Hers

Hmm So Thats Her Name

I sat down at the kitchen table waiting for breakfast. The room was large and airy. Sunlight coming through the glass wall of the high tower. Soon enough she came through the hallway holding two plates of pancakes and eggs.

"Thanks," I said gratefully. "You must be rich to be living in this place."

"I worked my way here... let's just say that." She said casually "There is syrup and butter if you'd like. I also got some orange juice to pair with those pancakes. Thought you might need some vitamin C to recover from last night" She laughed, a smile forming on her face.

"Thanks, yeah, I think so too." I giggled "so what do you do"

"Well, I'm currently running part of the cartel, trying to pass a hundred pounds of cocaine over the Mexican border and bring them to the States." My eyes widen as I paralyzed in shock. She laughed casually " Nah, I do things here and there. I'm into law and carry some cases from time to time. I also run a restaurant Monday through Friday."

" Oh. You must be a busy woman" I smiled

"Yeah, a little bit. How about you" she pointed the fork at me "what do you do?"

"Currently I'm trying to get my GED. Didn't finish high school. I also work at Starbucks during the week." I hoped for no judgment.

"Alright. Well, I better get going." She excused herself " sorry I have to run off so quickly I have to head to a meeting. I loved last night. I put my number into your cellphone. I'll hit you up sometime this week. Make yourself at home!"

I made it home around 12 PM. And headed straight to my bedroom. I was never the type of girl to run off with a stranger at a bar like that. Especially not a female. Something about her caught my eye, but my headache thumped too hard to be able to pinpoint what it was. I laid on my squeaky old bed staring at the watermarks and smoke residue on the ceiling.

My phone range as KATIE BESTIE FOREVER!! lit up my phone.

"Dominos pizza! How may I help you?"

" Wow, you're still alive?!" She teased. "I thought that hot probably a killer chick kidnapped you."

"Nah, but we did have some hot sex"

"Well good for you Mrs. Moving on. Time you forgot that loser druggy of Dereck" she exclaimed "I never liked him for a reason

"Yeah, I guess he wasn't for me after all. Fucken cheater! Anyways I'll call you later and tell you more about what happened."

"Take care girl, love you!"

I starting to look through my contacts finding a new name. Emerson Lynn. Hmm... so that's her name. I opened the contact to find a photo of her at the bar last night. Something about her was telling me she's just a bunch of trouble, but I'm all for it. Besides what's the worst that can happen.