Enemies With Benefits (formerly written by Tristxnnn_)

16. Genie Tatiana

"Why the fuck would you even leave the car on!? It makes no fucking sense!" Justin yelled at me as we stood outside of the car wondering what the hell we were going to do.

We can't call my mom. She'll want to know what we were doing to run out of gas.

We can't call my brother. He would probably just flip out at the sight of us together and an empty car on the side of an old road and put two and two together and then kill us both.

I would call Alexis, but then she would want to know.

The only one that knows would be Tatiana... great. I have to call Tatiana and then I would never hear the end of this.

"Well, I didn't want the car to get hot and like the windows fog up and shit." I logically spoke. I mean at the time it was a good idea. "Let me just call Tatiana and see if she can help. Okay?"

I went to Tatiana's contact and pressed the number, bringing the phone up to my ear and waited for it to ring.

"What's up, hooker?" she answered.

"I need a favor." I desperately jumped to the point.

"Are you pregnant?" she asked, "because if its Justin's there is no way you are getting rid of it because the genes are just too perfect."

"No I'm not fucking pregnant. I need gas." I told her.

"Well if you need gas eat Mexican. That always gives me gas. Especially a greasy enchilada. Lord." She huffed into the speaker.

"I don't need farting gas. I need car gas." I explained."

"Well why did you just say so? How much gas are we talking? Like enough to get you to a gas station or enough to get you out of state?" she asked me.

"Station. And that may take a lot considering I'm completely out." I sighed as Justin went around the passenger side.

"How the hell do you run completely out of gas? If you were low why didn't you stop at a gas station before you got too far?!" she exclaimed through the phone sounding totally shocked.

"It's a long story." I sighed as I leaned against the car.

"Well it's not like you're going anywhere. You've got time." She chuckled.

"Me and Justin pulled over to, you know." I told her without telling her everything.

"You horny slut." She laughed through the phone, "you must have left the car on! Amateur mistake!"

"Olivia! Is your door locked?!" Justin yelled at me from the passenger side. I wiggled the door handle, reaching to the back door and wiggling the handle also. "Please tell me you did not lock the car with the keys in there." Justin sighed as he stood turned away from me.

"Uhm... well. Yeah." I sighed in defeat.

"'Yeah.' what?" Tatiana asked me as I made a whining noise.

"I need another favor..." I quietly asked.

"What the hell! Am I a fucking genie?" she laughed, but not in a funny way.

"Look. You're about the only one I can call. I really need your help." I tried to convince her in a despairing voice.

"You're lucky I'm not one of those busy bitches who love their job and shit." She grumbled.

"Yay! Not yay that you hate your job, you should get a new one. But-"

"What else do you need?" she interrupted.