After Hours

Chapter 10- Grim reaper

Jake and I have been the best of buds lately. And Miranda too. Turns out, Miranda and Jake are cousins. Two annoying cousins.

They fill me in on the '411' of the people in this building. They even change Mrs. Francis's name from Mother Gothal to madam DuBois. They are so funny sometimes, and Jake's gay. I couldn't believe when he actually ask the accountant on the 27th floor out on a date. He accepted of course, who wouldn't?!

They invited me out to a party next week. Its the first time anyone really invited me anywhere. Miranda said I'd need new clothes and a makeover and new shoes. How the hell I'm gonna afford those on my small budget? I told dad about it and he said I should go.

"You should go. I'll be fine, and besides, you're actually going to socialize with people. People your age. And they're your friends." He said while cutting up tomatoes for his special tomato soup.  I leaned forward on the counter.

"They're not my friends... And do you even know what happens to people at parties?"

Dad rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't know, you haven't even been to a party!"

"I... I have... Been to a party." I lied.

He paused and looked up at me. "Oh yeah, when?"

I looked away, placing a hand on my cheek. "See? Exactly. You should go Ker, live a little. For your dad." He said calmly. "And that guy seems into you too." He smirked referring to Jake.

"Ewe! Dad, no. Jake's... Gay." I chuckled.

"Oh, well then, you'll find a nice guy at the party." He said gathering the tomatoes and dumping them in the soup.

"Dad, you don't find 'nice guys' at parties. You find drunk, mean and horny guys. Its a club not a friendship party."

"Then those horny guy's would do you some good." He winked.

I laughed. "Dad..." I warned.

"Its a joke pumpkin... But you should really go out with your friends. And that Miranda girl seems very nice." He smiled.

"Nice? Dad, you don't know Miranda. She's far from nice, definitely the opposite, Jake too. And you only met them once."

My dad met them last week when dad brought me lunch, which I didn't get to eat because they gobbled it all up.

"Well, I still think they're nice." He smiled. "Go freshen up, dinner'll  be ready in five."

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"Hey Jake!" I called from the back of the café. He looked swamped and exhausted, with coffee and and a dish and a file in his hands and was sweating profusely. He rushed over as if seeing me was the best thing that could ever happen to him.

"Hey Vicky." He dumped the things carefully on my table.

"Awe, babe, you look exhausted." I commented as he wipe sweat off his forehead.

"Ya think? I've been on my feet like forever. Mr. Arrogant is in today and I had to get him lunch and coffee." He sat down. "And guess what?"

I opened my mouth to ask him what, but he didn't give me the chance to.

"He wanted co-slaw with mixed vegetables and the perv doesn't even eat carrots. Can you pick them out for me pleeeaaasse before it gets cold?"

I wanted to laugh at the way he was begging. He looks so desperate and cute.

"OK, I'll do it." I carefully starts pulling out the carrots.

"What are you doing here anyways, shouldn't you be like daddy day caring right now?"

I laugh. "Its Saturday Jake. A little fresh air is all I need sometimes."

He roll his eyes. "Why couldn't I be free on a Saturdays like you? He whines.

"We can trade jobs-"

"Ewe, no. If janitor was the only job for me, I rather pluck barnacles off cruise ships in the Bahamas." He laughed.

I scoffs, "yeah, whatever barnacle boy." I continue picking out the carrots.

"Hurry up will you!" He said impatiently.

"I'm trying, can't you see? They're a lot of carrots in here you know!"

I'm sorry, I'm so nervous, I'm sweating and shaking."

He was literally sweating and shaking, he's terrified.

"Is he that bad?" I asked.

"Its Angelina Jolie beating Drew Barrymore's ass bad." He replied. "You don't know McKnight OK. He's ruthless and arrogant. He's like the the devil's son. He's pure evil. Gossip is, he sold his soul to the devil, so he don't have one, or a heart. Trust me, I've seen what he can do."

I feel a chill down my spine. Ooooh... This guy really is evil.

"He's known as the grim reaper. For companies. He turned a multimillion dollar company to dust. Crushed saw dust and when he feels satisfied, he bought the company for himself. That guy, is not to be underestimated." I stare at him in composed horror then burst out a laugh. I laughed so hard, I started crying.

I'm not laughing at his 'story' but his fear look on his face. He looks so much like that Cindy girl in Scary movie.

"Don't laugh, OK." He said upset.

"I'm sorry. But it can't be that bad. C'mon, a grim reaper, the devil's son, really?" I couldn't stop laughing. "There, I'm finish."

He sighed a sigh of relief and mumbled a thanks and grab up the dish and coffee and blow me a kiss. "You're a life saver!" He then stormed out of the café.

Shoot, I forgot to tell him that the food was cold...😨
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