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Brian darts his eyes between us with an ape-like expression of confusion. “Are you guys comparing dude’s tongues to pieces of fabric? That’s like—I don’t know, kindaobjectifying. Don’t you think?”
I’m surprised he knows the meaning of the word.
“That’s, like, kinda, the fucking point, Brian!” Chloe suddenly twists her body to face me, her legs scooping up to the side. “Hey, I can give you money from my trust for a room somewhere. You can stay somewhere nicer than this.” She cringes at the red brick motel behind us. “Withless…randoms everywhere.”
I love her, but she’s clueless. “It’s not the room, Chloe. It’s not—” I groan and rub my temples. “I mean, it sucks—the room sucks. But it’sDad.I need a lot to get him out. Like, alot.And he can’t—” I bristle. “I can’t leave him in there.”
“Kaya…” Her brows draw in, and she places her iced tea on the ground. “Hedid this to you. He lied.”
“Chloe,”—I mimic her position, twisting so our knees graze— “He’smydad. No matter what he did. He’s still the man who told me I was better than beauty. The one who read me Brer Rabbit. Who let me eat ice cream when I put on two kilograms and my mother banned it from the premises like a lethal toxin—”
“Sell your virginity.”
At Kenno’s utterance, Chloe and I both slowly turn to face him. Chloe’s glare could tear a man limb from limb.
“Excuse me?” she drawls.
I can’t believe my ears. “Digging a hole there, Kenno.”
He has that Neanderthal-like confusion etched on his forehead again as he says, “Oh, not to me… but you’re a virgin, right? Chloe told me you’re a virgin.”
Dammit, Chloe.
Unable to reach for the words, my mouth is open and flapping, my tongue a shocked muscle in my jaw. Finally, I say, “You’re kidding, right? Do people really do that?”
He shrugs his bulky shoulders, nonchalantly saying, “Yeah,”—darting his eyes from Chloe’s glare to my wide gaze— “they do. And you need money.”
No.
Wait…
Is that?
Could I?
He goes on, “You know my buddy, Chase? Well, he found this website his dad uses to purchase one-of-a-kind gifts for his overseas investors. You need the password. It’s only for members. And you need a VPN and an onion login. Like you have to for SilkRoad.”
I scoff. “I’m sorry, an onion what?”
“A Tor browser. The icon is an onion? Don’t worry. But it, like, lets you log on anonymously. These sites can’t be seen unless you have a Tor. And there is cool stuff on there. Good drugs. But also, weird shit, ya know? Chicks selling all sorts of stuff. Underwear. Pictures. Vials of blood. It’s true,” he states with confidence, like my furrowed brows are a rebuttal to his insight into this seedy online store. “They sell everything. Anything. A night with them. And, yeah, a virginity. Some of them were selling their V-cards for like hundreds of thousands of dollars. A million—"
“Kaya’s not some trashy girl,” Chloe cuts in with an adamant punch, flicking her gaze to me, expecting a mirrored look of revulsion plastered across my features.
That’s not what she gets. In my peripherals, I make out the O her mouth forms when she sees my state of contemplation.
A million dollars is what I need.
What’s a virginity, anyway?
Nothing. It is literally not even a thing.
I’ve done worse.
I lit a fire that nearly burnt down homes.
I did that for him, too.
They can purchase an invisible conceptif it gets my dad out, then who is the real winner, here?
