I pushed my hair away from my face to get a better look at what I was working with.
Ya girl was looking rough.
I needed to do something about it. I couldnt have that man seeing me like this.
I've never been very good at this step. But im gonna do it anyway. I placed a few dots of concealer around my eye, it looked like it was a good color match. Crossing my fingers this works.
I heard a tap at my door & Victor appeared with his bag over his shoulder. "We're all ready to go."
"Okay. He hasn't texted back but he should be here soon."
He set the bag down and leaned against the door frame, watching me use a sponge to blend the concealer around my eye.
"You always do your makeup this late at night?"
Why was he smirking at me? I'm ignoring that.
"No. I usually do it before sun set."
"You do your makeup to sleep?"
"Actually... I work nights."
"Oh for real.. what do you do?"
"I work at a hospital." Not mentioning the club to anyone. Ever.
"Were you supposed to work tonight?"
"Mhmm. But I got someone to cover for me."
"So if you're not going to work why are you putting on makeup? It's not like my uncle hasn't seen you without it."
This kid thinks outloud too much.
"I don't like how this looks & I dont want your uncle to see it and question me about it."
"Why would he question you about it?"
I shrugged.. its what he does. He questions everything.
"You asked me about it."
"Cus you didnt have it the last time I saw you."
"You ever stop to think that maybe I was covering it up with makeup?"
"Were you? Covering it up with makeup?"
He had a look on his face like 'I knew you were lying about how you got that bruise.' Why else would i go through the trouble of covering it up now.. & i was full of shit but only cus I didnt think I would have to see anyone else in these conditions.
"I always cover marks on my face when I go out. I was about to get ready for work when you called. I forgot all about it and rushed out the door to get to you.. but now im doing something about it."
I don't think he bought it but I really don't care. I was hoping if i ever ran into Tommy again that i would atleast look somewhat put together... even if it was just 40% put together but it's midnight and there's only so much I can do for this face at that hour. 🤷🏽♀️ 10% will have to do cus I'm not getting out of these sweats.
I invited him in.. he looked around my room.. said it was nice and asked if I lived alone there.
"Yeah. Just me and my kids live here.. and Mace. But he stays in the room out back."
"No boyfriend?" Probably asking cus he saw Liams shirt hanging by the closet..
I picked up his dry cleaning so I could use it as an excuse to see him.
"No boyfriend. Life is easier. What about you.. you got a gf?"
"I had one.. but we broke up when I was forced to move out here."
