No strings attached

Pt.21- Allowance

"Y-your wrist. What's the story on how that happened?" The elder stared at the youngers arm that was still in the dark blue cast and couldn't hold back the worry he felt. How on earth had that even happened?"

"Didn't I tell you that a client messed it up?"

"Yeah, but what led up to that happening?"

"It was my fault."

"How so?"

"Well, some dude had ordered me for four hours. Right away I could tell he was an asshole but what could I do? As a prostitute, I'm not really in any position to complain or make negotiations. I'm just there to get people off and collect my money.  However, I despise people who try and use their mouths on me. It's gross." His face twinged into one of disgust. "But I especially hate people who kiss me. I'd already asked the dude to stop when he leaned down and kissed me and he refused to listen, so I kicked him and tried running. He caught me and broke my wrist."

Kirishima's brows quickly furrowed in anger. "Wait, so he broke your wrist on purpose? I thought he'd just been too rough and messed it up on accident."

"Hahaha." Yokozawa burst into a fit of laughter. "Who breaks someone's wrist on accident? Does that even happen?" He asked, his amusement never dying down. "Back to being serious though- he did it on purpose. After he caught me, he threw me back on the bed and broke my wrist because I tried leaving before he was finished. So like I said, it was my fault. If I hadn't complained so much, this wouldn't have happened." He lifted his injured hand slightly for emphasis.

"T-that wasn't your fault-

"I couldn't even walk out with my head held high because I had started crying."

"Anyone would cry at having their wrist broken."

"I didn't cry cause he broke my wrist." The younger clarified in an almost offended tone. "I cried cause I got scared and wanted to leave but he said no. I even told him he could keep his money if he let me leave. Unfortunately that request was denied as well."

"So you told him no and he still tried to force himself on you?"

"Yeah?"

"And you honestly don't see a problem with that?!"

"No. Am I missing something? Is there something you know that I don't?"

"If someone says no and another person still tries to force themselves on them- that's rape or in your case sexual assault or harassment."

The younger man just stared at him, blinking in confusion. "Maybe for a normal person-

"You are a person! Those same rules apply-

"Who's going to believe a prostitute was raped or harrassed?" Yokozawa asked boredly, becoming tired of this conversation. So tired he emitted a yawn and rubbed his eyes. "Let's say I went to the police and reported the incident, who's going to be on my side? There's not one sane person who's going to say I didn't have it coming. That it wasn't an accident waiting to happen."

"You don't know that-

"Neither do you. Don't be so caught up on something that didn't even happen to you. I've already forgotten about it and moved on- why? Because it's my fault, and if we're being deathly honest, I probably had it coming."

"You didn't deserve that and it's not your fault so stop saying that."

"I'll stop if that makes you feel better."

Kirishima recoiled. What the hell was wrong with this man?! Was he that keen on putting everyone else before himself, even terrible people who didn't deserve an ounce of his kindness? "I dont think I'll ever understand you." He finally shook his head in disbelief.