The MakeUp Artist Internship

Friday After Work

The diary is getting good. Mom really needed someone to hug her, needed a friend.  She seemed not to have any.   She had no one to share her pregnancy test with and what to do, except for extortionist of a sister and her grandma.   She wrote about trying to call Johnny's bar and she heard him, and he said to the person who answered, "No calls.  What part don't you understand?" The ladies at the tanning salon were mean to her and ignored her.   They gave her the strippers and cheap customers and a few of them turned tricks.   "I just do their nails, make them look pretty, and eat the job because they don't tip.  I try not to think where their hands have been and see their crusty lips.   Then I have the sorority girls who talk about this dance or that and how fun it is and I get mad because I was the sister who they made fun of."  The ladies at Dillard's were sort of rude to her.   However, when she went to the Elite Visions Salon, and got a job.   They were mean to her there, too.   My mom was the nicest, sweetest girl and if they read what was going on in her diary, they would have cut her some slack.  She tried to get ahold of Johnny, sweetly calling the bar and asking for him.   She just wanted to tell him.   "Worst day ever.  Today I was putting polish on one of the girls and Noelle said it was hers and I 'did not ask'.   Then Suzi comes in and starts in on me, too.  They said, "If you want to use the OPI colors, your ass had better pay five hundred dollars".  I tried to tell them I didn't have it and I had rent due and they didn't care.  So, I paid them because my colors are ugly, tanning salon and cheap.   So, I have like -2.48 until the next payday and my parents are treating me more like a tenant than a child with a lot on her plate.  Grandma did give me a few groceries and I have been going to her lunch to eat.  I don't know what I would do without her.  She told me I could live with her, but the house is so tiny."

My mom was having a rough time.

I read about my birth and how I was the "thing that was keeping her alive".   It makes me cry.   I still get mad that my mom got a minuscule baby shower and was told to "Make sure Sarah has a great grad party and deflect any attention about the baby."  Mom did move out for a time with me, but it became too much.   It cost a lot.   She lived with partners and people having sex all of the time.   She and I always slept in the tiniest bedroom at the house or apartment. She dated one of the roommates, hoping to make him a dad as he had a good job and was sweet.  He was also willing,   However, he backed out as his girl from home came back into his life.  Plus, he wsa a slob.  She was looking hard, but the only ones who seemed to want to date her were older computer nerds and she wasn't into that.  After all, she had dated Johnny Depp.  She wrote of the time she cried on the floor to her one friend, a gay man who she knew from Dillard's.  He listened, told her she was beautiful and that some day some man was going to make her happy. All Grandma said was "Quit being a blubbery bawl baby and grow the fuck up.  You are a mother and you spread your legs for that boy, face the consequences."

I was pissed.  Pissed at Grandma and Sadie, who took her own sweet time to get to the house, and it would come out in a while that Sophie was the other woman.   I just did not want to believe it.   Sophie was pretty and she attracted a following from her store Steps and Stones, a metaphysical gift store.  It was int he old beauty college, and there were still some heads in the back.   I was a Lily Rose Depp lookalike and it got Sadie a lot of attention.   Soph was pretty but Soph was big and had a cult following.   I mean she asked 30 people to dinner and 28 RSVPed.   She thought one or two, but people wanted messages from her.  People wanted to talk to her, to be seen with her, as she was a local legend.   However, I was the one who got the looks.   However, my law office receptionist salary would not be enough.

It was all too much, and I decided to text Scott at the firehouse.   It's slow.  It's not the 4th of July yet. 

"What are you doing?"
"Waiting on Sadie."
"When was she supposed to get there?"
"An hour ago."
"Dump her fat, stanky ass."
"I am thinking about it."
"You should. She seems to upset you."
"She wants to open a store with Sophie Richards. She's some kind of socialite."
"I know who she is. Lauren knows her. Kind of a bitch. Be careful." Lauren was a mover and a shaker with the Republicans.

There is a knock a the door and it's Sadie. She is wearing one of those low cut tops and tight jeans. It showed her big belly and big boobs. She looked like shit.

"Sorry I was late. Soph and I just got to talking."
"That's okay. Thought I would make a frozen pizza and hot buffalo dip and we could Ah e a girls night."
"Sounds good, BUT I promised Elan we'd go over. I have to talk to him about something." She was blowing him.
"I am kind of skint,". I said.
"Good. I will tell him it's a plan. So, what are you reading?"
"My mom's journals."
"Let's take your car. Mine is teeerashed!"
"Yeah."

"So where does he live?"
"Miner Street. You know above the railroad."
"Yeah."
"You okay?"
"Just tired. I've been reading my mom's journals. She went into detail about things she and Johnny did."
"She could sell those, you could. You could make a lot of money."
"I could not do that to my mom. I love her."
"Maybe your mom could write a book."
"She wouldn't."
"Your mom has it goin' on. She looks like a heavy Charlize Theron and I love her short hair.  I would do your mom."
"She's strictly the dickly type, Sadie."

From the outside the house looks normal. The inside is dirty and it smells. She goes to a room with Elan to "talk" and I sit in the living room with a weird guy as she sucks him off.   I do look at the dining room with a rare painting.  It's very 1910's and I want to steal it.  I was starving. I wanted To eathours ago but we had to do this. After we get a late night supper at a downtown greasy spoon we drive home. I sort of got snotty with her. "I wanted to spend a night in and show my all I have learned.  I was really excited to tell you."  I told her.  She rolled her eyes, but then I show her the pictures. The one with she and Johnny swimming and his arms around her waist. "Damn, that is the real deal. That IS Johnny," she says. He is really in love with her. Them of the ones kissing. He think he has desired her, but I think he was expected to date someone who had more fame than let's say your mom. He loved her." She kissed me and we had sex on my mom's bed.   That was her "sorry".   She finger fucked me and I squirted everywhere.   "Damn, you get that from your mom," she said.   "I am sorry.  I just owed Elan money and he needed to get paid today.   He loaned me some money."  

I rest on her boobs. "Do you think he remembers her?"
"Fuck yeah!!!
"Will her being 276 hurt her?"
What? She is that fat?"
"Yes. It's all boobs and belly."
"Your mom ever been with a girl."
"Not that I know of.   She is sort of private."
"I think he will remember her and it will be all good.  I would do her.   She's so sexy."
"Um, Sadie that is a bit creepy." 

She's starts kissing me and grinding on me again,  She really made up for earlier this evening.   However, after I eat her out she says, "You are a lot like your mom.   You two are too sweet."   I wondered what that meant.