Tattooed Scars

Chapter 2

                                 Felix's POV
I felt someone jumping on my bed. I opened my eyes. Katrina was the one jumping. I sat up.

"Woah woah. Sit down. You're gonna hurt yourself."

She plopped down in front of me.

"What's up?"

"Aunt Sky said, you have to take me to school today. She didn't want to be late."

"Are you dressed?"

She shook her head.

"Why?"

She shrugged.

"What time is it?"

"7:16! I have to be at school, before 9!"

"I know kiddo. I know."

"It's sports day!"

"Oh. Put your cheer uniform on then."

"I don't wanna."

"Then what do you want to wear?"

"Your football jersey!"

"Ah. Okay."

I got up and walked over to my closet. I started going through my clothes.

"It should, be around here somewhere."

I found the smallest one and pulled it out of the closet. I handed it to her. She grabbed them ran to her room. I shut my door and started getting ready.

How is she so hyper this early in the morning?

She started knocking on my door. I opened it and looked down.

"It's a little bit big on you. Hold on."

I walked into the bathroom and grabbed a hair tie. I bent down and grabbed a bit of the jersey. I tied the hair tie around it a few times.

"Alright. That should work."

"Daddy? Why don't you have a girlfriend?"

"I-I uh...haven't found anyone yet."

"You should get one."

I smirked.

"Yeah. You're right. I probably, look scary though."

"Not to me and Aunt Skysky."

"But to other people, I probably do. Plus...you two know me. Did you eat breakfast yet?"

"Mhm! I brushed my teeth too!"

"Good."

I finished getting ready then, brought her to school. I went home and got ready for work. I got in my car then went to the mall, I work at. I walked into the store and saw my co worker running around. There were boxes out.

"Dale? Are you good?"

"Oh thank god. I can go."

"Uh are you okay?"

"I have been here all morning, trying to not throw shit."

"Why?"

"This job...is killing me."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I don't get breaks really anymore."

"That's...strange."

I noticed he was shaking and he was scratching himself.

"Are you okay?"

"I-I've been waiting for you to get here. I-I gotta get laid and take a hit."

"Oh god. You've been waiting for me so you can go off and do that again?"

He ran over to his things and picked everything up.

"I'll be back."

"Dude, you can't do this. I can't be left here, by myself."

"I'll be back in an hour!"

He ran out of the store.

Andddd...

Now I'm alone.

He's gotta stop doing this.

I can't keep covering for him.

Both of our asses, are on the line here.

I need this job.

I walked up to a box. I opened it and saw what was in it.

We don't need these out.

I closed the box and brought it to the storage room. I put it down. I walked out of it and did the same thing with the other boxes. I closed the door and started wandering around the store.

I'm so getting fired.

He needs some rehab or something.

I walked back to the cash register and started looking at my phone. I looked up and saw Mariposa walking into the store.