His Trouble 2 Chapter 1

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Living life in California is a big change for me. Away from my mom but closer to my brother.I'm in college now. I'm now a senior in college and I work at a club. I actually got hired because of a friend. I lost my first job for being late to much or sleeping on the job. I was a waitress at a little diner on campus. My mom isn't proud of that but I'm a adult now and I can do what I want. I dont have to work because instead of getting money from my dad, my brother gives it to me now. My brother took over the family business after my father was killed. I still don't know how they haven't found one speck of evidence. I know they said it was suicide but my father would never do that. He had a happy life and even if he did kill himself, he would've left a will and have the business situated in every way so my brother could start from what he left. That's how organized he was. And i still don't understand why he wasnt wearing his bracelet when he died. Thats how i know he had to be killed. When i found the bracelet on the ground after my break down with Jake i figured it was a sign. It couldn't possibly mean Jake killed my father because that would be ridiculous. I spoke to Victor about it and Kelly and they thought it was highly ridiculous of me to assume that.

Its been four and a half year's and they still think its suicide. I lost my father and the one I loved. He just jumped up and left me like I was nothing.That note broke my heart. "I think we should just move on with our lives". I shake my head so that I'll forget about that someone who shall not be named. I look at the time and see it's 9:00p.m. I grab my shorts and crop top and throw it on. Then put my combat boots on. I throw my hair, 'which is passed my butt now', into a messy bun then grab my backpack and leave out my our apartment. I have to get to work on time. When I get there Dex the bouncer let's me pass through all the people. I run up behind the bar and see my friends Steve, and Terra.

"Made it just in time. Your usual just asked for you" Terra yells over the music. I look down at the hot guy that's sitting at the bar waiting for his drink. When he comes here, he always ask for me to make his drinks. He has dirty blonde hair and greenish brownish eyes. He has huge gauges in his ears but it fits him. And a tattoo on his neck. I'm sure if he has more that I didn't see. I walk up to him and smile. He looks up and smirks at me.

"Hey baby, its always good seeing you here" he says grabbing my hand. I smile and pull my hand back.

"Do you want the usual Phoenix?" I ask him. He shakes his head no.

"Actually, I wanted to taste something different tonight" he says over the music.

"And what's that?" I ask him. He motions for me to lean forward so I could hear him better.

"You" he smirks. I laugh in his face.

"Fuck off Phoenix, you know I have a boyfriend" I tell him. Yea you heard right. I have a boyfriend. I decided get with Sean a year after the party I first met him at. I was hurt and he been there for me through the whole process. He's the sweetest person ever. He started his own engineering company. We are looking foward to opening up more Mechanic shops around California. Possibly around the world. I offered my family's money to help but he wants to make it on his own for now. He stopped his drug dealing by leaving with me to California. He said they would kill him if he just left out the business so he wanted to start over with me by moving away with me. I know he loves me, I just wish I could love him like he loves me.

"He never has to know" he says to me. I just laugh at he because he's always hitting on me in some way. A lot of the guys that come to the club do.

"What I really want you to do for me is to deliver more liquor to the vip section. Its my cousins birthday and I want him to loosen up again like he used to. And you will help by bringing that sexy ass upstairs and being our bartender instead of that guy we have up there" he hands me a hundred dollar bill. I grab the money and stuff it in my bra.

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