Mercedes POV It was almost 1:00 a.m., Nicole and I just clocked out from the movie theater where we work as ushers. It was a long shift, and I could really use a hot bath, and a really long sleep.As we made our way through the quiet streets that led to our home, a black car stopped right beside us, a car I recognized pretty well.Mr. Ford's.My heart skipped a beat, and I instinctively grabbed Nicole's hands, as we watched the driver's door open, and Mr. Ford stepped out.He was putting on a loose slack and shirt.“Mr. Ford,” I whispered, as my eyes locked with his, and all I could remember was the anger in his eyes on the night he fired me.Nicole caught on immediately, and stepped in front of me.“I know Jiu-jiutsu, Mr. Ford,” Nicole warned. “Don't think for a second that I'll let you hurt my friend,” Nicole said, as Mr. Ford rounded the car to where Nicole and I stood awkwardly at the side.“Mercedes, we need to talk,” Mr. Ford looked past Nicole like she wasn't there, and right 
 Last Updated : 2025-10-16
Last Updated : 2025-10-16