Breaking The Game [Book #1]

Chapter 5

Narrator

On Monday morning, Allie dragged herself to work feeling much better. Her hangover and Kendra were gone, but she still didn't have any real food in her refrigerator. She was stuck eating fast food.

Tuesday morning, Allie had a five-hour session with some guy and his chest. She put together a magnificent chest piece in grey wash, outlining some details in white ink. She was paid $450, enough to pay the electric bill and buy some food.

Wednesday afternoon, today, Allie got off of work early. She bought a few groceries and of course some more liquor. Kendra had come over to try and defeat her oncoming mild depression and to talk to Allie about her experience with her first volleyball team. She really wanted to hear if Allie had brought a girl over that day; that's all she cared about.

Kendra sat down at the kitchen table in her work clothes. Allie was putting some of the food away in the refrigerator and cabinets. Her favorite black sweatsuit kept her warm as the cold air made its way through the cracked open windows. Her hair was up in a ponytail as some of it rested in her hood.

"So this new friend - what's she like?" Kendra teased, watching Allie bend over.

"Uh - I don't think she's a friend but..." Allie replied, a little sidetracked by the groceries.

"Did you guys...?" Kendra asked quietly.

Allie stood up straight, placing her hands on her hips. She turned to Kendra, a little annoyed. "No, Kendra. We did not. Not every girl I see, I bang."

"I thought that was a rule." Kendra laughed.

"No. It's not a damn rule. I only go for girls that are actually gay. She likes dudes." Allie sighed.

Kendra gave Allie an odd look. "You sound... disappointed."

"Well, it's normal to be disappointed about a girl you can't get your hands on." Allie shrugged.

"Hmph." Kendra folded her arms. "I never knew straight girls damaged your ego."

Allie rolled her eyes. "I can care less about my 'ego'. I don't have an ego. I respect when a girl doesn't like girls. That's just a natural rule."

"Did she actually say she liked dudes?" Kendra pushed.

"Technically yes." Allie turned back to the leftover bags on the counter.

"So how often do you actually do it anyway?" Kendra asked.

"Whenever I'm in the mood. You forget that I have a phone full of girls I can just call whenever I want." Allie smirked to herself.

Kendra felt a little bit of jealousy stir up in her. "To be honest I didn't even know you saved numbers."

"Yeah I save them, but I save the ones most reliable; the girls that just want what I want - nothing more." Allie turned back to Kendra and leaned against the countertop.

"Someday a girl is going to come along and change your life and you'll feel what it's like to love. You'll know all the pain and suffering." Kendra said spitefully.

"You don't think I know pain and suffering? Did you forget who I am?" Allie said.

"I meant love wise not life-wise. Love hurts more than anything, trust me. Take it from someone who actually has feelings." Kendra said.

"Well that's not gonna happen to me because I won't let it," Allie said confidently.

"That's why you've been thinking about this Alix girl, right?" Kendra smiled.