Two Ex's And One Best Friend

Chapter 8: Bartender

Chapter: 8

“April...April” people were bumping me as they were waking back and forth in what seemed to be a cramped space. The fact that I was getting shoved from every direction was irritating me.

“Ms. Can I have a green Martine with an olive.” The voice behind this question or rather I say demand was sharp and directed at me.

There were to many voices all yelling at the same time either about peanuts or something with ice, shots whatever you could think of.

I focused my eyes trying to regain myself I notice that I was at work. This morning must have been a daze because I don’t even remember getting here. Wait. Let me back up did I mention I am a bartender at this little club on 8th and 11st.  It’s a whole forty five minutes from my house. So this would explain why people were yelling out drink orders towards me.

Looking over the counter I spotted a man staring at my bobs I mean they were out and open. He was the only one without a drink at the bar I decide to walk over to him time to get down to work.

“Can I get you something” I looked at the top of his head because his eyes weren’t quiet looking into my eyes yet.

“Yea Bloody Mary no ice and a Greyhound for yourself” When he spoke this time he made eye contact. He didn’t seem like the type to order something I would consider a light drink. A blood Mary is more of a brunch cocktail or hangover cure. I tilted my head to make the fact that his eyes were the only bright thing in this room shiny. He was handsome no dough but he looked like an older version of my dad. Strong jaw line high cheek bones and a little cute nose. He had a clean cut to I couldn’t help but smile at him.

Reaching under the bar I pulled out to glasses.  You can make it as spicy or mild as you want, using either more or less hot sauce, or better yet add the spice of tequila by making a Bloody Maria. Bloody Marys are often garnished with a celery stalk, but many will either use a pickle spear or both. Yea I know what you think lol. Hot sauce in a drink I thought the people that told me this the first time was crazy.

Handing him his drink he waited to see if I was going to drink mine that he ordered for me. I took it as a shot quick and fast.

He slide me the fifteen dollars for the drink and I moved on to the next set of customers. I made every kind or drink tonight from Berry Me in the, a Sand 360 Degrees, to a Vodka Sunrise, from  A Southern Screw, Mind Eraser, White Russian, Sea Breeze etc.

The night was going pretty well some of my regulars come back and the night was moving by fast. It was Sunday night so it was open band night new talent had the stage to perform.

 There was this lady that did a crazy solo with her cat let’s just say that her cat ended up drench in alcohol and she wasn’t looking to pretty either by the end of the performance but I see her flirting with a man so I’m sure she’s either drunk by now or completely forgot about her alcoholic drench cat. Lol

Looking over my shoulder I realized that it was going on eleven thirty and I had school in the morning. Did I mention that the night was moving by fast because I had a huge headache and everything seemed to become a blur to me. I wasn’t drunk I know that for sure but I couldn’t think straight in here.

“Jen I’m out my shift is over” Jen was my boss. At first she didn’t really wanna hire me. She thought I would only slow her business down but I was scared as hell I was too I had to learn fast and quick about the business.

Grabbing my coat and hat I said goodbye to the security guard Big Mike and walked to the bus stop around the corner. The weather sure was changing you know the fall air was approaching.

I reached the bus stop I seat down on the bench and looked both ways for a bus not one was in sight.

I made a hundred and fifty dollars in tips tonight I felt good about myself and no I dint even have to take of one single piece of clothing or anything of that matter.

Good thing for me is that there is this new text thing that someone smart invented for people like me that decide to catch the bus at whatever time of nights. I pulled out my phone and texted 54685 to 69287. Within seconds my phone started vibrating.

The bus on 8th and 11st will arrive at 11:30pm lucky for me it was 11:28 the bus would be here in no time. So why not just relax, I sloughed on the bench and tilted my head back. The wind was just blowing and in a strange way it was calming because that club was hot and packed.

I couldn’t help but to think about my bed, when I get home Imma take a long shower wash the smell of alcohol and peanuts off of me.

“If you’re trying to catch the bus I suggest you come on” the voice sounded distance.

Sitting up it was the bus driver he looked about as tired as I felt. Standing up I stretched my legs and paid my fair and went to find a window seat.  I turned on my Pandora why not listen to music it was a forty five minute drive.

My phone had seven missed calls, eleven unread texts and four voicemails. Everything was from Xavier except two messages from Jonathan. I was to tired to replay to anything or even make an attempt for that matter.

The bus stopped and this lady she was about forty got on with three little kids behind her. The little ones ran to a seat. I don’t know how they could have so much excitement going on twelve at night.

I thanked the bus driver for dropping me off at my stop. My house was only a block away good because I’m sure I would crash at any minute. Turning on to my street my house was the first on the corner.

My front door was wide open and that shot fear through my body. Before I could even act I heard

“Ahh” That’s Sophia voice she was yelling.

I dashed through the house without even thinking about who could be there. I ran straight to her room what I saw was her sitting on her bed crying into her knees that were brought up to her chest and Xavier was sitting next to her rubbing her back.

“Sophia” I had said her voice barely even for me to hear if I wouldn’t have said it I wouldn’t be sure I even spoke her name.