It maybe 1990, But the bar you run Parties like its 1920 at age twenty-one. All the wild nights with the biggest of the baddest come to the bar, But what happens when A Gorgeous Red lipped Cuban from your past comes to interrupt your present? Will...
"Charlie Boy!" I shout walking through the sea of people and head over towards the bar where my favorite bartender lied smiling at me cheekily
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"What have I told you about calling me that Y/n?" The long haired man said grabbing two bottles of beers as I rolled my eyes shaking my head
"I've been calling you that since our freshman year of college Puth, Get over it" I chuckled walking around the line of people getting behind the bar
I didn't think I'd be running a bar a bit while first starting college nor did I expect dropping out so soon, I hated going through high school for eight hours a day just to get a rolled up piece of paper especially coming out of a seriously rough hometown
And a homophobic ass mother always gotta have one of those right?
"Have you seen Alex tonight?" I ask as I help him serve drinks left and right while loud folksy music blared the sound of glasses clinking and lighters clicking
"He's manning the front with Muccio and Rob" Shawn says quickly referring to my Best friend and our fresh new bodyguard Big Rob and I do mean Big.
With that said after fulfilling a few drink orders I head outside after another performer comes out on stage seeing the now clear opening outside the front of the bar sighing to myself
"Feeling Good tonight Boss?" I hear Muccio call out in his rich and thick deep accent as I run my fingers through my hair sighing deeply
(Muccio pic below)
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"As always Muccio, How's your sister?" I ask the handsome man who stood beside me adjusting his shirt
"She's doing really good actually now that she's back on her medication" he says as I smile in response
His sisters been sick for awhile worst part is she's only nine and a half, When I first interviewed people for the bodyguard position he came in carrying his petite sister bridal style while she was coughing up a storm covered in a huge jacket while he only had on jeans, torn boots, and a gray t-shirt after I gave him the job he worked a few extra nights just to be able to afford her meds
"I'm glad have you seen Alex? Anywhere?" I ask as Muccio Chuckles and points back at the open door way towards the small stage where the precious man sat with his guitar in hand causing me to walk back inside
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"Found him?" Charlie chuckled as I walk back to the now somewhat clear bar
"Obviously, I just wanna see and hear him sing" I say as he lightly strums his guitar tuning it with a grin on his face
"You know he's been smiling more since Cuba" I say as he proceeds to play and sing a few lyrics in
"What happened wasn't your fault, He has been by your side since you were younger and always will be" Charlie says referring to the time I came out to my mother
"I know, But sometimes I wish he hadn't followed me.." I say breathlessly
"In that hell you called home?" He says in disbelief
"It May have been hell, but damnit it was home" I say piercing my Y/e/c at the brunette as my adopted brother played on
Charlie sighed deeply watching my brother before looking back at me as he wiped the bar top down stopping his circular pace
"I'm gonna go check inventory Okay?" He says calmly before things escalate any further knowing we've had this argument several times over behind the bar
"I still don't think you should've left her behind" I heard Shawn mutter under his breath walking from behind the bar turning my face glum as all hell
Shortly after I Heard that I reached inside my pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes opening them and pulling one out and place it between my lips leaning over the bar putting the box back in my pocket reaching into my coat pocket looking for my lighter sighing deeply
Must've fell out again..
After I leaned up again I heard someone flick a light causing me to look up and see a fire being held up to my cigarette
"Thank you so much" I say taking two puffs before looking at the red heels lifting my eyes up looking at the angelic clothed legs, lucrative curves and the small bust that hugged ludicrous black jeans before I widened my eyes in pure shock at the familiar red lips
"Karla?.." I say as I could feel the room growing darker as she grinned at me innocently with her seductive brown eyes and her aesthetically perfect facial structure
"Maybe you haven't forgot about me after all, And your welcome by the way" She says completely Nonchalant biting her soft red glossy lips..
There are just some damn things I can't keep buried in the past can I?..
I don't regret all of my past, I just regret the time I wasted with the wrong woman...
