Innocent (Brantley Gilbert)

Chapter 5

Snow's POV

When I get to work and get all my stuff put in the back I start taking breakfast order's. We're usually most busy at around 5 and breakfast is really nothing. Just a couple people who like what we serve in the mornings. "what's with the extra makeup" Faye asks me. "dark circles are a bitch" is all I say and raises her eyebrow. "are you sure it's dark circles? Cause you look pretty damn well rested" she says looking me up and down. I know exactly what she's thinking. She's emplying that I got some last night. Which is never the case. "Faye, don't even" I say pointing at her. "hey, I just noticed that you didn't fall asleep on the way here. And your out of your dads house. what's with that" she asks nudging my arm. Faye is my ride and bestfriend. We both have the same two jobs and hours so it works out. I usually fall asleep in her car on the way here but I slept so well last night I was actually rested. "a family friend is letting me stay with him until I get the money for collage, that's all" I tell her, trying to get the idea of me in a relationship out of her mind. I've tried the dating thing but I hate guys my age and the guys I do like always freak the fuck out about my age. "and how old is this family friend?" she asks smirking. "he's 10 year older than me, Faye. Nothing is going to happen, so drop it please" I say getting a little tired of this charade. "okay, okay" she says going back to doing her job.

"off, finally" Faye sighs as we sit our plates down at the table we cleared just a minute ago. "I fucking hate this place" I say taking a drink from my bottle of water. "me too. But I hate the other place more" she says, dread practically dripping from her words. I will say I like working here at times because free food!!!! Me and Faye are interrupted from talking by my phone beeping. I check it and it's Brantley texting me so I could save his number. I text him back thanks and when I look up Faye is trying to lean forward enough to look at my phone screen. "who was that" she asks with that look in here eye that tells me she still thinks I'm talking to a boy. And by boy I mean someone I'm dating, WHICH I'M NOT!!!! "That was Brantley. The guy who is letting me live with him" I say in a 'matter of fact' tone. She puts her hands in the air in surrender. "shit, we're gonna be late if we don't leave in the next 5 minutes" I say checking the time on my phone. After we quickly finish eating we hop in her car and head to our second job of the day.

Brantley's POV

after me and Kolby finish "fixing" his truck I go home. Just like I suspected all we did was sit around and talk while he had a few beers and got up every 20 minutes to attempt at fixing the sparkplugs but just ended up kicking the tire and saying his truck was a piece of shit. By the time I get home it's about 8 oclock and I decide pick up the house a little bit and once I'm done I sit down with my guitar and just start playing random things. "My mind's telling me no, but my body. My body's telling me yes" for some unknown reason I play the weirdest thing that pops into my head. I kinda laugh at myself for how weird that was.

I play and write and watch TV for hours to pass time until Snow gets home. She walks in the door looking dead on her feet. After she sits down her purse and takes off her jacket and shoes she sits down beside me on the couch. As soon as she sits down I get a whif of cigarette smoke that I know isn't me. "do you smoke" I ask looking over at her. "occasionally at work to suppress hunger since I don't get many breaks" she says not even opening her eye's to look at me. "that's bullshit. You don't even have time to eat at work?" I ask surprised. That's like employee abuse or something. "I barely have time to smoke half a cigarette, much less eat a meal" she says turning and pretty much curling into a ball. "Why don't you asks for a lunch or dinner break or something" I ask trying my best to keep her awake to answer my question. She groans and turns over, facing me and finally opens her eye's. "Brantley in my line of work I'm highly replaceable. They could have me fired and a new girl in my spot in 24 hours. I can't exactly make demands like that" she says annoyed. I sign as she rolls back over looking like she's about to fall asleep. "Do you want to sleep upstairs again tonight" I ask and her eye's dart open. "Um.. There's no reason for me to". "Snow, you slept like a damn newborn last night. And I saw you weren't very comfortable on this couch". And I don't feel like sleeping alone. "I'm not gonna take half your bed from you because I don't want to sleep on the couch" she says and I can tell she's trying her damnest not to fall asleep. "Please, It gets lonely up there all by myself" I beg trying to do puppy dog eye's. "You seriously want me up there with you" she asks surprised. "Your warmer than the dogs and way cuter than them when you sleep" I grin hoping she comes up with me. "okay, but you might have to carry me cause I'm bout to fucking pass out" Snow yawns as I stand up. I pick her up and she immediately snuggles into me. "thank you for everything" she whisper's in my ear and I want nothing more than to lean over and kiss her. What the fuck am I thinking? Brantley she's 18 years old!!! 1-8, 10 years less than you. No flirting or dirty thoughts about her. She's too innocent.