Control

9

“We having some shots then, girls?” Jimmy called, joining Mia and Kylie at the bar. Ben and Cole were with him.

“Too right!” Kylie exclaimed. She looked around and noticed Walshy wasn’t there. “Where’s that prick gone?” She asked.

“Ford wanted to speak to him. They did some business together while you were away.” Jimmy replied.

“What business?” Kylie asked.

“I’ll let him tell you that.” Jimmy said. He ordered them all drinks and 2 shots each. “Go!”

They all necked their shots and then quickly necked their second shot.

“Now it’s time to party!” Cole cried. Him and Mia started dancing. Kylie watched them, laughing. Jimmy was staring across the club.

“Who you staring at?” Kylie asked, going over to look too. Her eyes found Walshy and James Ford - they were sat in a booth together talking, but James was looking right at Kylie. He smiled when he caught her eye and Walshy looked over too. He looked frustrated. James on the other hand looked cool and confident, like he was in control.

“Looks serious.” Jimmy muttered. “Anyway, come on you, let’s get drunk!” He pulled Kylie back to the bar for more shots.

“What do you want to get me drunk for?” She said, flirtily.

“Everything’s more fun when you’re drunk.” Jimmy replied, winking at her. Kylie laughed. She had always liked Jimmy - he was fun and good to be around, although she was playing with fire going near him after marrying and breaking up with his younger brother.

They drank more shots and started dancing with Cole, Mia and Ben. They were laughing and having a great time when Walshy reappeared, looking shifty.

“Alright bro?” Ben said, going to put his hand on his shoulder but missing and wobbling. “Oops,” he laughed. “Shots bro?”

“Yeah in a bit, gonna go for a cig first.” Walshy said. “You coming, K?” His eyes locked firmly on to Kylie’s, telling her that he wasn’t asking her to come outside, he was telling her to.

“Alright,” she said. “I’m getting another drink first though.” Whatever he wanted to say to her, she was going to need a drink in her hand, she thought.

When they got outside, Walshy turned to face her. He pulled out a pack of cigs and took 2 out, lit them and gave one to Kylie. “So basically, I need a favour K.” He said.

Kylie raised her eyebrows. “And what makes you think I want to do you any favours?” She laughed. He had a cheek, asking for a favour after cheating on her.

“Because if you don’t, I’m fucked.” Walshy replied. “And the business could be f****d too.”

“Why? What have you done?” Kylie demanded.

“Well, when you left I started selling ecstasy pills through the club. Don’t start moaning!” Walshy said as Kylie looked furious. “We got loads busier, made loads of money which I spent on the better sound system and bar and stuff but now I need to pay back some of the money I borrowed which I can do if I sell more pills but I need to get more pills first. And the guy wants his money back.”

“So you want money for pills?!” Kylie exclaimed. “You stupid-“

“Shut up.” Walshy interrupted her. “I don’t want your money. The guy said he’ll take something else, and he’ll give us the pills and knock all the money off.”

“He’ll take what? What have you done?” Kylie asked, anger boiling inside her.

“He wants you.” Walshy replied, looking right at her.