Virgin Porn Star

Virgin Porn Star Part11

Mercy's POV

They must know. They have to. I'm horrible at lying. How could they not know? I walked into the coffee shop earlier today and immediately told my coworkers I was moving. Why couldn't I have been more subtle? Surely, they know something is wrong, and that I'm not moving to my aunts house. If not that I'm bad at lying, but for the fact that I just walked in and blurted it out. Mike and Shelly were stunned to say the least. I told them that my aunt was going to help me out with my financial problems. Who knows if they believed me. My guess, they didn't. Now that I've told them, I feel less weight on my shoulders. But, this is the last time I will see them for quite a while.

How has my life changed so drastically in such short time? Who would have thought that I, Mercy Clark, would turn out to be a porn star. I turned my attention back to the smoothie machine and tried not to think about how awkward work was today. I could tell Shelly was sad that I was leaving, but I couldn't do much about that. I slid the smoothie across the counter to the woman who had ordered it, and Shelly rang up her order. Once the lady had left, Shelly turned to me and said, "Are you absolutely sure you have to leave Mercy?! I'm just going to miss you so much. Is there anything I can do??"

I gave her a small smile. "Thank you Shelly, but there's not much you could do, I mean, I've become committed to this decision."

She sighed and said, "Ok, but you'll call right? Mike and I will miss you terribly!"

I laughed lightly. "I'll give you guys a call," I assured her.

"Oh gosh, mercy, I still can't believe your leaving!"

"I know, but it will be good for me. I need to get out of this metaphorical hole I seem to be stuck in. And, hey, maybe I'll find myself while I'm out there."

"Or maybe you'll find someone else," Shelly said while wagging her eyebrows.

"Shelly, we've been down this road before, and I don't want to get myself caught up in some fling."

"You say that now, but your going to meet someone some day that you just can't resist. And your going to fall head over heals, without knowing which way your falling. And dammit, you better call me when you do!" she said that last part with persistence.

"first of all, Shelly, there will be no man, and second of all, I need to be going. My shift has already ended, and I need to finish some last minute packing, then I'll be heading out."

"Do you need any help packing?! I can help. Or maybe you want some company on the drive out there. I can take a couple days off work!" She said with insistence.

"No, no, Shelly, thank you, but I'll get every thing taken care of. Plus, I don't think Mike would like you to suddenly take off a couple days work, and leave him to work here." I told her.

"That reminds me, the boss will probably hire someone to replace you. Well, whoever he hires will never compare to you," she said with a genuine smile.

I giggled, "Don't flatter me."

"Can I?" Mike asked coming from the back room after finishing putting the money from the register in a leather envelope and making sure it was all there.

I laughed and smacked him lightly. "I'm gonna miss you guys." I said seriously.

They both surrounded me in a hug, and Mike said, "Don't forget to call."

"I won't," I replied, stepping out of their embrace. I turned to get my coat from the rack on the wall and turned before walking through the door to give them both a smile. "Goodbye."

"Bye, Mercy," they both said with smiles at the same time.

I walked out the door and got in my car, really feeling the cold air more now than ever. Was this all really worth it? Was I doing the right thing? Would I be better off staying at the coffee shop, still searching for another job? I wouldn't have to leave my friends if I did that. Those two people in there meant more to me than anyone else. They were the only family I had. And I had just lied to them. What kind of friend was I? A bad one, that's what. I put my forehead on the steering wheel and sighed.

I wouldn't leave them forever. I would go back to them eventually, right? And I would call. Then why did I suddenly feel so empty? I lifted my head off the wheel and felt tears roll down my cheeks. This is probably the dumbest thing I have ever done. And along the way, I've lied to the two people in this world that mean the most to me. I threw the car into reverse, whipped out of the parking space and got out of there as quickly as i could. I wiped my tears, and forced myself to feel nothing. That was the only way I could make it in the type ofbusiness i was going into. I had to learn to feel nothing. Starting right now.

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I picked up the folded piece of paper on my counter. The last thing. I had already packed everything I needed into my car. While i was at work today, my land lord had come and taken out everything else for me, like the couch, the bed, the big things, and donated them to the Goodwill. There wasn't much left after that, so I had no trouble fitting things in my small car. I unfolded the paper, and looked over the directions to Vincent's house for the hundredth time. I sighed and folded the paper back up and put it in the back pocket of my jeans. As I was walking out, I stopped in the door way, and took a last look at my first home. There was a sinking feeling in my chest, for loosing everything. I had to leave everything behind. My makeshift home, my job, and my best friends ever. Everything in this town was the old me. I had to leave it all behind. I was a new person now. One who couldn't allow myself to feel. I reached up to my face and harshly smeared the new tears off my face. I cut out the lights and slammed the door. I walked down the alley to my car with my fists shoved in my pockets. Goodbye old Mercy. Hello new Mercy.