Finding Love

Chapter 56

AJs POV

Letting out a breath before I end up losing my temper, I toss the wrench onto a nearby table and grab the cloth off it to wipe clean my hands.

While my left hand is fine- apart from the massive scar on it from my failed attempt at sliding down a rope with one hand, my other hand is still in the process of healing.

While I was cleared for work...sort of- my hand is still shaky as fuck.

And it's pissing the fuck off.

Someone claps my shoulder. "How's it going kid? Need any help?" Marcus asks, and my jaw clenches as my annoyance tenfolds.

Boss paired us up on shifts so he could help me if I needed it.

He knows damn well I hate Marcus- he got that from me punching him. The twenty-minute lecture and the warning I got for that stunt was worth it by the way.

But my boss still decided it would be a great idea to pair him up with me. The smug smile that was put on Marcus' face made me hate the situation even more, and I'm starting to wonder if this was my boss's indirect way of getting me to quit.

Because it's working.

I throw his hand off me. "I'm fine. Go home" I mutter. Our shifts are over in ten anyway, and I'd much rather spend my last ten minutes in peace.

Marcus just snorts, and I prepare myself for whatever unfunny comment he is about to make.

"Yeah- so you can sneak your little girlfriend in again?".

I glare at anything and everything in front of me while I hear him laugh from behind me. "It's hilarious that you're dating twins. Hey- do you and Lynn ever get them switched up and fuck the wrong one?-".

I turn around immediately, and take a step closer, getting up in his space. "Shut the fuck up Marcus" I warn, my hands forming fists by my side, with hurts since my right hand is still healing.

I'd probably injure it more by punching him.

It would be worth it.

But I'd end up fired.

I'm starting to think that would be a good thing.

Marcus just snickers. "Or is it funny because if you ever fuck it up with your girlfriend, you have a second chance with her sister. Copy and paste" He laughs.

"Shut the fuck up" I snap, but the teasing grin never leaves his face. He places a hand on my chest. "Calm down man- But I get it, I'd be protective if my girl looked like that too".

I slap his hand off me. "Quit fucking touch me- and talk about her like that" I mutter, desperately trying to remain calm.

He rolls his eyes, his smile dropping. "This again? Man what is your problem? You know I might be right to call you homophobic for being so scared of a man touching you-".

He places his hand on my arm. "See? It doesn't kill you-". I slap it off immediately.

"Fuck. Off" I mutter, but honestly, I'm relieved his attention is back on me and not making comments about my fucking girlfriend and her sister.

Marcus stares at me, before shrugging. "Alright. Shifts over anyways". He then pats my cheek, and I feel my heart stop while my goddamn skin crawls.

He leans close and grins, just as his grip tightens. "And when you sneak twin A in here, be a pal and stay in camera range while you fuck her, okay? It will give me something to watch on my break since Lynn and twin B were out of shot that one time-".