Loving The Mafia

Troublemaker - 8

Christian's POV

I felt terrible leaving Emerald by her herself at my house.
It was supposed to be a lovely date but it obviously had to get ruined.

Liam called me to tell me that one of our regular customers that we sell drugs to hasn't paid for a few weeks.
That bastard, I gave him time to pay me but he thought he could double cross me. I obviously killed him, no one ever double crosses me.

I drove home an hour late and I straightway realise that Emerald is gone.

I'm so pissed off at myself right now!
I don't even know why I'm so bothered, because if it was any other girl I wouldn't give a shit.

With Emerald... It's different. Emerald is so funny, she's gorgeous and smart; she isn't a money grabbing bitch and at least she has some self respect.

I see the note on the sofa and sigh. Sometimes I wish I could have a normal life... If only things were simple.

I was about to call Emerald but it's already too late and if she's sleeping I don't want to disturb her - I'll just call her tomorrow morning or pop by to her workplace.

THE NEXT MORNING

Emerald's POV

Who else just hates Monday morning's?

Definitely me.

I've got work today and I'm really not looking forward to it.

Yesterday it was freezing cold and it was raining again - the weather in England is the worst.
When I walked it home I had a few drinks before brushing my teeth and then I tried to get some sleep.

I've been trying to get a good night's sleep for weeks now, and I can't. Every time I close my stupid eyelids I get damn nightmares!

I have a bit of a hangover this morning but I will just have to deal with it.

If anyone messes with my ass today they will get bitch slapped... don't even try me.

I get out of my comfy, warm, beautiful, amazing, GLORIOUS bed and I brush my teeth. I splash water on my face and then put on my clothes on. I put on a little bit of makeup to cover up my eye bags and then I grab my bag to leave for work.

I'll just eat a cookie at work or something... And no I'm not paying for it.

It's robbing, and it's bad I know but - oh whatever. Moving on.

I get to work on time and I feel great because I have escaped the wrath of my boss.

"Hello Lola." I say and I give her a hug.

"Hey Emerald." She replies, giving me a tight hug back.

I put my apron on and serve a few customers.

Christian walks in.

Sigh.

Can't he just leave me alone?
I haven't even known him for that long at all and he is on my mind 24/7.

I ignore him and serve the orders to other customers.

Lola is behind the counter today so it's alright, I don't have to talk that much unless someone starts a conversation with me to tell me about their depressing lives.

Another customer walks in and purposely bumps into me.

"Could you watch it?" I say and she scoffs, walking past me like nothing has happened.

Bitch.

Slap.

Her.

That's what my mind is telling me.

I take a deep breath and try to calm down but then she bumps into me with her drink in her hand. The drink spills all over me and I absolutely snap.

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?" I scream at her and she just glares at me.

"You should watch where your going." She says flicking her hair and blowing bubbles with her chewing gum.

"What's going on?" Lola asks worriedly.

"Nothing, just going to teach a little bitch some manners." I say.

"Ok, calm down Em." Lola says, glaring at me.

"Oh I'm calm alright."

The bitch licks her lips and then smirks, "What are you going to do?"

I grab a cold drink from another customers hand and whisper "I'll give you another one."

I throw the drink all over the bitch and she gasps.
I'm dying, this is hilarious. Her fucking foundation has melted down her whole face.

"You... you... pig." She screams trying to slap me but Christian grabs her arms. "Get. Out. Now." Christian says gritting his teeth.

The bitch leaves, slamming the door behind her.

Stupid cow.

"I didn't need your help, I had everything under control."

"Did you really?" Christian asks, putting his hand through his hair.
"Yes I did!" I shout.

"You could lose your job!" Christian yells, making me jump a little bit.

"You know what... Mind your own damn business." I angrily say and I walk past him.

I carry on working until it's five o'clock.

Lola drops me off to my house again and I invite her over for some tea but she refuses.
I think she's really angry with me.

Sometimes I just really can't keep my anger under control. I get really angry, really quickly and I feel like pulling my hair out or punching a wall.

I wish people would just not make me so damn angry.

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