I wake up feeling like crap. Don’t know why because I slept well last night. I turn on the bed and Jim is still asleep, snoring softly. This warms my heart and I know I will do anything to help him. That’s what mum would want, right?I push the quilt off me and step out of bed with a groan. The distribution starts today and I can’t afford to be late. I’m covering night shift today so it’s no big issue.I walk to the small closet and settle for black jeans and a white crop top. I have to look good today and these are the best clothes I have in my collection. Can I really call it a collection? Nope. I need clothes. Once I get enough money, my life is going to change.I look at myself in the mirror and force a smile. Everything is going to be okay soon. I know that. I can feel that. I owe it to mum to make everything work for Jim and I.I unhook my towel from the door and step out slowly, careful not to wake Jim up. I’m not calling him Stone anymore. He is Jim from now on. I walk into

FRANKIEHe is here.Again. Again? What sort of a game is he playing? Is he supposed to come here every time? I come from my errands and the first person I see is him? I cross my arms on my chest and glare at him. He raises his face and our eyes meet making me scoff in annoyance.“What’s the deal with the dude on that corner?” Ally asks. I don’t like her. She doesn’t like me too so I wonder why she is here talking to me. Her shift is over anyway.“Nothing. Why do you care?”“He was asking about you. Said he would order when you get here. Better solve that shit or I will snitch on you to the manager.”“You wanna go and do that right now? Don’t bullshit me Ally. The customer is always right and what he wants comes first so don’t give me this crap.” I snap glaring at her.She is some snitch. A bitch who everyone hates but our hatred for each other is intense. We didn’t click on the first day and we have never. She knows how much I hate her and I know how much she hates me.“Don’t think

I look outside the window and sit up. We are approaching Lex. I’m pumping some sense into that piece of shit. He just can’t fire Frankie.I don’t want her to work here. I would give anything to see her work somewhere else but this looks like something she likes doing. As long as it is not illegal, then I’m okay with it.What matters to her is what matters to me. What makes her happy is what makes me happy so I’m getting her job back.Eddie pulls up outside Lex and makes to open his door but I stop him.“I will open it.” I unfasten my seat belt and step out reading the name on the building first.Through this place, I met someone I really like. Someone I’m willing to please and fight for. I’m leaving but I will be back soon. I walk into the club and head straight to the counter. It’s a different guy from last night.“Where is the manager's office?” I go straight to the point.“That way but you can’t just go in there. I have to call him first.”“I can and I am.” I say sternly.“You wil

TREYI cover my face with a pillow and groan. Frankie’s number has been out of service for the last three weeks and every time I call, it’s the same story.At first, she wasn’t picking my calls and now her number is out of service?More than a month without hearing from her. Without hearing her sexy voice and I don’t think I can take it anymore.I reach for my phone and dial her number again. The same old story. Out of service.“Fuck!” I curse and toss it on the bed. I run my fingers through my hair and snort in annoyance.What the fuck is wrong with her? I give her my attention and she decides to do this? To fuck with my mind? To play around with my feelings?Ugh!I sit up and support my back with the headboard. Angrily, I pick the phone and decide to delete her number. I’m done with this shit. I’m done with this crap and she can as well go and screw herself because I don’t care anymore.What am I even doing? She doesn’t care about me. My calls go unanswered for a month and now her

He pushes me to lie on the bed and looks down at me. His eyes change. They become dark and foggy. More intense and it’s driving me crazy. My whole being yearns for him. My whole body is aching for him.He lies on top of me, running his knuckles on my cheekbone. Everything he does is driving me crazy. Even if he decides to sneeze or cough, that will still drive me crazy. I don’t know what he is doing to me but I’m not willing for him to stop. I rather stay in this torture, where my whole body is burning for him, rather than away from him.“You decided to put me through hell?” he whispers sucking at the hollow of my throat. This is hot. It’s intentional but hot.“Mmh tomboy! You wanted to make me suffer?” he rubs his nose on mine, in a very sensual way.“I will go with Frankie.” I whisper waiting for the breath to be sucked out of me completely. “I will go with tomboy. You are my tomboy.” He whispers and goes back to nuzzling my neck. “And you know what?”“What?” I whisper back, trying