This story is a mix of romantic and non con genre. For the first chapters, I will try to build some background for the characters so no sexual content will be expected. But expect a lot of it after the first few chapters. All are 18+ in age. Please enjoy reading and don't forget to rate it! Thank you!
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"Hey, Kali! Would you mind taking orders from table 5? I'm kinda busy right now with JC. Thanks girl!"
Yeah right. Mia, the slut and the waitress, who fucks every guy who comes in her way. Fucking, for her, has no boundaries. Always busy from keeping my ex-BF busy, too. Even when the bar is full of hungry and angry people. Haven't I mentioned that our manager was my BF that's why I'm here, and please I already moved on. Actually the reason I got into a relationship with him is for this job which is the only source of my income because after the Unibecan war, the economy went down and almost everyone were barely breathing.
Then 3 weeks after he hired me, he said we need to get down to "our another business". Of course I said "No, I'm not yet ready. You know how much my virginity means to me, etc, etc." After that he went cold with me and the next day, I caught him and Mia on the stock room fucking like wild animals. As a human nature, I got angry and threw any supplies, that I can see will do a little harm, to them. Just to make sure I made my point. The next day he went to talk to me, and of course, I forgave him and told him I will still keep my job. Truth be told, I really wanna break up with him. I must really thank Mia for helping me with that.
"Miss, have you heard what I said? One special burger with cheese and chicken fingers. And large Pepsi. Thank you."
"Okay Sir! Will be in 10 minutes!" I was about to turn my back when he spun me around and,
"10 minutes?!?!?! If you haven't been staring at that window, it would be only 5 minutes! Do you know how precious my time and work is? Huh?! NO! COZ YOU WORK ON A WORTHLESS JOB AND HAS NO DREAMS FOR HER FUTURE!"
Well I don't know what got him to overreact like that. Typically, I'm just a calm person when someone is shouting or arguing with me coz I don't want to make a scene. But this. This man just really boiled my blood down to my core, and raised every tiny hair in my nape, arms, and legs. Just out of my rage and emotional stress, I punched him right in the nose. I heard a crack and the bleeding of his nose runs freely, like a dam of water with a broken gate. Then I heard a woman shout, and there was a commotion. The man just fell down, face first on the floor. I didn't know he has phobia of his own blood. I just stood there, and I saw Jace, fresh from the fucking, kneeling down to the man's side trying to wake him up. And Mia, at my side, her hair was tousled and her blouse still half opened, glared then mouthed
You're going to get fired
. That's it. I don't wanna hear Jace say that to me too. I don't wanna make him think that I'll be pleading for him not to fire me. Coz I won't do it. I walked out to retrieve my things at the locker and left the restaurant. And officially, jobless.
I went back to my apartment to ease my mind and somehow forget what I have done earlier. I was planning to take a bubble bath while having a one on one session with myself then watch all the free movies that Netflix could offer. When I was about to turn on our street, I saw my things outside the garage, and a warning post from my dear roommate. "Don't ever step in to this apartment or I will call the authority. I saw your secret chest box. Fix your life. Love, Kayla."
What the fuck!
The mother of all bitches found out what I have been hiding for a year now. I quickly put down her post and look around if somebody was watching. This bitch just wanted me evicted in the apartment so she and her BF could play around. I knew it. And I can't even talk to the landlord coz the moment I do it, he'll know what I have been hiding from them, for sure I'll be in prison...for the rest of my life.
I can't let that happen. I must prove to that man I punched a while ago that all he said are not true. Not even a word from it.
I sat on the ground arranged and packed my things quietly hoping that all of my things will fit into my bags, and contemplating my plans -where will I go and how will I survive the next few days without an income.
I've decided to spend my first night on the park. Although my things were heavy and I need to walk a mile, I was relieved there were no patrol cars nearby. Thank gods, there are also no kids to fool around. I set my things on the bench under the red willow tree. And I just hope no unwanted insects will fall on my face as I lay here on my new comfortable bed. Even though I want to read a book for a while (thanks again to this generous lamp on my head), I fell asleep immediately as the cold wind lulls me...
