Painful Happiness ( A Michael Jackson Fanfic)

chapter 3

We goin clubbin tonight J?" my friend Kim asked me.

"We just got off work Kim. All I wanna do is go to bed. I had a long ass day." I said. We work at Wal-Mart together, and we had to deal with neck rollin, attitude havin, mean people. It takes everything in me not to knock some hoes on they ass. But hey, a job is a job. I'm just glad I have one.

"What better way to ease the day than by shakin yo ass. We need this girl...especially you."

"Me? I have been going out with you almost every night. I think I'm good."

"No honey, what I really mean is that...well...you need some dick in yo life."

"I...I...you-"

"I I I I nothing. You know I'm right. For the past 3 and a half years that I've know you, I have yet to see you with a man. Your finger can only go so far sista." she said. I couldn't believe she is bold enough to say this. I'm guessing this is how real friends talk to each other. I'm new at this whole friend thing. But Kim is my first friend I've ever had. She is so cool and real. But the last thing I need right now is a lecture about a man.

Ok yeah, I haven't had a man in four years. But I don't want one. My life is getting on track, and the last thing I need is someone fuckin that up. I have accomplished so much since that tragic night 4 years ago. I went back to school and graduated with all As and Bs, I got a job, I moved out of my mothers house and I got my own place. I got away from grove street and the Tec 9s. I owe it all to C.J. I think about her everyday. She is the reason I'm here. I haven't spoken of her to anyone and I don't plan on it.

"Fine. I'll go to the club. Just let me go home and get ready. Where we going anyway?"

"YAY! Ok, we can go to this new one called Wild Cat. It just opened a month ago, and all the sexy people in town suppose to be there. So dress to impress." she said

"Alright, ill pick you up in about 2 hours." I said.

"See ya then. Oooh we gonna get you a man tonight." she said clapping as she got into her car and drove away. I rolled my eyes and got inside my car and saw that I needed gas.

"Damn it!" I cursed as I drove to the nearest chevron. I got out and went inside to pay for the gas.

"Can I get 30 on pump-" I froze as I looked at the man. Are my eyes deceiving me or is this the man I use to rob at gun point at least four times a week? Oh my gosh! It is him! How the hell did I not recognize this gas station? Will he recognize me? Will he call the cops? Maybe if I explain to him that I've changed, he won't be so aggressive. I know he has a gun behind the counter, and I don't carry one anymore. I'm screwed.

"Ma'am? Ma'am? are you alright?" he asked snapping his fingers. I just stare at him waiting for his first move. My hands clutched my purse tightly as I stood there, but all he is doing is smiling. I'm guessing he didn't remember me, but I can't be to sure.

"Um..yeah can I get 30 on pump 4?" I said as my voice shook. My heart was beating really fast. he smiled at me and punched in the numbers. I took out my wallet. Never taking my eyes off him.

"It's on me beautiful." he said.

"im sorry, what?" I asked. I don't think I heard him right.

"The gas is on me. You do not have to pay." he answered smiling at me. Wow. I stood there blinking. He is paying for my gas? That was nice of him. He clearly don't remember me. If only he knew who I was, I would surly get blown away.

Maybe the whole appearance change worked. I changed a lot. I took out my extensions, got rid of the heavy makeup, and the baggy clothes. I'm wearing my natural hair color and I'm dressing more casual. I actually feel like a woman.