The next morning when I got to Jimmy's Buffet, I was 15 minutes late because I had to walk there. Let just say they pounded my car.
"You are late," Jimmy said.
"Does it matter? It's not like anyone is here."
"It does. Your shift starts at 10 am. It's now 10:15."
"You never gave me a time, just told me I have a job if I want it."
"Well, now you know."
"Here is your locker key. You will find your skates and apron in locker 95."
"Ok."
"All you have to do is take orders, pin them there and take the food to whoever ordered it."
"I worked in a diner before. I know what to do."
"But have you ever done it in skates?"
"I'm going around the back."
By 11 am, the place had people coming in for brunch.
Cooper also showed up at the same time. He was on his cell phone telling someone to piss off.
"You are very late."
"Yeah, yeah." Cooper waved him off as he walked to the co
I didn't bother going back to the diner. My mind was too clouded. It felt as if I was only digging myself deeper in this hole. There was no way out and someone was above throwing dirty on me. As I climbed the stairs to my apartment, I spot a dirty-looking cat that had cuts on its head. It meowed weakly, then bumped its head on my leg. "You and me both, buddy." I continue walking up the stairs and it followed. I waited at the opened door, then looked down at the cat. "Do you want to come in are not? I don't have much, but I know it's better than out there." The cat gave a meow as if agreeing to me, then scattered inside. I threw myself down. As soon as I did, the door slid open. "Sister," Jenna said, throwing her bag on the floor. "Jenna." "J." "Cooper." "You and bailed on me, I had to cover for you, Cooper got spat at for being flamboyant. Then these two shit heads came in, took s
"Can you tell Jimmy I won't make it to work today?" "Why?" Jenna stopped. "Just tell him I'm not feeling well." Jenna rolled her eyes. I waited until both she and Cooper left, before leaving as well. I had a mission to do and I can't let them know what I had planned. "Stupid lock," I muttered, forcing the rusting thing together. Even though we had little, that still wouldn't stop someone from looting our place, or Martin might move a new family in. I walked to a familiar area of the city, one that anybody would stay clear of. But not me. I walked down the piss smelling street to the house that I haven't been in for years. I cast another nervous glance over my shoulder, after thinking that I heard footsteps behind her in the alley. 'Am I being followed or paranoid?' I now wished I had never come here, but me being me. I don't listen and continue to be a fuckup. I heard a laugh coming from
"So, this is where the infamous one-night stand, Jordan Sanders lives?" "Again, how the fuck did you get in here?" "Don't worry about that. I have my ways." "This is trespassing." "But what are you going to do? Besides, this place doesn't have much. It's... filthy." Cameron said, leaning his head to the side. "You little fucker, because of you I can't get a job anywhere in the country and now you break into my place and give nasty remarks about how I live." "If you hate it so much, please leave. Because you sure as hell aren't welcomed here." Cameron gave an exaggerated laugh. "Relax chick. I'm just here on a friendly visit." "We aren't friends." "We could be. I won't lie the little hit-and-run person that you are have spiked my interest." "Leave." "Make me." I ran a hand through my hair, thinking about what I could have done to have a man like this on my back. "Listen, I'
"Little shit!" I yelled at the door.I picked the money up off the ground, thinking that I should burn it, but after doing a recount. I decided it would be best to get it to Dante.It was 17 thousand dollars, which means I would only owe him 8. Which I might be able to pay back easily, seeing that I now have Cameron Carter's black card.I laughed to myself."Maybe this rich prick has a little use."I studied the card number, then looked at the back.I knew just how to spend money off it without it tracing back to me.One swipe of that machine that was tucked away under my bed, and whatever money that one this card is at my disposal.I set out to my task, cracking my knuckles as I prepare to have thousands, possibly millions, of dollars.After the machine finished booting up, I ran the card through a part that would make it untraceable back to me. Then I check to see how much money was on the card.My face fell.
"Do you normally get into cars with strangers?""Oh my God, you are a killer, aren't you?"He laughed, "no. I have a reputation to uphold.""Do you normally pick up random chicks at the bar?""No, tonight I decided to live a little. That wasn't even my usual spot, but I had to clear my head.""And you decided that losing yourself in my pussy would help.""Pussy is such a raw word.""Sorry, vagina.""Would you like something to eat before we get there?"“Hmm, sure."I don't know what it was, but oddly, being in this Mercedes didn't scare me as much as it should have.After picking up something to eat, and getting to his place. I forgot all about the possibility of him being either, a killer or a trafficker."This is your place?" I asked, spinning around the foyer to his penthouse.""It is."I rushed over to a large glass window to watch the street below."We are really high
I got off the piano, my legs were weak and shaking. I wobbled and if it wasn't for him, I would have fallen over."Are you ok?" He asked."I-" I cleared my throat."I need to use the bathroom.""To your left, down the hall." He said, then gave me his shirt.I hurried in that direction. The hall was dimly lit with a red, soft glow.I looked back to where I came from when I heard music playing.‘Just who is this guy?’When I got back to where he was, my stomach grumbled at the smell of food."Let's eat." He said, holding up the box with fried rice."Do you always do this?" I asked."Do what?""Pick up randoms at bars, fuck them good, and feed them?’’He laughed, "no. This was actually my first time. That place isn't somewhere I usually go.""And tonight you just happen to be there, saw me and take me back here?""When you say it like that, you make me seem l
Getting out of the penthouse was easy. Once I ignored the looks I got from the other residents.The hard part was walking home, all the way across town in only a shirt and a pair of heels."I officially hate Wednesday nights," I said to myself.Plus, my feet were killing me, and hitching a ride was not an option.When I got home, I walked in on Cooper twerking and my sister cheering him on."And where have you been?" Jenna stopped to look at me."Nowhere.""Nowhere? Jordan, I was worried about you last night. The way you just vanished made me think someone took you.""Whose shirt is that?" Jenna quizzed."I was in bed with another rich fuck. But at least this time his dick was incredible.""My God, you are a serial one-night stander," Cooper said."That is not a thing.""It is now your thing. You have to be careful, you wouldn't want another Cameron around. Or omg, what if he set that guy up on you?"
The next morning, while trying to take orders, my mind was heavy because Cooper refused to tell me who Jasper is.I made my way over to a table that had a group of teenagers that were being disruptive."May I take your orders?" I asked."Yes, how about showing us your tits?" One with long green hair said."How about you little shits get out of here or else I will send the videos of you harassing an old lady and picking pockets? I'm sure that they would love to throw you in juvenile detention for underage drinking, destruction of property, and so much more." I smiled.Their laughs died down."I thought so.""Apple pies would be fine." Another responded."No, get out of here."I skated over to another table, that had what I guessed was social media influencers. They were all dressed as if they were going to Coachella, or had a meeting with P. Diddy."May I take your order?"One girl pulled down her John Lenno