Queers™

4 - Henry

Henry's POV

"Blood still stains when the sheets are washed.. Sex don't sleep when the lights are off..."

My eyes suddenly opened a little bit with the sound of my iPhone's alarm clock. Yeah, that's Sippy Cup by Melanie Martinez. I really love her so much, especially her songs. I can really relate to her songs.

I looked at my wall clock and checked the time...

*7:00am

I stood up from my bed still sleepy and rubbed my eyes then stretched my arms then heaved a sigh..

"Another day, another work..." I said to myself.

I work as a waitress in a hotdog shop.

Waiter* I'm sorry

I don't even know why I got that job, considering that my father is an owner of a prestigious restaurant. I asked him why do I have to be a waiter, when he could just give me one branch of his 'prestigious' resto for me to manage. He told me that in order to manage a restaurant successfully, I must experience first the works of the employees, blah-blah-blah-...

"And why do I have to work in another food business, when I can work at your own 'prestigious' restaurant dad?" I raised one eyebrow and looked at him questioningly.

He didn't answer me and just laughed at my question. "WTF?" I thought to myself.

"Nice question son, but sorry I have to go now. My 'prestigious' restaurant needs me now." He said then he laughed, then left me.

Wtf is happening with him? He could just hire me in his own 'prestigious' restaurant, why let his son suffer as a waiter in a small hotdog food business? -_-

I shrugged off the thought in my mind and took my phone and texted Rebecca, my girlfriend. Yes, I have a girlfriend. We're already 2 years together. I met Rebecca in a bar. Don't know what came in my mind to go on a bar that night, but yes, I went to a bar that night because my dad and I had a fight that time. I was really depressed that time and I decided to go on a bar to chill and calm down a bit.

So here's the story...

1 year ago...

When I entered the bar, I made my way to the bartender but I bumped with a girl on my way. My goodness! She was holding some vodka when I bumped at her, so now my shirt is wet. Great!

"Not my fault, boy" she said then pouted. Why is she pouting wtf?

"So you're saying that it's my fault now, miss?" I said irritated -_-

"Yeah, you're not looking on your way, honey." She smiled confidently.

I just glared at her then continued my way to the bartender. Damn that girl, she's gonna get what her want when I tie her on bed later. I smiled wickedly.
"One vodka please" I said to the bartender. I watched the bartender as he made my vodka when suddenly I heard a female voice beside me.

"One vodka please" the girl said.

I slowly looked at the girl then recognized her as the girl I've just bumped earlier.