Bumping Accident | Englot

Chapter 3

Engfa's POV

After arguing with my father for 30 minutes about why he makes decisions for me without involving me, I finally skip out of the school and don't even look back.

It might be hard to believe, but my father and I actually had a good relationship, but when I came out, it's like I suddenly wasn't his daughter anymore. I've moved past it, but it still hurts from time to time.

I can't help but be proud of them, though. They came from nothing, and now they are going to be opening their fourth school.

I called Joe, my bartender and club manager, and told him I'm on my way to the club to check on some things. The club is the only thing that truly makes me happy right now. It's located right in the middle of town, and it's actually quite popular.

I park my car and walk in. The club is open every day except Sundays. The actual partying happens on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights, though. I walk in and see Joe setting up drinks behind the bar. The club doesn't open until 6 p.m., and it's currently 3 p.m.

"Hey Joe, what's up? Where's everybody else?" I ask him, and he turns around and smiles at me.

"Hey boss, delivery trucks are going to be here in a few minutes, so they're back waiting." He says.

"Joe, how many times do I have to tell you not to call me boss? Everyone now calls me that because of you."

"Sorry, boss, I can't help it." He says this and starts chuckling. He always messes around with me and finds it hilarious. I just roll my eyes and go sit down in one of the seats at the bar.

"How are things going?" I ask.
"Everything is going great, everyone is on task and doing everything they are supposed to be doing." He informs me as he's getting me water.

It's funny to say this, but I have a club and I don't drink. I'm not the drinking type. "Thank you, Joe. You always take great care of this place." "Anything for you, Engfa, you saved my life, it's the least I could do." "I didn't do anything, Joe, that was all you." I tell him as I drink my water. Just as he's about to say something, Lucy walks in. She's one of the waitresses at the club. "Boss, long time, no see," she comments as she's walking towards us. "It's been two days," I say, and I start laughing. "Joe here is working our asses off." She adds.

"That's why I leave him in charge." I say this and continue laughing and winking at Joe. He's gay, so he won't take it the wrong way. We're constantly flirting with each other.

"Alright, then I'm going to go help out back with the trucks." Lucy says this and then walks out the door.

I'm usually at the club until 3 or 4 am. I try to stay and help out even though I don't really need to. I have some great people in charge. Today, though, I just feel like going home and watching a movie or something. My father ruined my whole day.

I sigh and stare at my water, and from the corner of my eye, I can see Joe watching me.

"What's up?" He asks.

"My father summoned me today, and apparently he wants to open another school and do some other stuff. He made me part of the project without even asking."

"What the fuck, a new school? Since when?" I look up and see him looking at me with wide eyes.

"I literally just found out today in the meeting, which means I won't be able to be around here much. I'll still try to come around, but it might be at different hours." I say. I can't even look him in the eye. I feel bad. This is my club, and I'm dumping it on someone else.

"Fa, you know I've always got your back, you don't have to worry about a single thing. Take care of the club." He informs me.

"Joe, you have no idea how much that means to me, it will only be for a little bit, plus I'm going to be working under someone else, I have a boss now," I add with a hint of annoyance and a tiny bit of a smile because of the hazel-eyed women.

"A boss?" He questions. "Wow, I did not see that coming." "Me either," I mumble. "Don't worry about anything, boss; I'll handle everything." "I should really give you a raise," I say, and we both start laughing.

"Alright, get back to work. I'm not going to come back tonight. I just need to lay down on my bed and don't do anything.".

"Roger that"

Before I could stand up and get ready to leave, Joe turned around and casually asked, "Are you going to go race? You look like you're going to go race."

"As much as I want to, they're on a break, races start again on Friday."

"You should really stop, it's dangerous, and you know it; you could seriously get hurt." He says it with a serious tone.

"I know," I sigh. "Every time I try to stop, my father goes and does something, and I don't know if races make me calm down."

He looks over at me, and I can see he's concerned; everybody always is. All the people who know about racing don't approve of it. It's the only thing in my life that they don't approve of.

"Just be careful, please." He looks at me with pleading eyes.

"I always am." I reply as I finish my water and get up from the seat.

"I have to go now, but as always, you can call me anytime for anything." I inform him, and he just nods.

I grab my stuff and head for the door. When I step outside, I see the truck driver getting boxes out, and everyone is helping them bring the stuff inside. I smile at them and give them a wave before I head towards my car.

I really need this day to be over. All I can think about is this stupid project and, in the back of my mind, those bright hazel eyes.

I'm really glad Tina is a lawyer, because god knows what will happen with this stupid project. I might just kill somebody.