Enemies to Lovers

CHAPTER 11

"Hey Molly, I finished, but I forgot I need a pajama, please." She chuckles silently. She was shy. I could see that.

"Yeah, sure, wait for me. I'll get you one." I went to my closet to get her and to get me a pajama.

My pajama had some strawberries on it, and it was white and pink; it was mixed. Her pajamas had some cute black hearts on them, and some of them were pink and white. It was also mixed. But both are shorts.

"Molly, these pajamas are so cute. Thank you so much." She says it in awe, thanking me, and we go to the salon again.

"Hey Jane, wait for me here. I'm going to make some chicken pasta, okay?" I make my way to the kitchen and make some chicken pasta. I love pasta. 

I tasted some of it. It's delicious. I should definitely be a chef. Oh, wait. Why didn't I think about it before? I'm just joking. I don't love that. Everyone used to tell me I should be a chef when I grow up, but I don't like it at all. 

I placed some of them on two plates. I got the forks, poured some fresh wine, and went to Jane.

She was waiting for me on the couch, scrolling on her phone. "Jane, I'm back. Give me, please, that table to put them on." I say, holding the tray. 

She got me the table, and I placed them on it, saying, "Tell me if you're going to like them." I place a fork of that tasty chicken pasta in my mouth.

"Wow, Molly, they're so tasty. You're so good at cooking." She says eating with appetite. I laugh at her and continue eating. 

"Jane, I want to ask you something if that's okay." I look at her with a small smile on my face.

"Sure, anything," she replies sweetly.

"Jane, why are you working as a stripper? Where's your family? Don't you have friends or something, and where do you live? I mean, girls like you should be in college now, but don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything by this. I'm just wondering. I'm just really worried about you." I hope I didn't say anything wrong.

"Yeah, It's fine. When I was fifteen, I tragically lost both my parents in a car accident. And I'm the only child. I don't have siblings. After that, I went to live with my grandparents, my mother's grandparents, because my dad's were dead. And when I turned seventeen, I went to work, and the only job I found was this." She sighs and then continues. 

"I worked there, and it's been a year now. I gained a good amount of money, and when I turned eighteen, I lived in my own apartment. But sometimes I would be scared living alone, so I ask my friends if I can go to them." She was sad and tired. I could see that in her eyes. That must be really hard for her. 

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't know that. May their soul rest in peace, baby. I'm here for you if you need anything." I say, patting her back. 

I didn't know she had lost her family, and I felt bad for her. I think we have the same situation. "And what about you, Molly?" She asks curiously. 

"Well, we can say we have the same situation, but my family is not dead. I was the least favorite of my two sisters. My sister loved me, but my mom was terrible with me. My dad was good, but still, he did something for me. When mom told him I have a boyfriend and I'm going to live with him alone in New York City, he went crazy and after some days, he made me marry an old, grumpy shithead man. 

One of his workers, and my life with that man, was all shit. He used to abuse me every day, and sometimes, when he's furious, he will hit me with the belt. He used to rape me, and he did so many bad things to me. He never let me out or anything. And if you're wondering how that happened, I was talking with my ex, Pablo, whom I got accepted to go study there, and mom heard me and told dad." I took a breath and continued. 

"One day, he had a meeting at night, so it was the best time to escape from him. I packed some of my things and left. I went to the club because I had nowhere to go; Romeo, my enemy, found me, and he asked me what happened, and you know. But then Alexander found me, but Romeo called the police, and Alexander went to prison for the rest of his life." Woah. I just told her the story of my whole life, I wasn't that type of person who opens up, especially for a girl I just met. 

"Wow, Molly, you are a strong girl. I'm so proud of you and proud of how you went through all this without any single help." Jane says she is proud of me. "I laugh, giving her a hug.

"Girl, and what about that hot guy, who's called Romeo?" I saw him at the strip club." She says this, pulling away from the hug and smirking.

"Yeah, I know he's hot, but I hate him. He wants me tomorrow to perform for him at his home. I'm nervous, not going to lie." I say, looking away. I felt shy. Not only that, but I don't know why.

"Oh look, who's being red? Yes, and tell me what's going to happen after that. Um, Molly, it's 2 a.m. Girl, we should definitely sleep, yeah?" She laughs slightly. Time passed by, and I didn't realize it. I had a great time, though. 

"Yes, for sure I will. Yeah, let's sleep. We have work tomorrow." I smile.

"Goodnight, Molly, and thank you for everything. You're amazing, and you're just perfect. I'm happy I have a friend like you." She hugs me, and I hug her back.

"Jane, you're so cute, and I'm happy too, plus no worries at all. Make yourself feel like you're at home. Goodnight, love." I said it in awe. I gave her a small kiss on her face, and we both went to sleep. 

This night was really great. I had a great time with her. Now the only thing I'm thinking about is tomorrow. I think I'm just going to sleep and get some rest. I'm tired.