BELIEVE

Chapter 3

Marsai's POV
"Here is your shampine please enjoy" l stupidly smile as if l fucking enjoy this.

When is someone finally leaving this shit and doing what they fucking enjoy! l put the glass on the table and l feel a rough grasp on my wrist. I look to see the ugliest motherfucker holding up my wrist.

"Let me go motherfucker" He looked like a guy in his early forties red eyes, his nose and mouth were almost the same size trust me they are fucking huge.

"Come to me baby, l won't hurt you. I'll instead treat you right" He winks as he smiles with his teeth with the same colour of the sun.

Ew!!

Fuck!!!

l look at him and roll my eyes.

"Let me go bitch don't you fucking understand" What's with this damn ass thing. This is why l fucking hate this job when will someone just leave this l don't even fucking love it.

Aaaaa!!!!! but l have to do something about this dickhead.

I then use all the energy l have and push him away from me and as l do that, l spill the remaining shampine all over his shirt running to his jeans.

Fuck wow!!!

Now l'm loving this!!

He looks at the shampine flow all over his shirt and onto his jeans and he looks at me with the most murderous glare l've seen today and .

Naaaaaaaa!!!!! Doesn't scare me. I just smirk and fold my arms onto my chest while sitting on the chairs next to him so l can face him.

"Are you out of your mind bitch" He snarls as if he wants to just cut off my body parts and sell them to his carnivores which are obviously his people.

Okay l don't understand what l am even saying but okay.

He starts yelling and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
l don't give a FUCK!

l start picking up the glasses left on other chairs and from no where he calls out the name of one of the bitch's l hate!

"Tez Tez Tez" He yells and she then foolishly comes Aaaaa!!!

Fuck hate her!!!! "Yes Brut what happened why are you yelling like that and what happened to your clothes" she then gives me her heartless glares.

"See this" He points at his shirt and pants "See what this whore has done" They then both glower at me. "Did you do this" she questions me as l look into her brown eyes with a bored look and then back at the table as l look at the bottles like as if it was the most precious thing on earth.

"Yes that stupid foolish niece did this to me" l look at his empty asshole speak bullshit. I then feel this time a rough painful grasp on my arm muscle. "How could you do that. Don't you have sense woman"

She yells out as l forcefully move my throbbing arm. "I did that cause that motherfucker wanted to force himself on me and have sex with me" Well of course he never said it but actions obviously speak louder than words.

She first looks at it okay 'him' but that asshole ain't human and she then looks at me with a confused look.

"So? What's the problem. Guve him what he wants. Have sex with him!" I look at the bitch infront of me and I just don't know why l fucking feel hurt l just never expected her to go this far.

"What!!! What are you talking about aunt. Are you insane or drank. What the hell is wrong with you whore"
I feel anger run through my whole blood and pain as well. Never did l ever believe this.

"You know that you're just someone who works here so l can decide to fire you and this is a bar not any church or high school. If he wants it l can give him a room since he is my good customer so you guys can do whatever you want l don't care and remember you're not my child so know your place! Okay!!! Stupid girl" she snarls and walks back to the asshole.

I look behind and see the wanker laughing behind me and l look at him and he winks and mouthed and signed "Come" l give him my worst glares as he just continues to make fucking stupid faces and sounds in order to call me.

"If he wants it give him. This isn't some church or high school. No you're place here you're not my child"

Her statements are still in my mind. I've been living here for eight years and my heart hasn't yet found where it belongs it still meanders after what happened to me eight years ago my life changed after that incident.

Fuck I just hate life!!

I gave a cleaner to the dickhead and immediately got out before l do something l may regret and removed my apron to go and meet my niggas. Even though my life sucks l know there are some people who accept me for who l am.

Author's note
Thank you so much again for reading lt means a lot literally. This is the third chapter and l hope you enjoyed. Please don't forget to vote or say something 🤗
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