Please Just One

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"Hi welcome to Chilli's my name is Beau, and i'll be your server today. Can i start you guy's off with drinks" i spoke as calm i could, which might i add was hard to do, having someone look at you like your the most disgusting person on the world.

"I'll take a glass of water. You know the clear stuff, cause from the looks of it you dont look like you drink it" the young spanish looking girl spoke earning herself a laugh from the guy she came with.

"C'mons bae leave her alone. She looks like she gone cry" The guy said trying poorly to hold back his laughter.

I inhaled hard and long and turned on my heal going back to fetch this rude bitch her water. i walked to the drink fountain grabbed two cups and filled them with ice, then filled them both with water. i grabbed the cup and started my journey back to their table.

"Here you go" i said as calm as i could. "Can i take your orders" i said pulling out two straws along with my notepad. As they told me their order i couldnt help but snickered cause of the wicket thought i was having ."hmm wonder if they would like extra poison with their food" i thought to my self

"UMM HELLO FATTY" she said loud "that will be all" she said snapping me out of my thoughts. i walked away quickly and headed to the cook station to give the cook their order. i couldnt help but taste the saltiness on my lips.

"fuck im crying" i whispered to myself. I hurried and wipped the stray tear away. I made my rounds to see if the rest of my section was okay. I knew they food was probably done. i walked over to the grill area and snatched up the rude couples order than headed back to them i gave them their food and left really fast so they couldnt get a bad comment out.

 The rest of the night went on "okay". it was now 10 o'clock and my shift was over 20 mins ago. right now im sitting outside Chilli's waiting on my big head ass brother to pick me up. Oh My. how rude of me, i didnt even introduce myself. 

Well for starter my name is Beau Day. My name in French means Beautiful. I honestly hate my name because i dont believe im one ounce of beautiful. yea yea yea, i know what your saying why would you say that about yourself. well cause its true; im not. im about 5'4-5'5, i have nice wavy black hair that goes a little before the middle of my back. i have dark gray eyes, but they change depending on my mood. im about a shade above caramel, oh and im a big girl. my brother always say im not even really big, he says that i just have a pudge that i could easily get rid of. i know he's just trying not to hurt my feelings cause i am fat. i have hips, not big hips but hips, u get it? i have a big butt, that i hate sometimes, and i have i pudged stomach. its not huge at all, but i got a little some, and i have average 36c breast. i already know what your thinking... just nasty.

i live with my dad and my brother. its been us since i was about 7. my mom just up and left one day, said she was too young to be trynna take care of a kid, and another kid who's not even hers, she said referring to my brother. you see my brother have a diff mom, she's actually in his life. my dad met her before he met my mom. My brother name is Grand, he is 19 years old. my dad had him when he was 16, which makes my dad 35. then he had me at 19. but thats a whole diff story. my brother is very handsome actually, and the bad part about that is he know's it but i love him, he kind of looks like tyga a lil. just a lot taller and buff.

 i was so deep in thought i hadnt even notice a car pull up in front of me.

"AYE.." the guy yelled.

"yes" i said a little above a whisper.

"you G's sister" he asked as he got out the car.

"y-yes.. why?" i asked getting a little paranoid because of Grand's line of work.

"he told me to pick you up.. he had to handle some business" he said opening the passenger door.

"h-hold o-on please" i spoke pulling out my phone to call my brother.

PHONE CONVO

"Boop"i spoke as the phone answered

"look cheeks, im sorry i couldnt come get you. i had to take care of some business, but my nigga should be their by now, im kick his a-" i cut him off

"he's here i just wanted to make sure he was with you" i asked

"smart girl.. yea he's good... tall black nigga"

"yup"

"okay i gotta g-go" he grunted... i know this nigga aint doing what i think.

"yea what ever" i said getting mad

"i love y-" i clicked the phone before he could finish.

END CONVO

i hopped in the car with black and he took me home.i thanked him and walked up to my beautiful home, i shared with my daddy. i walked in the door and hear music playing.

"daddy" i semi yelled walking through the door slinging my purse on the floor.

"baby girl is that you" i heard his deep voice boom

"yea where are you" i asked 

"kitchen" he stated. i walked to the kitchen and saw my daddy along with one of his hoes. yea thats right i said it one of them.

"hi shonda" i said a lil dry.

"hey girl" her ghetto voice rang out.

"hey daddy" i said kissing his cheek.

"hey baby.. how was work" he asked 

"um... g-good" i stumbled over my words

"dont lie to me Beau" damn he said my real name. he knew i was lying, but i aint care ima stick out my lie. i let out a sigh.

"daddy im not lying it was good, average." i said walking to the fridge. "how was your day"

"great" shonda said before he could answer. and he winked at her.

"ewww get a room" i scoffed

"dont tempt me" shonda spoke again

"just nasty" i said walking out the kitchen to go to my room. i walked up the stairs and walked in my room filled with trey songz and august alsina posters. i turn on the light and began to strip outta my clothes to get ready for shower. i put my hair in a messy bun and grabbed my towel and walked in the bathroom. and hopped in the shower. 

My dad is a retired kingpin so if your wondering thats how he can afford our nice house. and he owns about 3 clubs here in Orlando. When my brother turned 18 my dad passed the kingpin title to him, and from my knowledge my brother runs the game pretty good, i heard almost better than my father used to. My father was able to retire so early cause his dad was killed when he was 13 and he was able to run the game and start making money earlier than most. Now he just relaxes and deal with his two strip clubs and one main club, thats very popular. i know you guys are prolly wondering, why the hell do she work. well honestly it was just something to do for the summer since i have no friends. and it kinda just stuck with me, it felt good making and spending my own money, so i stayed. im gonna quit soon though, cause school started back about 2 months ago and its getting hard to do both. 

i walked out the bathroom from my 20 min shower and picked out some under wear and a sports bra. i also grabbed a big shirt from my brother room. yea he has a room here just in case he wants to stay the night. i mean why not, its damn near 8 bedrooms here. i went back down stairs to th kitchen and grabbed some leftovers from last night. i guess daddy took shaondah home, since there was no sign of them. i ate my food and headed back upstairs to catch some shut eye for monday morning... school :(. (PIC OF DADDY ON SIDE)

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