A Stalker In Compton

Chapter 11

"Are you sure you didn't see anyone?" The cop asked me again.

"Yes for 100th time," I said irritably.

"Look we'll call you if anything comes up. Sorry about your house ma'am." The cops left leaving standing in my yard. This sucks.

"Yeah right you will. Fuck the police."

I called the police to tell them my house was vandalized. It happens a lot around here but with a threat like that on my window, that's another story. Someone is out to get me and Alizza. I don't know who but someone is, nobody would write something like that on some random persons window. Some random person who just so happens to have a little girl.

I was heading back inside the house when I turned around I saw my car sitting my driveway. What the fuck? My car was left at Ruthless parking lot, right? Unless Eric drove it over here, but why would he do that and not say anything to me? I'm starting to get a freaked out. I have been nothing but nervous all morning. I went inside the house and continued getting Alizza ready for school.

After I dropped her off I went straight to work. The horror of working at Fat Burger. I clocked in and started getting ready for my shift that started 10 minutes ago. An hour later around 10 am is when we start getting customers and when my boss shows up. Krista would be here soon, we haven't talked since our little fight we had the other day.

Krista walked in, after she clocked in she went straight towards me.

"Hey Angela," she said.

"Hi," I said.

"Look girl I wanna say sorry for going off on you the other day. My business just needed to stay private for once in my life."

"Oh it's okay. You don't need to apologize Kris."

"Aw so we still friends?"

"Of course."

After we waited a few tables and wiped the counter off several times our boss walked in. He looked directly at me with an angry look in his eye. He is always bugging the fuck outta somebody, mostly me. The main reason nobody likes working here is because of his bitchy attitude. Nothing around here satisfies him. He approached me, but I ignored him by serving food to the customer in front of me and wiping the counter some more.

"Angela, is there anything you'd like to say?" He asked.

"What are the specials today?" I asked sarcastically.

"Amusing." He said sounding emotionless. "You missed work yesterday and you came in ten minutes late today. That's a big no no."

"I'm sorry Mr. Lincoln. Yesterday I was in the hospital for some head injuries but I'm fine now. And I was late today because the police was at my house, someone vandalized my home."

"That all sounds terrible and everything but it doesn't fool me to know that you were being lazy and careless."

"How can I be lazy and careless when I have a a little girl to think about? I got bills to pay, put food on the table and keep clothes on my daughters back. Don't you dare stand there and call me lazy and careless. This job is all I got to support my daughter and myself."

"Hmm tough. $20 off your paycheck. Get back to work."

"Mr. Lin-"

"Back to work!"

"Fucking dickhead."

"Yo Ange don't even worry about his ass," Krista said putting a hand on my shoulder.

"I need to worry. $20 off my paycheck? We don't even make that much."

"I know but just keep working. Do it for Alizza."