Sooner or later your gonna be mine (Mafiafell sans x chubby reader)

dollface (Chapter 3)

*Y

's P.O.V+

I continued walking away till I got to the kitchen doors, and walked through.

Once I was inside I got on my tippy toes and looked threw the little circle window on the door.

Only to see him talking to the don.

*phew, that was weird* I said.

I dismissed what had just happened and went to get the next order that needed to be taken out.

+++++++ La time skip

*quittin' time thank god!* I said to myself as I went to the bathroom.

+authors P.O.V+

Y

entered into the bathroom chuckling to her self.

She had just talked to a group of musicians who were about to go on, they parted ways and said goodbye and y

said *good luck y'all!*.

She then walked into the broken stalls were her things were, and changed into her normal clothes.

*still some good guys out there* she thought to herself.

She changed into an over sized sweater dress, the main colors were f\c and 2nd f\c, it was a really good combo the dress was just above her knee's and was short sleeved.

She exited the stall and walked over to the sink, and sighed.

To much make-up.

Don't get it wrong. She didn't mind some make-up every once in awhile.

But the rouse on her cheeks was to bright. Her blue eye shadow was to heavy.

And her red lipstick was to much, but that's what the club owner always wanted.

That's what the men always wanted.

She turned on the faucet as she growled in frustration. She washed her face with the semi-warm water.

*I need to get outta here* she thought to herself.

Just then she heard door steps enter the bathroom.

She looked up.

(Y'all know who it is.)

She sucked in her bottom lip in fear. Wondering why the massive monster was in the women's bathroom that she just had to be in.

She took a step back as the monster took in a breath while looking at her.

He took a step towards her.

*no please* she pleaded in her mind.

There was only one reason why a straight man would enter the woman's bathroom, and y

knew what it was from when she first started working as a waitress.

The man who had attacked was big to, he had grabbed her and shoved her into the stalls doors, and he would have done so much more if it hadn't been for a lady who needed to use the restroom at that moment.

Security was called and the man was "removed", as in beaten and almost killed "removed".

Y

opened her mouth to scream for help but the music from the jazz band blasted through the door.

Letting y

know that her chance for calling for help and actually having someone hear her was gone.