Streetlife

60 - Sunday Keeps Coming

STEF POV

"STEF!" I hear Callie yell happily as she swings her arms around me as I enter Julius' apartment feeling rather beat. This fucking waitress thing was for the birds and after working the last couple of days including this afternoon,  I had gone back to my apartment to shower for I stunk. BUT it was so fucking quiet I couldn't stand it right now. I really couldn't, so me being me, I headed to Julius' apartment, and Callie was such a site for sore eyes and sore feet.

I hug Callie back warmly for I hadn't seen her since early Friday morning, and it was now Sunday evening. "Hey sweets! Nice greeting." I smile kissing her cheek as she looked so cute in her short tee and gym shorts as she grabs my hand.

"Come, I just made some iced green tea pops and iced tea. It's gonna be 1000 degrees out tonight! How is your new place? All unpacked and decorated?"

"Ahh, it's nice, love. Where's your umm, FRIENDS?" I take a seat at the table and put my feet up but reach down to rub them only to see how red they are. Christ, I hated everything about working for Ming, every damn thing and the sex we had, fuck, I wasn't even sure it was worth it based on how much of a fucking hard ass time she gave me. I couldn't tell from one minute to the next if she liked me or not, for it was one giant mind fuck.

"Oh ummm, everyone went out shopping. Probably will be back sooner rather than later, but what happened? Did you do a lot of walking? Do you need Epsom salts?" Callie looks at me with concern as she hands me an ice pop.

"Ahh, you could say that. I got a job. Waitressing." I laugh as I shake my head. "I don't think I need them, but thanks, hun." I gladly take the pop and taste it and love how refreshing it is as I finish it in about two bites for this August heat was brutal.

"Oh, how is it? I mean I could give you remedies for being on your feet all day." She laughs as she hands me a cold glass of iced tea as well, and I love the taste.

"Honestly, it sucks. I mean people keep asking me for shit. How many fucking glasses of water can you drink? So what? The order was wrong, you still got food. Right?" I say shaking my head as she giggles at me. "I don't know, babe, I'm not cut out for customer service. I'm just not even if now I'm wiping the tables and doing the dishes and shit."

"Maybe not that kind. I'm sure there is something else out there you can do for money. You're super smart. Do you have a headache? I can massage it out." Callie offers softly as she takes my hand in hers, and I look into her caring eyes. I didn't realize how much I missed her until now, or didn't allow myself to feel that.

"Can I lay on your bed and have the fan blow on me?" I laugh awkwardly as she nods and stands to her feet, motioning me to follow her.

"Of course. And you can tell me about your new place AND how Frankie is doing. Is he okay in rehab?"

"Yeah sweets, he's alright." I say as we head into her bedroom and I strip my clothes off and plummet on her bed. Callie quickly turns the fan on as it blows on me and it feels like heaven. Like damn heaven as she takes a seat on the bed and places my head in her lap massaging my temples.

"Try to think of happy things. Like things you love and breathe, okay?" She soothes as my body begins to relax for the first time in fucking days and I didn't know how stressed I was. "It's okay if you're worried about, Frankie."

"I am a tad. You know I just want him to be okay. Want him to stop using. And it's good to know he is right now. I just love him." I admit as she runs her fingers through my hair.

"He loves you too. Before you came and we talked a bit and just, he showed me your baby pics and he was so proud and said this is my baby sis. This is my baby sis." She laughs as I smile widely. "I don't know, Stef, people don't grow up and say they will be addicts. Sometimes life gets to them."