Trash Everywhere

Rin

"So you want to go see this guy alone? After what Josie told you, don't you think that is dangerous? Also, I don't know if I can even trust you to do things on your own anymore." Jay says.

I don't blame him. I wouldn't trust me, either. 

"I don't need to go completely alone. I want to talk to him alone. I don't think I will get the answers I want with someone else with me. Especially you, your highness." 

I can't just let this go. I have to have some strategy. 

"Look, Josie said he was blackmailing me. I doubt he will be open about it in front of other people. I don't know what he was blackmailing me with, but I have a feeling it has to do with the D.ID." 

I hope this will get them on board. They want to know why I don't have a D.ID too. 

"Anon, what do you think? He has a point. I wouldn't be upfront about blackmailing someone in front of others, either." Jay says as he signs a mountain of paperwork. 

"You said all you have to go on is a bar? How do you even know if you will find him there? Aren't you getting ahead of yourself?" Anon asks.

Anon has a good point. I don't know if I will find him. 

"I want to have a plan just in case I do find him. I don't want to have to wait around and make decisions after I find him." I say. 

"Anon, why don't you and Rin go to this bar and see if you can spot the guy? Josie sent a picture of what he looks like, right? If you find him, Anon will keep his distance, and you can talk to him while Anon keeps an eye on you. How does that sound?" Jay has a cocky grin on his face. 

Haha, what a dork. 

"Good idea. What do you say, Anon?" Anon looks at Jay. 

Jay smirks at him. 

Anon sighs. "Fine, whatever. We aren't going to have fun, though! REMEMBER THAT!" 

"What kind of place did you bring me to?!?!" Anon shouts over the music. 

I guess calling this place a bar was wrong. It's a club, a gay one at that. 

"I didn't know. I'm sorry." I shout back. 

Anon is pissed, he grabs me by the arm towards the bar. 

"Two beers, please," Anon says to the bartender. 

The bartender is dressed in only a yellow skimpy vest and black leather pants. It looks like something a stripper would wear. They are most certainly appealing to their clientele. The bartender brings us our beers, and under Anon is a napkin with a name and number on it. The bartender winks as he walks away. Anon scoffs, crumples the napkin, and throws it behind the bar. 

"Come on, loosen up a bit." I giggle. 

Anon is so funny when he is flustered. Anon smacks me on the head. 

"Pay attention. I don't want to have to come back." 

I nod as I scan the room for Dean with no lock. Looks like we might be here for a while.

Half an hour goes by, and there is no sign of him. Anon is getting more and more antsy. I want to get out of here, too, but Anon is overreacting. Is he secretly an older man? As we sat here, Anon and I kept getting hit on the left and right. I can tell this is a place gays come to hook up. As I was just about to take a lap around the dance floor, a man walked up behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist. I tried to move his hand, but I couldn't. I turned to see who it was, and it was none other than Dean himself. Lucky for us. Anon looks at me and can tell I am uncomfortable. Anon nods and walks away. That was his way of saying hurry up and get the information. I nod in acknowledgment. 

"Hey Rin. It's been a few days since I told you to see me. Why are you ignoring my calls?" Dean says as he sits in the seat Anon was sitting in. 

"Sorry, I lost my phone. What did you need from me?" 

I don't know the dynamic of their relationship at all. I hope he will tell me what I need to know. 

"Seriously? What the fuck do you think I need? What else do you have to offer?" Dean snarls. 

Yup, I figured this guy was trash. He's implying my body is all I'm good for. I don't know if I can put up with him for much longer. 

"Hmm, well, too bad for you. I don't have any intention of giving you what you want. I mean, why should I?" 

If I oppress him enough, he will bring up my weakness to use against me. Hopefully. 

"Haha, I let you off your leash a little, and you turned feral. Did you forget I know what you're hiding?" Dean leans in and grabs my shirt. 

"You've got a lot of nerve for someone who is here illegally. Forged documents and no D.ID? That will put you in jail for years. However, I guess they will be easy on you since you weren't the one who forged the documents. You were lucky, I was able to help you cover your tracks when your uncle left you his debt, and you needed to sell his house. If it weren't for me, you would've been in jail by now. Now, why don't you get back on your leash and be a good boy, okay?" Dean kisses me on the cheek and makes me cringe. 

"Yeah, I don't think so. See, you just said it yourself. You helped me. You're an accomplice now. If I go down, so will you. Why don't we call it even, and you just fuck off, okay?!" I sneer. 

I want to punch him. I want to hit him so bad! 

"Ugh, you're not worth my time anymore. I know when to replace old, used-up garbage." Dean says as he stomps away. 

What a fucking loser.

Well, I figured it had something to do with me not having a D.ID, but I guess it's worse than that. I was brought into this country without proper papers, and someone forged them for me. I wonder when? And Who? I have to find Anon and get out of here. I looked all over the place, but I couldn't find him. I go to the bathroom and hope he is in there. He isn't. Where the fuck did you go, Anon? Maybe he went back to the car? I head outside, and as I walk past the alley, I hear a strange sound.

-Hmph- 

-Ugh- 

It sounds like someone is struggling. I decide to take a look and see a man pushing someone against the wall. The man is trying to pull the other's pants down. Wait? Is that Anon? Why is he out here? I rushed over and grabbed the man's hair and flung him backward. 

"Fucking pervert bastard. What the fuck do you think you are doing to my friend?" I growl. 

I pick up the man by his coat and slam him into the wall. 

"Couldn't find anyone willing, so you thought you could force someone to fuck you?" I grab the man by the dick and squeeze. 

-AH!- 

"FUCK! You whore, let go!!!" The man shouts. 

"Seems like even if you did put it in, he wouldn't have felt it. Man, you must have pissed off someone in your past life to get a cock this small." I toss the man to the ground. 

-huff- 

-grunt- 

-whine- 

"Shut up!" I shout. 

I kick the man in the stomach over and over. I start to lose control of myself. I squat down and start punching the man in the face. I can feel the blood from his face all over my knuckles. Before I can throw the next punch, Anon grabs my arm, breaking me free from my state of rage. I glance at the man and see I went way too far. Fuck, I messed up. And, of course, Anon was the one to see it. He won't let this go. 

"Come on, Rin. Let's get out of here before someone sees us." Anon says while tugging on my arm. 

Anon looks terrified. I can't tell if it's because of that guy or me. 

"Okay, let's go," I say as I wipe the blood off my hands. 

Shit, I'm so sorry, Anon.