After finally being released from his 5 years sentence, which he was wrongly convicted for, Yuri decides to disappear from the whole word and start a new, simple life far away from his hometown Russia. He lands in Los Angeles, in a small city called...
What the fuck? I wasn't expecting this small town in Los Angeles, maybe I picked the wrong city. I watched as the bus drove by and stood with my bag hung on my shoulder. Dex told me that if I ever did make it out of that shithole I could start a new life in L.A, but this pansy little town is definitely not what I had in mind. I huffed and adjusted my bag and walked towards the first shop on the street. The bell chimed above my head as I walked inside the mini hypermarket and stood in front of the cashier. I cleared my throat in hopes of getting the attention of the grey haired man in front of me, who was to busy reading. "Excuse me". This town is already starting to get on my nerves. "What do you want young man?", without looking up he turned the page of the book he was reading and leaned back in his chair. My eye caught the old photo frames that hung proudly behind him. They were all photos of a young bloody man standing in the boxing ring , some with gold belts around his torso and some without. " I said what are you standing in front of my face for?", he snapped, finally looking me in the eye and placing his book down. There was an uncanny similarity between the once young man in the photos and the old sturdy man sitting in front of me. Huh. A fellow ex fighter.
"I'm looking for a place to stay, I just got here", I said and stood up straighter as he eyed me cautiously, almost as though he was searching for any threats that I would carry with me. Trust me old man, I'm empty of them. "What's your name?", he got up and rounded his counter and stood in front of, he almost matched my 6'3 ft height. "Yuri Boyka", I replied and stared right back at him. "Russian?", I nodded . Is that going to be problem? he gestured me to follow him, maybe not yet. We went outside his shop and walked in the semi deserted street , passing by a few buildings, some with cracked paint and chipped doors, and some with the complete opposite exterior. We stopped in front of an old run down building, a garage with a few cars in the workplace and two guys working . "I own this place, we need an extra pair of strong hands. You know anything about cars?", he turned to me after nodding to one of his employees. I nodded, before going to prison I worked at my Uncle's garage, so this was a piece of cake for me. "If you work for me, you get to stay in one of the apartment of the building i own, the rent will be 100 dollars a month, with no delays. Got it?", I nodded. Is it very obvious that I'm jobless and broke? "I've got 180 dollars now, do you need an advance or 100 is good for this month?", I asked as I reached for my pocket and waited for him to reply. "You dont want to see the place first?", he asked, lightly surprised. I shook my head, I just need a place to stay. "100 is good, here are the keys, its apartment 305 in that building infront of the cafe", I nodded and took the cold metallic keys, that was quick. "You start tomorrow at 6, and Ill pay you 90 dollars per week ", he said and turn around to walk to his shop when I said, "sure boss". That was the shortest interview I have ever had.
To say that I was surprised to see the good state the apartment was in will be an understatement. In just hundred dollars per month i got a furnished apartment and a job, i may stick around in this town for a while, just test this new setting out. After emptying my bag, which didnt have much in it apart from a few shirts and trousers, I placed my Id and passport in the side drawer next to the bed and grabbed some money and headed out to buy something to eat. I guess night time hours are the durations in which this city comes to life, everyone is walking around laughing, holding hands, or some were eating in the cafe right infront of my apartment. I headed towards the supermarket and once again saw my new boss behind the front desk, I nodded the moment he saw me to which he did the same.
Placing the carton of milk and a few eggs on the counter my eyes caught the name tag attached to my boss's shirt, "Ethan". "You had something to eat yet?", he asked as he rang my things up and placed them in the plastic bag. I shook my head and gave him a few dollars and took the bag, "that cafe infront of the building, go there and ask for Isabella. Tell her Ethan sent you", and do what? im not gonna waste money on food, before i could answer him he shook his head, his eyes were clear of judgement, "we always offer free meals to the new comer in this town, a sort of welcome". I nodded and headed out and walked towards the cafe, yep i look pretty broke. Although the cafe wasnt huge, it wasnt small either, it was just right and very busy. It smelled of coffee and cinnamon, only adding to my hunger. I headed towards the counter when i saw a small girl, about 5 years of age sitting behind the counter and eating chips. She looked up with her green eyes that were filled with curiosity and pushed away a strand of golden hair off her chubby face. I was about to call the waitress across the counter when a woman came up infront of me and smiled down at the little girl before looking up and placing the menu infornt of me. "Hello, Im Isabella and welcome to the Bella cafe. Do you have anything in your mind that you would like to order or would you like to take a moment and go through the menu first?". She had long dark hair that was tied back and her honey colored eyes shone brightly with her pink lips pulled up in a soft smile. Fuck, I was staring like a creep, I cleared my throat and looked at the menu before saying,"Ethan sent me here, he said I should talk to Isabella". "Oh? Well youre in luck mister, Im Isabella and bless Ethan, i told him that i needed some extra help aorund here and so he sent you", wait what?
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Just as i was about to protest she gestured me to follow her as she picked up the little girl and walked behind the counter into a room separate from the back kitchen. "Anna sit here while I go show our friend around the cafe ok? Ill send uncle Derek here to watch you", the little girl nodded and smiled up at me and i looked away. I dont do kids. She talked non stop and showed me around her cafe, I tried my absolute best to keep my eyes wandering down to her ass but it was hard. She was dressed in white sleeveless shirt and jeans, her slender arms moved as she talked excitedly about how much i would love working here. She finally turned and looked at me, her eyes taking in my black jacket and tattoos that peeked through my shirt, they stopped at the almost healed cut on my lower lip. shit did it start bleeding again? "so what do you think, oh my god i didnt even ask what your name was, youre new here arent you? ive never seen you around before', she smiled apologetically and placed a plate full of chips and a burger infront of me and gestured for me to sit. "Yuri Boyka, yes im new", i replied and watched her nod before she held up a finger and smiled before walking towards a customer. Damn this is the best meal i had ever since i left prison, its way better than the cold food at the airplane. "Sir do you want me to fill that up for ya?', I turned to look at the light colored hair tall man behind me as he gestured the empty glass of water next to me. I shook my head and realized that this must be Derek, he nodded and adjusted the little girl who was settled on his hip with her arms wrapped around his neck.
"sorry Mr Walter needed some more pasta, well what do you think , Yuri was it? I mean the job doesnt pay much, but it does pay good. All we need is a pair of extra hands to help out you know? some cleaning and cooking, if you dont know how to cook its fine, Derek, Sarah,and I can manage, but we need someone to clean and serve the customers'. Should i tell her that i only came here for free food? or should i take the job, i wont lose anything, just make more money, which i do need. "I start work at 6 in Ethan's garage tomorrow, when should i come here?", I stood up and looked down at her as she pulled out her hair tie and massaged her scalp. Her long thick hair fell down across her shoulders and rested below her enticing breasts. "You can start at the evening shift? From 4 to 9? Youll get 40 dollars per week, so will you join Yuri?'. I looked at the beautiful woman infront of me as she stood with a tentative smile on her face and waited for my reply, my name being called from her soft voice was something i was trying to deny looking forward to. Who the fuck am i lying to?
