Orphan (A Jack Gilinsky Fanfic)

5. Work

**THE NEXT DAY IN THE EVENING**

KATHRYN'S POV

I strip off my jeans and sweatshirt and examine my naked body in the mirror. I tilt my head and look at my natural curves that I'm so used to hiding under loose clothing.

Unless I'm working.

I'm an entirely different person at work. I metamorphose into a package of just about everything I find despicable. I wear revealing clothing, speak as if I'm uneducated, and bat my eyelashes provocatively at disgusting men.

I sigh and grab my uniform out of the bathroom closet. I unwillingly dress myself in the tight clothing and stare back at myself. I'm wearing a low-cut tank top with the bar's trademark spread across the chest area with short, black spandex, tight enough to cut off circulation to my legs.

Although I'm absolutely repulsed that dressing like this is the only way to earn a decent tip, I have to admit my body does look rather inviting. The tiny white tank top accentuates my curves, making my chest pop and my torse look slimmer. The suffocating latex spandex make my cheeks look plump and for lack of better word, spankable.

Shaking my head at my provocative appearance, I throw my sweatshirt on and pull my jeans over the spandex. I walk out of the bathroom and down the stairs.

"Jamie?" I call out as I enter the living room. I look around the premises frantically, unable to locate my brother anywhere.

Just as I begin to panic, I raise my eyebrow and peer out the window as I hear a faint, yet familiar laugh. Moving the curtains out of the way, I see Jamie and Jack throwing a football down by the lake. I watch as Jack does a ridiculously silly move with his arms and legs before throwing the ball back to Jamie, who completely misses it as he rolls on the ground dying of laughter. I bite my lip and smile slightly to myself.

I open the front door and slip out, slamming it closed. I look out towards the lake and yell out, "Jamie!"

He looks up at me, his face still red from laughter. Catching his breath, he yells back through giggles, "What?!"

"I'm going to work! I'll see you tonight, okay?" I hold my hand up and twirl my car keys around my index finger. I glance at Jack to see him staring back at me blankly.

"Okay! Tell Mr. Howard I said hello!" Jamie smiles at me once before throwing the football back to Jack.

I turn around and saunter down the driveway until I reach my car. I hop into the front seat and start the engine, turning out of the driveway and driving towards the city.

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I park my car in the employee parking lot, shutting off the engine in the process. I yank my sweatshirt and jeans off and immediately shiver at the sudden chilliness. I open my compact mirror to ensure my makeup is still in tact and apply my bright red lipstick generously. According to my boss, the lipstick is an essential part of the uniform.

I slip out of my car and lock it as I walk towards the front doors. I take a deep breath and run my fingers through my hair before faking a smile and pushing through the double doors.

I hear the familiar club music blasting through the dark vicinity, the insane bass drops drilling through my every ligament. The smell of vodka and tequila fill the air, mixing with the sounds of deep whooping and drunk laughter.

I make unintentional eye contact with a bearded man at the bar and immediately turn left into the employee storage room. I shut the door behind me and close my eyes, inhaling and exhaling deeply. Working here gives me crazy anxiety, but the pay is worth it. After a moment, I flutter open my eyes and reach for my apron. I wrap the string around my waist and tie a bow in the back.