I looked around.
I didn't recognize anyone.
I was back in the illegal bar where I met Makia back then.
I half hoped to see her and Stacy but I didn't see them.
I sat down and decided to just drink orange juice instead of alcohol.
Seemed safer.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked over to see who it was.
"Steve?"
(Steve is a made up character, okay? Okay. Don't like it? Deal with it.)
Steve smiled at me
"Sup, Princess."
"Don't call me that. What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you!" He let his hands drag from my shoulder, down my arm and hand, then across the table as he sat down on his chair.
"For what? Don't tell me you still have that stupid crush on me."
"Pshh, me? A crush on you? Never!" He waved me off before leaning forward. "Anyways, what are you up to?"
"Not much, just running my business."
"Slay! We love a girl boss."
"Thank you. What have you been doing?"
"Not much. Killing, stalking, sleeping with people. You know. The works. I imagine you're doing the same."
"Yeah, pretty much."
"You here for a job?" I asked.
"Nah, I'm on vacation."
I nodded and realized I looked away from my drink and decided to get a new one.
"How's the money flowing for you?" He asked.
"Pretty good. Not to much disturbance. Just take the shot and the money is in the bank."
He chuckled.
It went silent apart from the chatter of the people around us and fake moaning of the sex workers.
"Wanna fuck?"
"No."
"You're boring. You never sleep with me anymore!"
"That was one time and we were both high and drunk. And it was a threesome with Becky, so it wasn't anything special."
"And you paid more attention to her than me." He pouted.
"Shut up, you're stupid. I'm never sleeping with you again."
"Meanie."
"You're acting like a toddler."
"Then can I call you mommy?"
"No, ew, gross!"
"You're boring. Come on, let's go back to your place before this place get shut down by cops.
"I don't have a place around here."
"You have a place everywhere! Sugar daddies galore!"
"Shut it. I'm not sharing with you, I already told you."
"Well I need a place to sleep. Help a brother out. Speaking of brothers, I ran into yours the other day. He's quite the hood."
I rolled my eyes and downed my drink.
"What did he want?"
"My money, but I managed to get away."
"Why did you run into him?"
"I was following a lead and I ran into him. He looks nothing like you. More like Makia."
"Makia is dead. And that's because Makia looks like our father. My brother is my father's son, not my mom's."
"When did she die? What happened?"
"She killed herself after being caught by some men."
"I'm sorry to hear that. I don't think I'll miss her much, due to her happy personality she's so famous for though..."
"Don't be mean. She's still my sister. Did Ted ask about me?"
"He asked if you were still a slut."
"Wow. Amazing."
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Ghost x Reader: Looking Out For Me
FanfictionIt's not my fault I have to steal to survive. But why am I now part of 141, seriously, how did I get here? Book 2 is out.