Caden's Pride

You Know Nothing

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I stood in front of my work locker, rifling through one of the very few purses I owned. My fingers found purchase in a small package of Goldfish and I ripped it open.

"You're a fucking crack head." Jenny sauntered up beside me with her hair tied in a voluminous bun.

It was a total mind fuck. How she stayed upright with all that hair balanced on the top of her head. Her azure curls stretched down to her tattooed hips. In comparison, my tight tendrils stuck like glue to my head; Refusing to go any further past my chest. Wasn't complaining though; felt the messy look complemented me.

"Ate nothing today. Unless Ashlyn's pussy classifies as a meal." I shrugged as I continued to chew.

Jenny laughed while she slipped her arms into her coat. There, the skin was bare of any ink, but it covered her torso. Whenever Jen was drunk, she rambled about how she would go to law school in honor of her Mom if the music path caved. She lost her to cancer when she was 15 and I don't think she ever recovered.

More times than I could count, Jenny has confided in me, stressing of her fear toward disappointing her Mom. Comforting wasn't my strongest asset, especially on parents, but even if I wanted to help, I don't think I could. Allegra Diaz's biggest disappointment was me. The difference between Jenny and me was a simple, bitter truth. I didn't care what Mami thought of me anymore. I came to terms with it the minute I realized Mami wasn't trying to sooth and guide me but sculpt my identity.

After shoving the Goldfish back into my purse, I bundled up in my coat. Our strenuous shift was finally over and the only thing on my mind was Empanadas. Amber Glass brimmed with business today, but that was no surprise. The bar and grill neared the major highway on Solaris. Travelers, locals, and college students filled the place daily.

I remembered as a kid when Mami would drive by the bar on the way to Titi Laurie's house. She would roll by the graffiti painted walls, watching as kids ran unsupervised. Momma dearest wore that look on her face I was far too familiar with. Her Dias nose would scrunch up and her eyes squinted.

It was the look she gave me whenever I misbehaved. Whenever I embarrassed her. I used to fear that ugly expression. Hell, I used to be afraid of my Mother..

"I saw your roommate today," Jenny announced, seemingly out of nowhere.

I raised my brows. Jenny wasn't close to my childhood friends, but I was fully aware of her crush on Darrian. Jen was a little wild card; I couldn't imagine reserved Darrian tying her down. And that's if she could kick Carly out of the picture.

If you looked at Darrian and Carly's relationship, it was clear who wore the pants in that duo. Carly was always the one that fucked up, but once those eyes watered and those legs spread, she was his world again. I could picture Jenny getting bored in a heartbeat. Hell, I would. Everyone loved a man with a challenge.

"Which one? Darrian?"

Jenny groaned theatrically. "No, not his fine ass. Kyley, she seemed..." she trailed off, "Like a lost puppy. A puppy with huge boobies."

I snorted, "Last time I checked her, and Grey wasn't on the best of terms."

I didn't get the chance to speak to Kyley after her pregnancy scare. If it still upset her with whatever she and Grey were on the outs about, her absence in the group chat earlier was understandable. A part of me didn't even want to discuss the situation again, seeing how I reacted out of the norm when confronted with it.