Eighteen

JAX

My eyes drifted to the watch strapped on my arm. It was time for my shift.

The starry night sky had come out in it's full glory.

"Man it's time for my shift" I sighed, standing up.

Michael nodded and stood with me.

"Find your father so you can stop all these menial jobs you do bro" Michael whispered before walking away towards the exit.

He was saying the truth.

I have a rich father out there and I'm here working multiple shifts just to put food on the table.

I serve people for a living while my father is somewhere enjoying all the good things life has to offer.

I hissed, my irritation written all over my face as I walked towards the bar counter.

Customers poured in as usual but I was thoroughly absent minded. I didn't even greet or say a word to them. I only took down their orders and served them.

My mind was in disarray. My thoughts ran wild as I sought to find answers on how I'll find back my father or atleast run into that private investigator.

He was literally my onl