Jamie || BWWM

Nightmare | 8

"I thought JJ said you wasn't allowed in the kitchen?" A unfamiliar voice says behind me and my heart begins to beat fast.

I turn around to see Stephen aka my old boss when I worked at the strip club. He had no shirt on just gray sweat pant. His built was sexy just like Mr. gray but he didn't have that much tattoos.

"Oh hey... I was just looking for a bathroom." I giggle nervously.

"In the fridge?" He gives me a confused look and then he start to laugh.

"Shhhhhhh!" I rush at him to cover his mouth with my hands to make him quite down. "Before Mr. gray hear you and come down."

"Look miss girl don't ever put your hands on me again and I'm not the one he told to stay out his kitchen."

"Okay fine but don't tell him I'm in the kitchen. I'm just tryna find something to eat." I said rudely throwing my hands up.

"Go set down, I make you something to eat." He leads me to a stool at the island in the kitchen.

I watch him as he grabs some of the fruit I saw out the fridge and puts in on the counter. He began cutting up the fruit.

I really don't want no fruit, I want some meat but I'm not going to complain because he being nice to me other then that cold hearted big headed boss Mr. gray.

"Why is he so mean to me? Everything I do bothers him." I ask playing with my fingers.

He sigh and turns to look at me. "You think his being mean to you? Look he never brings a girl to his house and he hate when people set on his couch but he let you sleep on it. Everything you do bothers him because he cares about you and why you think he told you to quit the strip club? Because it's dangerous and he doesn't want you to get hurt." He say talking to me like it's obvious for me to know these things.

He hands me a bowl with fruit salad in it. It looks so good. I look back up to thank him but he was already gone out the kitchen.

"Weird."

I ate the salad quickly and return to the living room.

••

"Momma momma!" I yell banging on her room door it's been a day since she feed me.

"Go away, I'm busy!" She yells back.

"But I'm starving I need food and it's dark the lights wont work, you know I'm scared of the dark." I sopp on the floor in front of momma door.

"Go take care of your child. I'm leaving." A man said coming from inside the room. "No don't leave please! Hold on." My mom reply.

I hear foot steps coming towards the door. I back up from it. The door opens and momma come out angry. She tying the strings from her robe as she narrowed her eyes at me.

"You little bitch! I'm trying to make money for I can feed you." My momma drag me in the living room and throw me on the floor. I hit the ground hard making a loud noise.

"But you said that last time." I began to cry because my head hurt from the fall.

"Why do you always talk back!" She began to kick me and stump on me. It hurt so much. I'm 15 but I'm small for my age because I get feed very little. I know she's high right now from some drug that man gave her.

"Please stop momma your hurting me. Are you gonna kill me too?" I beg and cry.

"How dare you say th-" she stopped her words and stopped kicking me. Did she actually listen to me for once? I look up to see whats happening.