Everything is Better Now

Chapter 9

With work in the morning, I couldn't stay long after she pulled my heart through my vagina. I crept back into my pitch-black apartment smelling of Johanna and sweat. I made as little noise as possible and eventually made it to my room, undressed, and slipped under the covers. A shower could wait until tomorrow all I can think about is sleep.

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I woke up to my dad banging on my door.

"Carter!" bang bang bang "We need breakfast! Your brother is hungry!"

"Then go get breakfast!" I yell back, sinking further into the covers.

"Listen girly, you owe us after bringing that whore to dinner." Last night's activities flashed in the back of my mind.

"Dad, watch your mouth." He opened the door and stomped inside.

"Get your ass up and take us to breakfast."

"I have work, and all of the breakfast places around here are closed. Eat some cereal." I refused to look at him.

"Call in sick! Your brother needs more than cereal to get through his workout today. So get up, we're going to whatever diner is open!" He yanked the covers off of me.

"Then you can drop us off at the College, we're getting a tour."

He walks out after that one leaving me to stew in his misogyny.

I rolled over to grab my phone from the side table and call in late. I wouldn't dare call Johanna so I called the office manager.

"Hi Samantha, I'm going to be a bit late today, but I should be in by noon. Do you think you could not mention this to Ms. Charles?" I plead. If Johanna finds out I'm dead.

"I'll try Carter, but you know she has her ways. I'll do what I can though. See you at noon sugar."

Samantha was awesome. She's had my back many times and she was the only person I really liked there. Hopefully, she would be able to keep my secret from the big boss lady. Well, the beautiful big boss lady.

They got ready lazily where it only took me 20 minutes. I brushed my teeth, fixed my hair, and dressed as if I was going to work. A pair of cropped navy chinos that Johanna picked out, my favorite pair of red vans with pink socks and a red long-sleeve polo shirt. I looked very lesbian today. Very lesbian indeed.

Of course, dippty-dumb ass and his servant took far longer. He stressed over which homemade tank top he should wear. Once they were done checking each other out in the mirror we headed out to the breakfast place around the corner where all the gym bros go for the protein pancakes.

"This place is much better than where you took us last night," dad commented unnecessarily as he looked around. "Maybe it was just the company though."

"Yeah, okay. So You guys will have to walk home, I'm going to work right after this." I ignored him.

"Mind your tongue Girly." He sneered, as the waitress approached.

"I'll have your finest blueberry protein pancakes with eggs and a black coffee," Johnny ordered as if dad wasn't a condescending piece of shit.

"And for you ma'am?" She looked my way, biting her lip and making eyes at me. She was pretty cute in a nerdy goth kind of way. I wouldn't expect her to work in this shit pot though.

"Just a coffee please." I smiled.

"You sure, breakfast is pretty important." Before I could respond I heard the heels of destiny. Fuck.