King of Anything

04

The next day...

I sit in the club he frequents. Scar is in my ear. Literally. He gave me an ear piece. I watch him silently, as he talks to his friends.

Soon enough, he catches my eyes, lighting up with surprise.

He comes toward me instantly. I start to hyperventilate.

"Calm down, Katya. Just act normal."

Normal. Act normal. "Everything will be fine," He assures me lowly.

"It's you, I've never seen you here before!"

I talk, chatting it up. I don't what to do from there though, and I can't just ask.

"Ask him on a date,"

"What?!"

He's startled. "What? Is something wrong?"

"No," I soothe. "No. I just...had a chest pain."

"Oh dear. Do you need medicine. Some juice?"

"No. But can we..."

"Yo! Rea—"

"Distract him," His orders me smoothly. "Keep him from that conversation. Do what you have to."

I put my hands on his face, pouting. "Will you abandon me for I can ask you out on a date?"

"A date? Of course," He smiles softly. "Of course."

***

I come back. To my home for now. Hes waiting for me. It seems he lives alone but can...summon people?

"You did excellent," He greets me, putting his hand on my head. This hand is warm and comforting.

I look up at him "I have to go on a date him, Scar?"

He looks down at me, his eyes focused. Can he see out of that eye? He can focus it, so I guess he can.

I think it's beautiful. He's so unique.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. He won't hurt you."

I look down. What if he does?

"I won't let you get hurt, little one. But I have a feeling he likes you. And you will take advantage of that, won't you?"

I nod. "Yes, Scar. Can you...can you tell me why I'm doing this?"

He looks at me, eyes soft. "That man took something from me. You are going to punish him for me, won't you?"

I bite my lip. He can be so seductive. I don't think he knows that.

"Yes Scar. I will."

I don't really care who's wrong. Who's right. I have nothing left. I have no purpose. Well, I do now.

This is my purpose for now.

"Good girl. Are you hungry?"

I nod. "What do you want to eat?"

I think. "I want a burger. And fries. And...and a soda."

His lips quirk up, his dark hair shimmering in what seems to be amusement.

"Well then, that's what you will have. Anything else?"

I write my hands. "I want to decorate my room. And...I want to go out. With you."

He doesn't look too enthused about my last request, but he nodded.

"So be it. Tell me where you want to go by tonight."

He turns around to leave. "Where are you going Scar?"

"You said you wanted burgers and fries, and soda. I told you, I would get it for you."