Would you DIE for him?{Watty Awards 2012}

My New 'Job'

I kicked at him, attempting to get away. “Now look here little missy.”, the man said gruffly. “You don’t belong here! Go play with yer dollies an such!” “No! You don’t understand!”,I shrieked, as he pushed me to the door. “Wait.”, said a cool voice from behind. I stopped struggling to turn around to see a skinny older man, with a lean face, looking at me. His eyes had dark circles under them, and he had a fine, white stubble sprouting from his chin. “We need more workers.”, he said, continuing to analyze me. He looked at the man holding me, and nodded. Soon, I was pushed to a small room near the back of the bar. The door shut with a slam. It was dim inside, only one small oil lamp lighting the whole room. It sent shadows across the walls, creeping me out. Soon, the door opened. The skinny, eerie man I’d seen just minutes ago, reentered. “You will be working here.”, the man said. “I am your boss. You shall call me boss.”, his mouth curled into a sinister smile, his brown teeth showing. The shadows didn’t help the circumstances. “You will be a barmaid and help serve. Today though, you will get to watch, but tomorrow you begin working at 5 in the evening. Clear?”, his sinister smile had melted away and replaced with a deep frown. I nodded, hurriedly, standing up. I quickly got up, left the room and headed towards the bar. I could feel his sunken-in eyes boring through me the whole way. As I made my way to the bar, I saw one girl filling up a pint of beer. “Um, Hi.”, I muttered, hoping she’d be nice. “Hey there!”, she smiled. “Names Catherine!”, she held out her hand. “Hey. I’m um, Leslie.”,I said, shaking it. “Hey! YOU! Back to work!”, the Boss said. “Yessir.”, Catherine muttered, rolling her eyes. “Anyways, you new?”, she asked, placing the beer on a tray with other assortments of alcohol. “Yeah.”, I struggled to keep up with her as she whisked her way around all the men to go serve. “Hey. I’d love to talk to you some more, but right now I’m really busy.”,she smiled apologetically. “Sure!”, I said, feeling bad that I had disrupted her. “Meet me at my house.”, she said. “This evening. You know where Samantha lives?”,she asked, hurriedly. I nodded quickly. “Yeah. Go there. Tonight at 9:00 when my shift ends.”,and with that, she whisked away into the crowd.