Atlanta City's Bad Girl: The Story of Addison Parker

Chapter 5. Jealousy

Addison's POV

"You're gonna train him on how we do everything." Dad says sitting behind his desk.

I gape at him. "W-what?" I ask him. "No have Em do it." 

"Em hasn't got the time." Dad says.

"Sure he does." I say.

"No I do not." Em says walking in and grabbing a cigarette off dad's desk lighting it. Em turns to face me, with a smirk. "Sorry monkey, you're gonna have to." He says. "I'm booked between here and the tattoo shop."Em says.

Dad nods in agreement. "Have Uncle Noah do it then." I grumble.

"Noah is too busy too." Dad argues. "You have the most free time Addi, work with him for three days and if you think he's got it then you can go back to doing your own work." Dad says.

I sigh and cross my arms over my chest. "Fine." I huff and stomp out of the office I can hear dad and Em laughing behind me.

Axle comes in the door of the garage nearly plowing into me as I was walking past it, he quickly grabs my arm before I can fall.

"Sorry." He says.

He stops short when he see's me. "Addison?" He asks confused.

"Axle." I sate with a blank expression pulling my arm from his grip and looking away.

"Um, you work here?" He asks confused as he takes in the sight of me.

"Yes this is my father's mechanic shop." I say.

"Oh." He breathes and looks toward's the office.

"Oh good Axle you're here, you'll be working with Addison today." Dad says. "Addison I have to go and Emmett is leaving at five, so you need to lock up at eight." 

He tosses me the keys to the garage. 

"Sure." I grunt.

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By five Em and dad are both gone leaving Axle and I by ourselves. We always close shop by 6 P.M. Monday through Friday but Saturday and Sunday we close it by 5 P.M. but we always stay late to be ahead of schedule.

"You always stay til eight?" He asks.

"No our shifts change a lot dad tries to work it out between everyone, there has been night's though that I'd been here until one in the morning with dad or Em, even by myself." I admit.

We're working on a heater core for an expedition.

"You get paid for it?" He asks.

"Yeah you just work however long or much you want clock in and out just never lie about it. Well dad would never leave you here by yourself I doubt. The only reason dad has left Em and I here alone is cause we're his kids, or sometimes my uncles." I admit.

"Your uncles?" He asks arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah." I nod.

"How many uncles you got?" He asks.

"Five." I answer.

"Your dad got a lot of brothers." He says.

"Well only one of them is my actual uncle." I admit. "He doesn't work here anymore though he had to take over his dad's company." 

"What about the other four?" He asks.

"One is my dad's cousin, but they're also good friends. The rest are life long friends of my dad." I tell him.

He nods in understanding. "Big family?" He asks.

"Huge." I admit.

"I can't get that brace out, my hand is to big." Axle says.

I get out of the truck and go over to under the hood, I squat up in the truck grabbing pliers and pulling at the piece.

It doesn't come out so I start pulling with all of my weight.

"Hey be careful or yo-" Axles cuts off ass my body comes flying backward's I smash into him and we both fall to the floor.

I'm in between Axle's leg's my back pushed against his chest and his arms around my waist.

He begins laughing. 

I look up at him and throw my head back onto his shoulder laughing too.

Our laughter dies down.

His eyes slowly travel to my lips, and my eyes do the same.

I take a deep breath and look away, I hold the pliers up and hand them to him. 

He takes them and I quickly stand up, we get back to work not speaking.

We finish it up by 8:43 P.M. and we clean up, then clock out.

"I'll see you after school tomorrow be here by 4 P.M." I tell him.

He nods. "Yeah, see ya." 

I throw myself down onto my bed in irritation, why can't I control myself with him?

How does he affect me in a way nobody else can?

It angers me, makes me angry at him. It feels like as if he should be able to just leave me alone, just stop looking at me the way he does.

Then again, what if he doesn't even like me that way? What if it's all in my head?

At the rate my brain is functioning I'm gonna be up all god damn night.

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After school is over, I grab my things out of my locker. I head down the hallway and stop dead in my tracks.

Kasey the trashy hoe in my grade, a cheer whore is standing in front of Axle running a finger down his chest biting her lip and giving him a naughty smile.

He's looking down at her I can't hear what he says but he shrugs after he speaks and she smiles nodding and walking away from him shaking her ass as she goes.

I'm still staring at him stunned, hurt and rage pulses through me. My skin boils in anger, it's completely ridiculous, I'm not sure why I'm feeling this way it's never something I've really felt before, he's not mine it isn't like he's cheating.

Am I jealous?

His head snaps up and his eyes meet mine. His lips part, and his expression totally changes he looks almost worried.

He begins to walk toward's me but I quickly spin around and walk the other direction. I get outside walking around the building and toward's the parking lot, taking the long way around just to avoid him.

I get onto my bike starting it fiercely and kicking the stand up, I see him walk out of the building and he stops when he see's me watching me as I quickly pull out of the parking lot heading toward's the shop. 

What's worse is there is no escaping him, I now work with him and he is my best friend's brother. I need to stop obsessing over him, it's unhealthy. Maybe I should go on a date, I'm sure I can find someone...