He Needs Me (Wattys 2020)

6

Finn came over the night before, dad wasn't exactly excited about it but he had to deal with it. He informed me of the plan and honestly I wasn't happy.

First, we need to go to a meeting. Me, Finn, and Ray have to go to see Andrei Jabal and his father Ismail Jabal to explain how things would work and how our team conducts business.

Apparently, I also have to come up with the plan but that isn't 100% certain yet.

Ever since I've been working with the Carter's they've relied on me to make most of the plans, not bragging but they always worked. Actually, I am bragging, so suck my dick.

The other day Finn told me he'd send me a dress on the day of the meeting since I don't have any. I literally have none, 0. They're really not needed in my line of work.

I work behind the scenes on cars and surveillance, it'd be insanely stupid to look hot and be remembered. That's how you get caught.

" Storm you've got a package" oh god, pushing myself away from the comfortable covers I walked slowly to the living room where dad was. He was sat by the kitchen with a brown box in his hands, his glasses tipped on the edge of his nose trying to read the label.

" dad it's a dress" as soon as the words left my lips he looked up in shock, I couldn't help but laugh.

" Storm what the hell are you doing?" He asked, a hint of worry lacing his tone, this man worries too much. Taking the package from his hands hurriedly I rolled my eyes with a smile.

" It's my job dad, I've got to go to a meeting with Finn and Ray to see Andrei"

Ignoring his reaction I quickly scurried into my room, dad is still terrified that I'm working with him but I can handle it myself, hopefully.

Not going to lie, I realised that I shouldn't have been so rude to him even though he's dick, not that he has one. Ok stop, so yes it was stupid to be so mean because now he hates me, it only makes the job harder.

A part of me expects him to give me a dirty part of the job because of my nasty attitude towards him.

Pushing the annoyed feelings out of my brain I gripped the plastic that the dress was wrapped in, along with killing people these idiots are trying to kill the planet too. There is so much damn plastic it's unbelievable.

Oh God, my eyes widened as I dropped the dress onto the bed. Let me tell you, it's amazing, coming from me that's the biggest compliment ever.

A girl who sticks to oversized sweaters and jeans, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my entire life.

The dark brown midi dress stands out against my caramel skin tone, Finn has good fashion sense I have to say.

Slipping the dress and heels on I looked in the mirror. The deep neckline shows too much of my cleavage. My boobs look as if they're overflowing, this isn't going to work.

Huffing in anger I grabbed a black crop cardigan from my wardrobe, this should be enough to cover me whilst we're out.

I've never felt entirely comfortable with showing a lot of skin and I don't try think I ever will. Not that I'm embarrassed or myself or anything.

My caramel skin that I inherited from my Caribbean father and white mother makes me happy, I love my skin tone and the way I look. All I don't like is the attention it gathers from dirty onlookers.

Glancing at the form fitting dress I sighed in worry, I'm standing out way too much in this outfit and I don't know if I like it, I prefer to remain unseen and unknown. I love to blend in with the crowd, you never know when you'll need to get away.

Lord I'm going to be late.

Quickly putting my hair in a casual yet beautiful half up half down hairstyle I finally completed the look with 3 minutes to spare.

I gave myself a once over before stumbling out of the room, I really hope dad isn't in the living room or kitchen.

"My beautiful baby"

Oh God, stopping in my tracks I smiled gently, you guys should see the look on his face, he looks in between WOW and I'm scared for her. I mean this is probably the first time he has seen me in a dress since I was a baby, he used to dress me like a princess every day.

Taking small steps towards the door I grabbed my phone.

"thanks, bye dad I have to go"

I hurriedly walked out of the flat, I need to get out of this area as quickly as possible.

You guys don't understand, my estate is full of every kind of person, from outstanding citizens to murderers. I know almost all of them but none have ever seen me look merely like a woman. They all treat me like a little sister though, sometimes I don't like how protective they all are.

I can't even go to the corner shop when it's dark without Jamal sending someone with me.

I guess you can say I'm one of the boys but it's most likely the fact that Jamal, the leader of our estates' gang threatens everyone. I once overheard him telling his group of boys that if he hears they did anything to me he'd slaughter them. He's like a brother to me and I absolutely love him.

" STORM, IS THAT YOU YEH" a random teenager hollered through the corridor, here we go, staring at the tracksuit clad boys I nodded disinterestedley.

" Your correct" I mumbled strutting passed them, the youngest of the group Charlie who's 10 kept pace with me as I began walking faster towards the exit.

" I'll protect you" he stated confidently puffing up his chest attempting to look macho, I couldn't help but grin at him. Stopping at the door I turned towards him and bent to his level.

"You know I can protect myself but thanks for your concern Conor"

Giving him a light peck on the forehead I exited the stuffy building.