Friends With Benefits (Mika Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Mika drove me to work after our spontaneous intercourse. I had a smile on my face with every swipe of mascara. He knew that I could see him staring me whilst getting dressed but he didn’t care. He’d continue to gaze hungrily and shamelessly. I wore tight black jeans and a flowy, white low-cut top. He dropped me off at the Starbucks at which I worked at. I knew he only wanted to drive me so that he could pick me up and since i didn’t have my car I couldn’t wander off. I walked inside and signed in without my manager noticing how late I was. I tied my green work apron around my waist. After a few minutes the customers flew in and out quickly just like every day.  Coffee after coffee.

“Hi Breanne.” a voice of my boss said from behind me. I rolled my eyes.

“It’s actually just Bre.” I snap. He smiles.

“I know that, sweetie. But to me you’re Breanne.” he says, “I need to talk to you during your break.” he whispers. I smile nervously. I was pretty much certain that he was going to fire me. But I don’t give a flying fuck anymore.

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“What is it?” I ask him as he exhales smoke from his joint. We are in the back of the coffee shop in the parking lot. My twenty-four year old manager starts to speak.

“I don’t know how else to say it, Breanne.” He looks me in the eye with an admirable gaze. “I’d really want to take you out some time.” I snort.

“Thanks but no thanks.” I said with a bitchy smile. He stands straight and gets to be more serious.

“Are you seeing someone?”

“No.” I answered backing away. He eyes flicker.

“You ought to give me a chance.” he said stepping towards me and gently holding my right hand. Suddenly in that moment I was attracted to him. My hear thumped faster and I touched him back. Mika zapped into my head ahead again. Even though we aren’t anything special right now, he’d be furious if I let someone five years older than me bang me. I shook my head.

“I’m nineteen.” was all I said. “Thanks though.” Then the man in front of me dropped his joint and forced his smoke laced lips on mine. My hands push him away but he doesn’t stop. His palm slides under my shirt and touches my skin gently. He grabbed my hand and forced it upon the bulge between his hips. I lose his grip and push the prick off of me completely.

“Fuck off, Jim!” I spat. His eyes looked defeated and regretful. As he began apologizing I started walking away shouting to him that I quit. I pulled out my phone and dialed Mika.

“Sup?” he answers.

“Please pick me up.” I said. I hear him laugh.

“Am I just a chauffeur to you now?”

“Mika it’s urgent. Get your stupid ass here right now. This is why I need to take myself to work.” Click.