The Debt

CHAPTER 1: I'm Sorry......

~EVE~

          "Get the fuck up, ugly cow!" I woke up to the yelling of my stepsister, Rosalie, who is a few years older than me and has been a BITCH since I was a kid.

         My mother had remarried a couple years after my dad had died when I was five years old and I was the only child. Well, before she got married to some rich asshole that never liked kids, yet always put a good show in front of my mom.

        My mother died when I was twelve years old from breast cancer and my stepdad continued treating me the way he had always treated me whenever my mom wasn't around. Like a Cinderella. Then when I was fourteen, he was in a terrible motorcycle accident and  since I was still a minor, my stepsister, Rosalie was an adult so she had custody of me. And I have been her slave ever since.

        She is a hairstylist on the second floor of her boyfriend's tattoo shop. He was just as bad as her and my stepdad. He treated me the same way.

        Even though I am an adult, I never was able to leave because I promised my mother before she died that I would stay and help take care of Rosalie since she was my sister. And I always kept my promises to my mom. So I have stuck around.

         Besides, I was never allowed to have friends or even boyfriends. Although the boyfriends thing was never an issue since I was not any guys type. So eventually, I just accepted my fate and the life I now was living.

          So today was definitely no different and no exception to any other day.

          I quickly got up and got ready for the day and as soon as I walked downstairs, I saw that once again, both Rosalie and her boyfriend left without me. So I guess I'm walking, yet again to the shop. Which happened to be a few blocks away from the house we lived at and the worst part of everything was that I was alotted a small allowance per week which was less than minimum wage and couldn't afford an Uber or anything. So I just did what I always did and listened some music on my IPOD and began walking.

            After almost an hour of walking, I finally arrive at the shop and right as I walk in and am about to walk into the backroom to get ready to work by cleaning up, I hear Rosalie's boyfriend, Axel, call towards me as he is sitting at his station, getting set up for his first client.

            "Eve?!" He yells.

           "Yeah?" I reply.

           "What took you so long?!" He exclaimed.

           "I'm sorry." Was all I could say.

           "Forget about it. I need you to go and pick up a few things from the coffee shop a couple blocks from here." He tells me.

           "Okay. But can I please take an Uber?" I ask him.

           "No. You could use the exercise anyways." He says.

           "Right." I say to him. "Well, should I get the money from you or from Rosalie?" I asked.

            "We will pay you back." He grins at me though I already knew that neither one of them would pay me back so I don't know why I bothered to even ask.

           So once again, I needed to hurry and get to the coffee shop and make it back here in less than two hours, which was only possible if for one, there wasn't a huge ass line and two, if I made sure to run both on the way there and on the way back. In which I began to do just that.

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          I tried catching my breath quickly as I finally made it to the shop a little sweaty but not too bad. Then as soon as I had opened the door, the line seemed long but hopefully not too long and especially for me. I actually knew the guy who owned the shop. His name was Chris. He was gay and had been my best friend since high school. Even though I hadn't seen him for a while and of course both Rosalie and Axel think he only knows me cause I come here everyday.

          Chris spots me and waves at me with a huge smile and then gestures with his hand for me to come up to the counter.

          As soon as I got to there, I noticed him turning around for a minute and then turning back around to face me with a bag of food and a tray of coffees all ready for me.

          "Thank you. Put it on my tab." I tell him with a huge smile.

          "Don't worry about it gorgeous. Just stop by later." He winks at me.

          "Okay. Bye." I tell him as I quickly grab the stuff and start heading out the door as fast as I can.

          Then as soon as I opened up the door, I saw that I had bumped into some biker guy who apparently I had spilled his coffee all over him as I heard him kind of growl and yell, "What the fuck?!"

         "Oh my god. I'm so sorry." I hurriedly tell him as I also quickly grab out a napkin from my pocket and start to dry and wipe off the coffee. Which damn, he was sexy as fuck. With his tattoos, and just all over sexiness. However, I quickly then looked down at my watch and told him, "I'm really sorry, but I need to go. Here, come to this shop sometime and I will pay you for a new shirt. But I really have to go." I quickly tell him as I hand him a card to the tattoo shop and then quickly start heading back towards the shop.

           As I began to run away, I could hear him call out, "Come back here, bitch!"

          I truly and really felt bad but I needed to get back before I was late. Otherwise, my punishment would be really bad. Though despite what just happened, I hope he doesn't really come in. Then again, he is really really hot.

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)