Rebecca's Escape

Chapter 7

Rebecca woke up the next morning on edge. She hadn't gotten much sleep because of the strangest dream she had. It started out with her and Robert but once it got to the good part that stupid guy from the gas station kept popping up. Not that that was a bad thing he was gorgeous in that bad boy kind of way, but he was a total jerk. A guy like that could be dirty fun but nothing more than a one hit wonder right? Who needed that kind of complication?

At that thought her heart skipped a beat. Wow that was weird. Why did my heart skip when I thought of some ass hat? Without wasting another thought about it Rebecca got up and into a shower. She was planning to hit that bar she saw last night that looked busy. Maybe she would get lucky and get a job there.

After a long shower, Rebecca got dressed to impress. Rebecca decided she was going to go check out that bar she saw last night. It looked super busy and maybe she could get a job there.

Dressed and ready to go Rebecca walked out of her front door and locked it up. It was hot for only being noon. Rebecca hoped her car wasn't too bad yet because the air-conditioning didn't work very well. Lucky for her, the inside of the car wasn't too bad and she could slide right in and roll down the window instead of putting on the air conditioner. Rebecca turned on the car, strapped herself in, turned on the radio for some tunes and went on her merry way.

Fifteen minutes later she pulled up to the bar. The outside didn't look like much just an old dusty saloon you would see from an old western. Rebecca took one last look in her rear view mirror and got out of her car. Just as she was walking to the door it flew open and a guy was coming out with a girl flinging around in his arms.

"You will regret this Keith. No one can dance or serve like I can." The young lady was yelling.

"Sober up and we will talk Tressa. You can't drink on the job the way you do." The man named Keith said.

"I don't understand what your problem is. The other girls are just jealous I make more tips." Tressa said.

"It's not about the making of the tips. It's how you get them darlin." Keith said with a final look.

"Whatever! You will regret this." Tressa yelled at him as she finally got herself out of the guy's arms and into her car.

She drove out of the parking lot and flew down the street.

"I tell you Mack. I don't know where I'm going to get someone like her without all the drama." Keith said to the guy that had been holding Tressa came walking up to him.

That's my chance Rebecca thought.

"Maybe I can help you with that." Rebecca said loudly as she walked up to the two guys.

"My name is Jessica Rabbit and I was just on my way in to this fine establishment to see about a job." Rebecca said as she put her hand out to shake their hands.

"I don't know honey. This is no five-star class joint. This is a bar and you would have to deal with a lot of shit to work her." Keith said as he shook her hand.

"I'm tough as nails, don't trip I can handle anything that comes my way." Rebecca said.

"Can you dance?" Keith asked.

"Yes." Rebecca replied.

"How about pour drinks?" Mack said.

"Sure." Rebecca said.

"Can you deal with drunk guys and large crowds? We get really busy in the evenings." Keith said.

"My daddy didn't raise a weakling. I can handle myself."