lurk - hemmings au

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E L L A

I continued icing cupcakes all day. Our main designer, Faye, called in last minute so I volunteered since I was manager after all. It was so odd being in charge. I was always used to being told to do, not telling. I hated my job, because everyone took advantage of me, but me being soft spoken, I let it go.

My hand was shaking after trying to stay steady for so long. I decided to take a break and check on everyone. I washed my hands and put the trays in the refrigerator to settle, and went to the front of the store.

"Hey Matthew!" I smiled.

Matthew ran the cash register and basically all the customers. He was a very fun, good looking and outgoing guy, which made his job easy.

"Hey Ella. Faye called in eh?" He said, typing in an order and handing the change back.

"Yeah, something about not feeling well again." I shrugged. It was the fourth time since Jasia passed that she had pulled this.

"I have a feeling she might now have a job very long." He looked back at me, hinting something.

"Uh, yeah. Me either." Wow. I'm a horrible boss.

Matthew got busy so i decided to go to the back again, checking on the baking part of the store. Mason, Pyper and Bess worked here.

"Hey guys! Everything good?"

As I walked in Mason and Pyper were trashing a whole two dozen of cupcakes, Bess mixing more. They all smiled innocently.

"What?" I shouted. That was an entire $70 worth of ingredients into the trash.

"I'm so sorry Ella! We got distracted!" Pyper exclaimed.

Pyper was a tall skinny blonde. Needless to say her and Mason were caught countless times making out behind the building. Bess was a lesbian and only cared about herself and her job being batter, everything burned a lot.

"Pyper! For fucks sake! This can't happen all the time!" I tugged at my ponytail. "Go."

Her bottom lip trembled. "Are you-"

"Yes Pyper. Turn everything in by tomorrow morning. " I said, not sure how else to fire someone. Doesn't she turn in a resignation or something?

After that, the day dragged on. Having two less people made things impossible. And maybe the fact that I wasn't cut out for this boss thing. As soon as it turned 5:30 everyone cleaned up and left by 6 PM. The traffic wasn't too terrible so I arrived home at a whopping 6:46 PM.

I jammed the key into the door, twisting it multiple times. As soon as the door opened I tossed my stuff on the kitchen counter and went straight to the shower. I was exhausted. I needed new employees, some of the appliances needed for be repaired and the heating system was broken.

I threw off every piece of clothing before doing a quick exam over my body. I lifted the bags under my eyes, and let the drop. Stress was a wonderful thing. I hopped in the shower, not bothering to wait for it to heat up. I washed my hair, enjoying the water beating on my back.

I heard a noise come from outside the door. It was like something fell. Being the paranoid person I am, I decided to hurry as fast and finish. I grabbed a new towel, since I didn't have to use the same one all week anymore, and pursued finding what fell. I quietly unlocked the door and looked around, finding nothing.

Since it was freezing in my shitty apartment, I ran to my bedroom, and threw on my underwear and a sweater. I quickly tried towel drying my hair, because who takes the time to use a blow drier anymore? All the sudden something grabbed my butt. I shrieked as loud humanly possible.

"Relax, baby!" None other than Luke himself, laughed.

"Ah, you asshole. I didn't even know you were in here." I turned around, smacking his chest.

"You love it." He beamed.

"How was practice today?" I asked, linking my arms around his waist looking up.

"Fucking horrible!" He said, wiggling his way out and laying on my bed. "We did drills and ran 2 miles. Do you know how long that took? A good damn 2 hours!" He raged.

"Well if it helps, you don't need the exercise." I tried. He was always so negative and I hate to admit but spoiled too.

"Right. Because you give me enough as it is." He smirked, toying with hem of my sweater. Luke was always horny after he played hockey. It was the most odd thing ever. But with a guy like him, you can't just not be attracted to him.

"Well sorry Lukey, but I'm exhausted." I said kissing him one last time and climbing under the blankets. I could hear him huff and kick off his shoes. He's probably just too lazy to drive back home, because I know he wouldn't stay just to cuddle. Luke only connects in sexual ways, thats just how he showed his love.