Animal Kingdom

1

Divinity's POV

I awaken in my room and hear my parents making food. I sit up and glance at my phone, it's 10 o clock. I wince as I stand my muscles sore from last night. I need to get showered and head to work.

"Sweetheart, breakfast will be ready soon."

My mother's voice calls to me from up the stairs and I get up heading to my bathroom. Taking a quick shower, I get out and get dressed in  at shirt and sweatpants before throwing my hair into a bun. Slipping into my snow boots I head downstairs and grab the iced coffee my mom is holding out for me.

"You need to eat something.", she says.

I reply,"I'll eat at work."

I leave and get in my car. I sip the coffee and begin driving. Looking around Gotham as I drive , I see why everyone leaves. It's a shit hole. Batman is the ONLY thing keeping this city together. I pull into the parking lot behind my work and get out. I have to get everything set up for tonight otherwise my boss will kill me, probably literally.

I head inside and no one is here....Great. I get an apron on and begin dusting everything. I sweep, mop, and polish the floor. I begin cleaning al the dishes and hear someone enter as I begin doing the inventory checklist. I walk out with the knife i had set down earlier in my hand. It's the boss and my blood runs cold. He hasn't been the same since Fish Mooney died and I hate being around him after what he did. My skin crawls as the memories of that night play.

"Hey there doll face."

I glance over at him as I begin the bar checklist. He's an older man. Late forties...he keeps himself quite clean cut and is well dressed. He's a mammoth of a man and his face is set in a mask of indifference whenever he isn't talking to someone. Thick brows frame deep set, sharp hazel eyes. A crooked nose sits in the middle of his face which leads to a mouth set in a blank expression. His salt and pepper hair slicked back and his goatee is smooth.

I reply,"Hi, sir."

I have to be cordial to him. Otherwise, my family will pay the price.

"Getting ready for tonight?"

I reply,"Yes, sir."

He smiles and says,"Gooood. You'll be bartender tonight. Adam called out sick."

I suppress the shudder and nod.

He looks me up and down before saying,"Change into something sparkly."

I reply,"S-Sir...I d-don't have anything like that. Nor do I have anything with me. Or time to change. No one has shown up to cook the food. I was about to start that."

He holds a finger up and makes a phone call. When he ends, he points to me and I take a step closer.

He says,"Take a lunch. Head to the shop to pick up my suit for tonight. They'll have a dress for you."

I nod and he says,"I'll be sure to take care of the cooking staff."

I reply,"It's fine sir. They've been prepping all month for this night. They will probably be in, in an hour."

"Don't forget my suit."

I reply,"Sir, I don't have money for the dress."

He looks at me over his shoulder and says,"It's already paid for."

He leaves and I take a shuddering breath. My legs shake as I walk towards the bar and lean against it. Fuck. I don't want to wear the dress. I don't want to be here tonight. Fucking Adam. I pull myself together and begin wiping down the tables and chairs.