A Soft Devil (COMPLETED)

Chapter 4

I quickly walked to the register to start it up again. When it was starting up, I sneaked a look at the group in front of me. There was a girl along with two other guys who were dressed in all black. The girl was dressed in a plain white long-sleeved V-neck. It looked great against her brown skin along with the heavy eyeshadow she chose. The makeup made her look even more surreal with beauty, and the lipstick on her lips made them look bigger. She wore the shirt with a retro dark blue Adidas jacket. She was wearing black leggings with white Air Force 1's on her feet. She was tall, but that didn't stop her frame from being small head to toe, and on the guy she was leaning against.

The guy had his arm dangling over her shoulder. He had some serious waves that Matt's friends used to do all the time, but he pulled it off. He had on a graphic T shirt with black baggy joggers and black vans. He had a really nice pretty face to look at, and some bushy ass eyebrows with some pretty ass lips. He had his ears pierced, and I'm convinced those are real diamonds on him as they reflected against the light. I even think he had a grill on his top row of teeth, or maybe he just had nice teeth.

The guy next to them was wearing a black T-shirt with black ripped jeans. His hair was covered in a beanie. His black bomber jacket was fresh as hell along with his black and white Jordan's. He was really cute with his jaw line and plump pink lips. He was a skinny guy, but his face told people he's not the guy to mess with. His face wore a really hard look like he could snap any minute if the wrong person tried him. He looked really annoyed to even be at the Panera. I averted my eyes to the girl in front of me who was talking with her friend.

"You need a minute to order?" I asked.

She looked my way. "Naw, I'm ready. Lemme get the broccoli cheddar soup in a bowl." Her voice had a touch of hood, but it was lighthearted.

"Bread, Apple, or chips?"

"Apple."

"Name?"

"Lily."

"Anything else?" I asked the guys behind her.

"I mean I would've got something if you didn't take my money last night," I heard someone say from the back of the group.

I held a confused look on my face until the guy stepped forward. It was that asshole who was about to not pay me last night. Well, he's a dumbass if he thought he could pimp me out like that. I looked at his cheap ass from head to toe. He was wearing black ripped jeans and a black leather jacket with a design on the back. It was a rose with angel wings growing from the steam. It was a cool jacket, but I bet it was way out of my budget. He crossed his arms looking down at me thanks to the height difference and the absence of my six inch heels. 

"The fuck you doing here?" I asked him.

"Don't worry about it."

"I need to worry when your thristy ass shows up to the Panera I'm working at."

"I'm not here for you, but now that I think about it, you didn't finish your job last night...maybe you can make it up to me in the bathroom." He winked at me.

I began to smirk. "I mean if you wanna go to the bathroom to get snuffed, we can get it shaking."

He shook his head and began to laugh. "I hope that isn't a threat."

"It's a warning for your cheap bitch ass. Now, I gotta get back to a customer who won't bitch about paying full price. You know, who's not cheap, but who am I fucking, just looking at you I can tell you're damn near homeless."

Next thing I know, I feel myself being tightly grabbed by the forearm being dragged across the counter. The guy jerked my chin to his face to look him dead in his brown eyes