Chapter 9

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"Little miss slut took time out the bedroom to actually show up for work! How thoughtful." Brittany's sarcasm was cruel but still brought a sly smile to my face. We worked in a pottery area; we made vases, glasses and even stain glass windows if we were lucky. Easter had just passed so business had been kind of slow which didnt require me to come in as often. 

I settled down next to her, putting my apron on and grabbing the clay. "I guess you can say that." I muttered, not making eye contact with her. "Your eyes are really bright today. Damn, his dick game was that good?" The girly smirk that covered her face made me blush. She was right, my hair was pulled back in a ponytail and I highlighted my eyes with some eye liner. Nothing big though. I just chuckled lightly. "Ooh! I want to know everything. What kind of positions were you guys in? Does he have a big-" I stopped her right there. Brittany was just one of those people who wanted explicit details-some I was far too uncomfortable to tell. "God Brittany- the sex was great. That's all I'm saying." I dismissed her excitement by putting my attention back to the bowl I was going to make it. "And you went out and got a tattoo? Interesting.." She grabbed my hand glancing at my new circular markings on my knuckles. Since I recently just joined a gang I was surprisingly okay at work. Not completely overwhelmed. I quickly snatched it back and glanced down at them. "Impulsive decision. I dont remember getting it." I babble, trying to think of the most believably lie. She persues her lips at me.

"Your eyes are bright, you have a random tattoo, you're practically glowing. You must be pregnant." Her statement almost makes me gag. "Oh yeah because that makes so much sense." I say sarcastically rolling my eyes. "I'm serious. When my mom was pregnant with my little sister, she went out and got 5 tattoos cause her hormones were on steriods or something." I put my hand over my forehead. "That wasnt hormones stupid. Look at you! You're covered in tattoos! I'm just living life." I say, content with my answer. It was true afterall. "He must be good. Better than Jeremy's?" She asks me. "Speaking of the son-of-a-bitch." I mutter making sudden eye contact with the cockiest man on Earth. "How did you get past the front desk?" Brittany exclaimed, suddenly in 'Boss Mode' "Nice to see you too Brittany. And just a few charming remarks and I had your staff practically dropping their pants for me- males included." He said grinning, walking over towards me. Brittany groaned angrily, and stood to her feet making her way towards the front desk to go yell at them. I almost kicked her in her ankle for leaving me here with this bastard. "Hi pet," Jeremy whispers, taking Brittany's seat. "What do you want?" I groan and turn away from him. He was the last thing I needed. "Besides you in my bed? No, I've come for something different. I didnt think you'd go to such lengths. This is unexpected from you." He muttered, grabbing my hand slightly. I swallowed hard, Anthony didnt warn me about this. "I dont know-"

"Your French guy aint all he cracked up to be is he? Not as perfect as you think huh?" He grinned his perfectly imperfect smile at me. "He treated me better than you." I spat back, trying to change the subject. "Oh please," He scoffs and rolls his eyes. "He actually takes me out on dates. With his own car." I point out. "So he has a big car, so you like him?" Jeremy mutters humorously. "That's not the only big thing he has." I challenge, turning my eyebrow up. I feel a smirk across my face and I give myself a mental high five. "I didnt come here to talk about your decline in your sex life. I want you to come to my dorm tomorrow around this time. To talk about how to save your little boy. I need to warn you about something and I promise this isnt a joke." I search his fingers for an odd imprintment of some type. But I see nothing. I get up from my seat, noticing it's time for me to see Eddie. "I'll think about it," I finally say sighing. "Well you better think fast." He calls after me. I ignore him and continue with my mission to keep my promise to Eddie.

As soon as I arrived I was instructed to get back in my "Cleopatra' position. Eddie was put back behind the canvas, glancing between it and I. "What have you been up to?" He asks me silently, he looks normal. Just a bit more bright and happier. "Nothing, chillin and killin." I cringe at my poor choice of words, remembering about the shooting. "Did you hear about the murder?" How ironic it is, that he asks that. "No, I havent" I lied, "Apparently it happened outside of a parking lot of some sort."

"Any leads?" I ask nervously. "Nope. Is that a tattoo?" He's bouncing around subjects and I'm confused on what's making him on edge. "Random intoxicated decision. Completey out of order," I mumble with a smile. "You leave for a weekend and this is what you do? My God Ells." He scoffs, painting slowly. "What about you? What have you been up to?" I say chainging the subject off of me. "Courtney is...." He pauses and smiles. "Amazing." I grin wildly, happy to see him happy. "You asked her out?" I ask. "Yeah, and it was great! She also said she saw you the other day in a resturant." He points out. Did she see Anthony under the table..."Oh?"

"Yeah, is he good to you? Cause you know I will gladly open up a can of 'whoop that ass'" I snort in his response. This was so unlike him. "He treats me well." I reply, rolling my eyes, my neck already aching in the position I'm in. "Good, you deserve nothing but the best." I smiled heartidly, wondering if my new status in life was less than that.

My beloved sister Jessica was next. I was thankful that Brittany let me off work early, and Eddie had to go for an interview so I got to leave early. Jessica looked flushed, bags were under her eyes as if she's been up for days. "Oh God baby sister what's wrong?" I ask, running over towards her bed, and bringing her into my arms. "Nothing-nothing." She protested pushing me away. "Enough what that icky stuff you know I hate that." I almost grin at the fact she still acted as if we were 10 years old again. She hated me showing affection-and I loved it. "Then why do you look sad?" I ask- she was at least going to tell me why she was upset. "Oh nothing- just...being used for...sex...sucks." She laughed and I saw the glossy look in her eyes, tears bearched at the edge of her eyes. "Who?" Eddie wasnt the only one who could open up a can of 'whoop that ass'! "No one you would be proud of...." I pause, my lips pressed together. Could it be..? "Is it-is it Anthony?" I stutter. "No. Although I did hear you've been with le cutie himself." She said using her fake French accent, which made me giggle. "Yeah, something like that." I reply softly. "Are those hickeys?" She exclaims. I'm almost relieved that she noticed those imprintments instead of the other one that would have been pointed out for the fourth time today. I nod with a sly smile. "Tell me everything," So I do, except the part about her older sister joining a gang.

Courtney is my last stop- she she looks normal. Nothing has changed for her. She isn't sniffling anymore..maybe Eddie gave her that.... okay ew. "I hear you've been going on dates?" I ask, trying to be the first to start conversation. "Edward is just amazing. And of course she is Number 4 for the day. "Un tatouage- I mean a um.,." she pauses and struggles for the word. "Tattoo?" I mumble leaning forward. She nods, "I don't remember getting it," I just simply insist. "Interesting- Brittany has one just like that." She replies turning her head at my finger. Oh God no- not Brittany. "Like exactly like this?" I ask fevorishly. "I think it's a different shape of some sort- I'll ask her. We're supposed to be going out tonight, she wants me to get my first tattoo with her." She tells me. "Can you cancel? Hang out with me." Knowing I'd have to cancel my in-dorm-date with Anthony. "I can't. But join us though! We'll meet at my dorm at 7." She said smiling, raising to her feet. "Oh and I remember the shape Brittany had. It was a triangle."

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A/N so wattpad deleted this chapter so I had to rewrite it- please excuse the non descriptiveness, I changed a few things though. So I hope you guys enjoy it. Chapter 10 will be up soon. Sorry for the delay. Writers block is a bitch

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