Xandra with an X

Curiosity

When I wake up Xandra is no longer next to me. She waited till I fell asleep before she went to bed herself. At some point earlier this morning she came back in, kissed my head, and told me something but I don't know what. I barley remember since I was still out of it, but I tend to answer people while I'm still sleeping. The only reason I can recall any of it is because of the warm fuzzy feeling that took over my body when she kissed my head. God, I love when she does that.

It's already 11 when I wake up so I let Popper outside before running back upstairs to brush my teeth. I throw on my bathing suit knowing as soon as Boris gets here he'll want to swim. After Popper comes back inside, he joins me in the living room while I do my exercises. I put Netflix on for background noise, Grace and Frankie, my favorite show. By the time I finish its nearly 12 and Boris is knocking at the door.

"Please tell me you ordered pizza?" I plead as soon as I open the door.

"It'll be here in 10." He assures me.

"Yes!" I lead him to the kitchen and grab us both a can of pop.

"How are you getting on with Xandra?" He teases.

"Good but not good." I sigh and we take a seat in the living room. We sit on the floor opposite each other at the coffee table.

"Explain?"

"I know Xandra is far from perfection but I swear to god I've never met someone so close to it. When we're alone she's so sweet too me, constantly calls me these pet names, and I can't stop freaking out around her."

"You've got it bad." Boris laughs.

"I know I've got it bad, Boris. I need to not have it bad before something goes wrong." I frustratedly hide my face in my hands.

"Who's to say something will go wrong?"

"Something always goes wrong, Boris. Always." I think back to my life before Las Vegas and shudder. "I'm trying to pull back but I can't."

"So then don't."

"That's a terrible idea." I sigh just as the doorbell rings. Boris jumps up, grabs the pizza and is back in moments.

"Then how about finding something to distract you from her?" He opens up the box and we both grab a slice of the pepperoni pizza.

"Like what?"

"Job?" He suggests.

"Xandra doesn't want me to have one because she can 'get me everything I need.' Also I don't have time for a job. School is pretty overwhelming still."

"It takes two seconds to snap a photo, Vita." He shrugs.

"Excuse me?"

"MeOnYou.com" (y'all im making this cite up and I beg you to never go on one of those cites and do what the characters are about to do) He winks. "You'll make money so fast, V and you don't even have to take any pictures naked if you don't want to."

"Boris, I can't sell pictures of my body! That's so degrading and the idea just makes me feel dirty." In the past I have made the joke that I'd try this but in all reality it's way too risky. Too dangerous. Also no one would pay a dime to see my body.

"It's okay to not agree with it but don't shit on people who do." He seems almost offended. Then finally it clicks.

"Oh my god I didn't mean- I'm sorry Boris. I didn't mean it like that. I just know I couldn't pull something like that off." My hands are beginning to clam up in fear of his response.

"Not like I haven't heard worse." He sighs and gives a small chuckle. "I just thought I'd suggest it. Helps a ton. I wouldn't have ever been able to afford my motorcycle and feed myself everyday if I didn't."

"Aren't you scared something bad will happen? Why don't you just get a real job?" My voice is small because the whole thing sort of terrifies me.

"No way, and I make so much money, why would I want a "real" job?" He's so relaxed about it.

"You have sex for money too though?"

"I have yet to meet someone who sex means anything with, so why not make money off of it?" He takes a sip of his pop.

Well I could use the money. I need to start saving up for a place, my own stuff. I can't live off of Xandra and Larry forever and like I said before, Larry is probably gonna ask me to start playing rent soon. Boris doesn't think it's very dangerous so I should be okay right? Worst comes to worse I get murdered and the only person who mourns me is Boris and Xandra, only for a few days though. My curiosity is definitely about to get the best of me..

"Will you help me sign up?"

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I repeat: this is a FICTION story and NO ONE should EVER try this. it is an incredibly dangerous thing to get into and we will probably learn that by the end of the story 👍

Ps don't stress that I'm gonna end this book with everyone completely in shambles, that's just not how I write. A story isn't interesting without a problem though! 😜😘💕