Not For Good Girls

Just the Way I Like it

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*at the club

My laughter subside into a chuckle. Alan pursed his lips while giving me the evil eye.

"Honey, Didn't your mother ever teach you to sit like a lady?"I chuckle a bit. I took another glance at his appearance and burst out laughing again.

"Didn't your dad teach you not to be evil?"

"On the contrary my father taught me to be just the opposite. Plus, that is what you get for not thinking I was being serious!" I shouted over the music. Practically everyone is shouting to be heard over the music.

"I thought you were serious but this....." he paused and swept his hands down his body." This is crossing the line." I let my eyes travel up and down his body. I gotta say I did a good job. His face looked flawless. Of course it took me an hour just to do his make up. His mustache I had to shaved off. His eyebrows had to be waxed. He was wearing a long sleeve but extremely short dress. I let him borrow one of my bras and stuffed it with my pajama shorts. I made him a pedicure and manicure. The dress wasn't hard to put on because he was lanky, slightly tinier than me. I did, though make him put some tight spandex that compress his little him in. Then there was his legs ,which were now in a proper sitting position for a "lady." He looked like a sexy women if it weren't for those devil feets. they looked so huge. It took me a few calls and last minute shopping to get him those heels!

"You look sexy!" I pointed out. I turned my back to the dance floor and looked at the bartender. He frown while giving me the evil eye. What was with people and giving me the evil eye.

"What do you want Sophia?!" he sneered.

"And here I was thinking that after a year almost two you'll forget me" I joked.

"I don't want any trouble with you or the old man. So What do you want?" Y'all are probably wondering why he has this passionate hate for me. Well before I begin I'll tell you this, it had to do with making his bar my personal trashcan. Once upon a time there was a bartender and me. Felix, the bartender, was horny like any other guys who had not gotten some in a long time. It so happened that in order to get to my prey, for that day, I had to play with the mouse. Basically I made out with him and played him. Of course that was until three other guys burst into the bar asking for trouble. Now, I had said Felix was Horny, or at least horny enough to have a make out session during business hours. Back to my story, it took a smidgen of time, a few chairs, tables, and broken bottles before they went down. Felix didn't quite like the show so he call the police. Being as awesome as I was, I scape juvi slightly because of my uncle.

"Felix, honey. I didn't come to give you problems I just came to have some fun with the girl." I pointed my thumb towards Alan. Like a horny bastard he was, he checked Alan out and smirked.

"Now go get me two whiskeys!" He left taking one last look at Alan, who looked mortified.

"We have to go" he exclaimed. I couldn't blame him because Felix wasn't the best looking fish in the sea. Actually, he looked like a homeless person because of low maintenance hygiene. What can I say years have taken it's toll on him.

"Relax. He won't harass you if he knows what's best for him." He wasn't looking at me though, he was looking at four bulky guys who were looking at us in different directions and one specifically, who was coming towards us.

"Just my luck" I mutter under my breath. I let my hand rest on my thigh where I had a knife safely hidden. I relaxed and turned my back towards him. It was my way to let him know I wasn't scared of him. In a matter of seconds his breath was in my ear waiting for me to speak first.

"Sophia! You look different! Could it possibly be that you're not trying to kill me or maybe because you actually changed!" he broke the silence. Well not silence because of the music but he had the first word. So much for a fun evening.

"Here you go!" Felix came by with my drinks. He was eyeing the guy in back of me suspiciously. To you it might be weird not knowing the guys' name who you almost killed and made out with but to me..... To me it was normal every days thing.

"No problems Sophia. Remember" Felix said.

"Hey Felix. Relax! Now do me a favor. Drink some. You know just to make sure they aren't poisoned." He looked at me as if I was crazy but did so. I turned towards Alan and smirked.

"They're not poisoned now drink." I shrugged and drank my drink. It tasted bitter like if you were drinking medicine or even worst. My throat burned.

"Ahhh talking about idiots. What brought you here?" I asked him without turning.

"Can't you make a guess?" he asked. I smirk.

"Obviously me. But as irresistible as my charms are, I thought maybe you'd learn your lesson. Only reason why I didn't put a bullet through your head was because they got between." Fine that wasn't What stopped me. I have no heart but orders are orders. Before my uncle went missing he said and I quote "Sophia there's things that need to be arranged. The job you didn't complete last time is being quite a bother." By the job he meant the idiot that was behind me. Then he just disappear. Of course I was expecting my uncle to have already killed the illusive guy in back of me. I guess I was wrong. I was more than willing to finish the job for him. I looked over my shoulder towards Alan hoping he wouldn't talk. More like hoping he wouldn't say anything that let the guy know he was with me.

"Oh and just to answer your question no one ever said I wasn't trying to kill you."

I turned myself to face him. He didn't change. The light of the club cast strange shadows on his face. His lips had that signature smirk every guy wore. He was wearing a dress shirt rolled up to his elbows. His body in perfect shape. His black jeans hung loosely to his waist. the only difference I notice was the scratch on his arm.

"Like What you see?" His smirk widen. I decide to ignore his comment and looked at his companions. The other four guys were at each corner of the club. How was I able to see them?? easy it's like, how do you see a yellow between so many reds? they stand out. Same with the bulk guys they stand out because of their height and their shape. Let's be truthful to each other, no guy in this place was as muscular as they were.

"Why do I have the pleasure of your visit?" I asked sarcastically. I fake boredom by bringing my manicured nails to focus and began to blow on them.

"There's a job that Marcus wants you to do."

"As fun as Marcus offer sounds I won't do it. Talk to my uncle if you need anything."

"So cute that you need daddy's permission but he won't be able to help you. That's going to be your doom." He brought his finger to his ear. "Get her." I smirked. Right, like they can do anything to me. Not in public. My head was spinning in a thousand directions. I looked at Felix and he shrugged. Bastard tricked me. He didn't drink some of my drink he just pretended and I was too busy talking to the guy. I stepped out of the stool and lean into Alan. My head rested in his shoulder.

"Don't try to do anything heroic." I whisper into his ear before darkness envelop me.