My Best Mistake (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 8 - Crow's POV

I get a snapchat message on my phone from Nessie during work. I go to open it but get called away for something else. I haven't gotten a single break and I know that text from Nessie would've cheered me up, but it'll have to wait.

I go to the main counter and start taking and filling orders. I really hate working in food service, but it pays the bills. I bust my ass for another hour. My boss calls me over and tells me to clean up the back and then I get to go home. I know what "clean up the back" means. That means wash the dishes, dry the dishes, organize the dishes, organize the stock already in the back, organize the stock that got delivered this morning, organize the walk-in, sweep, and mop. Then, and only then, will I get to go home.

I brace myself for another three more hours of work. At least I won't have to deal with shitty and rude customers. I sigh as I get started with my long list of chores. I fucking hate this job.

As I'm organizing the stock we got in this morning, my phone starts blowing up. I look and they're all text from Nessie. I say fuck it and decide to look. The first thing I see almost makes me pass out. Nessie sent me a nude?

I don't look at it for long. I quickly tap away from the picture. I don't think she meant to send that to me, but god, it made me want her so much more. I look at the long stream of texts and sigh.

Croooooowwww -N

Im @ the club wif Bambi -N

Sooooo drunks -N

Can you cum picks me up -N

Really, Nessie?

Preeeettttyyyyy pleeeeeaaaassseeee -N

Jesus christ, Nessie. How much did you drink? I'm about to text her and tell her to wait until I get off work, but the text that comes in next sends a punch to my gut.

Neverrrrmind, this guy is gonna take me hooome -N

Like hell he is. I quickly take off my apron and grab everything I need from the employee break room. My boss starts to yell at me, but I throw my apron at him.

"I fucking quit. I don't need this shit. I'm the only person that does anything here and I'm sick of it. Good luck without me."

I storm out of the building and go to my car. I call Nessie and put it on speaker. Thankfully, she answers.

"Hello," she slurs.

"Nessie, do not get into the car with that guy."

"Crow," she draws out, "I'm fine, he said he'll take me home."

"Nessie, listen to me, what club are you at?"

"The one on fern grove, silly."

God, Nessie. That is the club street. There's like twenty of them.

"I need a name, Nessa."

"Ummmmm, I think it's like cutey cat or something like that."

"Boozey Cat?"

"Yeah! That one! I'm there."

"Nessie, do not leave with him. I'm five minutes away."

"Oookaaayy."

I pull into the clubs parking lot. I quickly get out of my car and shove through the crowd of people. I slip inside and look for Nessie. Women start coming up to me, but I'm not interested. I see her being practically dragged out of the back entrance. Fuck.

I run through the crowd, pushing and shoving people. I get some hateful looks but I can't be bothered right now. I burst out of the club and see some guy pushing Nessie into his car. I quickly make my way over there and deck him across the face.

"Whoa, chill, bro. Somebody's had too much to drink," he laughs.

"I'm perfectly sober, unlike my friend you're shoving into your car."

"Relax, man. She said she wanted to go with me."

"Saying something while being blackout drunk isn't consent, buddy," I say as I shove him.

"I suggest you back off," he grunts.

He pulls out a clearly fake gun from his pocket. I want to laugh in his fucking face right now. He picked the wrong mother fucker on the wrong day. I pull out my gun and aim it right at his dick.

"And I suggest you let me take my friend home."

"C-c'mon, m-man. I'm just trying to enjoy my night. What's the harm if she's fucked up? She won't remember it."

I hit him across the face with my gun. He did not just say that fucked up shit to my face. As he turns his head back I notice his lips are bleeding. Good, that fucker needs to shut up.

"The cops are going to be here in less than two minutes. I suggest you give her to me. You're lucky I'm nice enough to give you a head start."

The guy starts trembling and frantically trying to get up. I grab Nessie from his car and slam his door. He quickly starts his car and his tires squeel down the road. Police cars follow behind him soon after.

I take Nessie to my car and gently put her in the passenger seat. Her body slumps over and I sigh. I put on her seatbelt and lean her seat back. I get in the car and start driving to Nessie's apartment.

I carry her up to her apartment. I realize the door is locked. Fuck. I hold her up with one arm while I grab my keys out of my pocket. I use the spare key she gave me and open the door.

I take Nessie to her room and lay her in the bed. I go into her bathroom and get some makeup wipes. I clean off her makeup and take off her shoes. For some reason, this wakes her up.

"Crow? What happened?"

"Don't worry about that right now. You need rest."

"Crow, I want to kiss you."

That sentence made me freeze but also made me upset. I know it's just the alcohol talking. She doesn't know how long I've been in love with her and how much I'd like to kiss her, but I'm not going to. I won't take advantage of her like that.

"Nessie, you're drunk."

"Please, Crow. I really want to kiss you," she says as she starts coming closer to me.

"No, Nessie. I'm not going to kiss you while you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk," she hiccups.

"Anessa, enough!"

I sigh as she slumps back down in the bed.

"Please, go to sleep," I say softly.

I put the blanket over her and leave her room. I find my spot on the couch and get comfortable. I don't understand Nessie sometimes. She doesn't know my feelings for her, but sends me that picture and then asks to kiss me. If she weren't drunk I would have, but I know she'd never ask me that sober. I guess it'll only happen in my dreams.