So guys here's my first chapter that's not pre chaptered. lol enjoy!
SCARLET's POV
"Love isn't really real, cause if it was you'll still be here..." Sounds loudly in my ears.
Why in the world did I decide to use the first lyrics line of Kidd G's song as my alarm?I grunt
I used my half awoken hand to locate my darn alarm resting on my side cabinet and switched it off.
It was clear,it was already 7am and I had to get my ass out of bed if I wanted to still keep my job.
I had just started work and getting sacked on my third day of work wasn't what I planned,not until I had received my first pay as an employee.
I lazily got out of bed and headed to the bathroom did my shitty thing and had my bath, trust me when I say I was completely slow with everything, moving around my small room like a zombie in an extremely large 5 star hotel event hall.
After I was done with my shower, I took off my shower cap only to face the most horrifying messy mess you could ever in the mirror"Scarlet why do you look like the wizard in a horror movie?" I questioned myself.
I knew the answer quite alright, its been almost a week I washed my hair,I recalled that the last time I did was when I had the interview with my boss the owner of the diner where I now worked.
After preparing myself omelette and a cup of tea, I motioned my eyes to the wall clock on the left side of my room,oddly place above my window frame. Apparently I was a lover of wall deco I had covered entirely the whole wall with roses made out of colored papers and spray paints. I knew it was definitely going to be an issue with my old landlady sooner than later.
I was gonna get my ass fired at this point if i didn't move,I grabbed my backpack not forgetting to get hold of a band to tie my messy hair together as I locked the door and ran down the stairs loud enough to alert my neighbors that their new inmate a noisy freak was already leaving the apartment.
I got to the diner few minutes past 8, I could see my boss,Mr Suski as I stepped into the diner staring with an unreadable face. I knew it was something I wouldn't like at all.
As I stepped in I decided to greet him with a large smile on my face, spreading wide enough to show my dentals"Good morning Mr Suski, I'm hoping you had a lovely night rest"I said still holding my broad smile in place and hoping Mr Suski would let my being late pass with a just a corresponding greeting.
"Scarlet this is the third time this week you are coming to work late" he spoke with a frown on his face.
"Mr Suski, the cat got away with the milk again" I continued with the lie that I had being telling since I started work.
my unrealistic grandmother who's too old to prepare herself breakfast has a cat who's too mischievous to stay put and always steals the delivered milk meant for breakfast, so I have to run after it and retrieve the milk..and that obviously would definitely be time consuming if you may reason.
Ohh yeah..okay okay,I know that's the dumbest story anyone has ever come up with but trust me when I say that's what I could come up with as at then.
I knew deep down that Mr Suski didn't believe my story either, but wasn't going to make an accusation because that wasn't good for a fresh start in building a business relationship and I couldn't be blamed also,I have never had a proper job in my life time..but I had to keep this at cost.
I looked innocently at Mr Suski who just sighed and dismissed me"Go get ready.... Those tumblers won't clean themselves, or would they?" With that I was out of his sight to the kitchen store where I had to get my apron uniform to begin work .
Just then he yelled out " And Scarlet try find a way to kill the miserable monster or get yourself another job that didn't get in the way of your whole family drama ".
And with that I heard the door to his office bang shut." Did he just threaten to fire me?,cause that's exactly what it sounded like.EVAN'S POV
I stepped out of my sport car buttoning my dark suit. I had been paying a few increasing debtors visitations oddly, probably because there hasn't been any killing for the week...but I had just finished setting the records straight.
"what a heck of a day" I stated to myself as I walked into the building along side my right hand man BOJU.
BOJU a masculine African giant who is 7 feet talk and really dark has been with me long enough to know that even tho I was just 6feet and some inches tall,I was still the boss.
He had tried tackling me countless times only to end up in the hospital for either broken bones fix or surgery.He is indeed a loyal pal that has been with me for over 10 years and runs my deals with me.
As we both stepped into the elevator I spoke not even facing him "let's get this dealt with as quickly as possible" pocketing my left hand into my trouser .
"Yes boss" he calmly replied folding both hands on each other in front of him directly resting them on his stick. Just as guards do.
Ding!
I kicked the door opened with my leg as we entered the office. I was already getting too irritated and impatient for the day and needed to get things done with.
Sitting on the chair opposite the owner
"Hello Mr Klurt, where is my god damn money? " I demanded as I placed my legs on his customized table.Fuck yeah I would do it again anytime because the money he owed could get me a billion of his fucking customized table, oh hell,I could get me self thousands of his office,what was I saying...? I could buy 100 of the entire building.
Well yeah, I was that rich enough to get owed so much by just one person.
I could see him trembling as he sat his ass in his luxurious leather chair
"I'm a very busy man as you know Mr Klurt, so save me the stress" I said running out of patience watching the fat old pig .
"I promise to get it ready before the end of today" he final replied still obviously trembling."Well Mr Klurt, see you at the diner later today by 10pm" I stood up adjusting my purple tie"and if you don't arrive there before I do and that with my money, I'm going to chop that big head of yours off your neck "and with my final note,I was out of his office.
I exhaled when I arrived outside, I had been able to restrain my great desire of killing him like I did earlier with my previous clients.
I had to get other shitty things done with before 10pm.which optimistically was going to end up with blood sheds.
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