
"Is that what you need me to do? To stripping for customers?"
He laughed and shook his head.
"No, but Simon is an important person for the company and it's he who makes sure we get the best goods."
"So it's not you that forces him?"
Niall shook his head and looked down on the scales.
"No, he's the one that I depend on. I own half his business, but I let him take all the profits. I'm only interested in drugs."
Niall took the money with him in a bag and took me back to Simon. This time to give the money to him. Yet Simon seemed not to have released me from his thoughts.
"How much do you want for her?"
Niall was startled.
"She's not for sale."
Simon sighed lightly and looked at Niall gravely.
"If you get drugs cheaper, you can't lend her to me?"
Niall looked up at him and swallowed.
"She's not a whore!"
Simon smiled and he gave me a long look. I felt myself blush and I just wanted to leave the premises immediately.
"I would take care of her."
Niall shook his head.
"I'm sorry, but she's mine!"
Something told me that Simon wouldn't give up. The question was whether they treated me as goods or as a person? I felt like a cow, which was sold between customers and it made me just want to puke.
"I'm actually a person." I mumbled cold. Simon smiled and looked at me with a look that said it all.
"I know, but I'd like to borrow you sometimes."
Niall grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the door.
"She's not for sale, I said and I own her."
"If you get the drugs for free?" exclaimed Simon. Direct Niall spun around and just stared at him.
"What do you mean?"
Simon smiled and held up the bag with the money.
"You get these if I get her for a weekend."
"No!" I got out of me, but Niall seemed to hesitate. He looked at the money and then up at Simon.
Simon nodded with satisfaction and he took a few steps toward us.
"Friday to Sunday, she's mine."
Niall looked at him, then he looked at me. I realized it was happening. I was sold.