🔥⚠!Tw: Vulgar language, mentions of past experiences, body shaming, verbally putting someone down, violence, sex, and jail mentions! ⚠ 🔥
Working. In the new office across the street from my parent's house. I sighed and checked my watch. 6:00. Only thirty more minutes till I go home. This entire place was kinda rude to me. Everybody knew my family and everyone knew my mom was the neighborhood slut. I didn't care too much about it because my dad was great. He had a great job and he had an amazing kid (aka me). One young lady walked past my cubicle and whispered something to her friend. But I could tell that she was trying to piss me off with her sentence. '' Look at them, they look exactly like their mother,'' The lady gawked at her friend. I felt my hand ball up to a fist. Oh, she was going to get it. ''Yeah I know, but just a lot fatter,'' Her friend snickered. ''You shouldn't be talking, pig,'' I heard John say from his cubicle. The ladies growled under their breath. I snickered slightly. John Godfree. He was one of the managers in this shitty establishment. He and a handful of people didn't care about my background and I was grateful for that. ''It's not faulting they have such a horrible mother,'' The lady sipped her coffee. I closed my MacBook and turned to her. ''Listen, I know you have a shitty relationship with a fugitive but that doesn't mean to lash out at me,'' I started. The lady looked at me wide-eyed. Her friend covered her mouth. ''Like really it's real pathetic that you fell in love with such a guy, and you say I'm disgusting, take a look in a mirror for once,'' I scoffed packing up my briefcase. The lady had glossy eyes.
I walked out of my cubicle. I blew the lady a kiss, then flipped her off. John smirked and laughed. I walked proudly out of the office. I checked my watch and saw it was 6:29. Perfect. When I opened the front door of the office doors the warm air blew in. It was starting to cool down because it was turning night. I strutted over to my black corvette and opened the door. ''Where do you think you're going, whore?"I heard the lady from inside. I sighed and placed down my briefcase. I slipped over my light coffee-colored blazer and sat it on the hood. I turned to her. Man, when I tell you her face was pleasuring to see, I wouldn't be lyin'. I cracked my knuckles. '́'Whatcha' want?'' I asked tilting my head. ''You should keep my boyfriends name out of you're mouth, because something might happen to you,'' She spat at me. I chuckled and leaned on the door of my car. '' You think it's so fucking funny, whore,'' She went close to my face. '' Nah, Nah, I just think it's funny how you fuckin' think I care to flyin' fucks about you stupid sex life,'' I wiped my nose then pointed at her. '' Like honestly, I'm glad I get to work with you because I want to make sure you never try to fuck with me again, sweetie buns,'' I whispered while grinning.
She scream and lashed out at me trying to grab my face. I caught her fuckin' arm and shoved her to the freaking hood of my car. She shouted and started to cry. '' Wow, you want to pick a fight at me but you won't even complete it?'' I leaned down and gawked. She whimpered and moaned in pain. I sighed and let go of her. She crumpled to the ground. I rolled my eyes. I've dealt with a lot of people worst than her. This was honestly pathetic. I glanced down and softened my eyes. But I'm not gonna lie, I feel kinda bad for her. She has a broken home, her boyfriend is in and out of jail, and she comes from a broken home. Not saying my home is broken but her dad won't even try to help her with anything. Her mascara was running and leaving black streaks on her face from the tears she was shedding. I sighed as I was putting back on my blazer. I kneeled and took the handkerchief out of my pocket and started wiping the tears away (Also the mascara that was staining her face). She looked at me with such surprise it kinda was remarkable. ''There now you don't look like a hot mess,'' I said slipping my handkerchief back into my pocket. '' Now Jasmine,'' I said her name. '' I want you to respect yourself, dump your shitty ass boyfriend, and find someone who loves you that they want to marry you,'' I poked her left breast where her heart was.
She nodded quickly afraid that I might hurt her again. I stood up and unlocked my car. '' Oh and also,'' I started and I met her face in the review mirror of my car. ''Start respecting me, because let you off with a bruise next time, it won't just be a bruise,'' I opened my car door and climbed in. She sat there looking at me with wide eyes. I shut my door and put my car in direction. I pressed on the gas a little and I drove off.
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I didn't care about people who talk shit about me, but I did care when people talked shit about my dad. Kids back in middle school always talked shit of my dad. But they all ended up in the hospital. You can even ask Lovely, they were there just to help me along on. I was really happy to have a friend like them because they helped me with everything. But they were shit at math, and I was amazing at math so there was that. I also helped them to stand up for themselves. (Which they were shit at the time to do that). I always helped them out with sports as well. They were more of an inside kid, I was more an outside kid. I helped them a bunch in the gym back in the day. But now I don't even know where they are now. I tried a couple of days ago to reconnect again because they said they were going on a break for a while. I was getting stressed because well they're my bestie! How could I not worry about them? I squeezed the steering wheel just thinking maybe what happened to them. I gulped down the knot in my throat. I aimed my eyes at my briefcase and bit my bottom lip. I left them two messages saying ́and I quote;
'Hope you're doing just fine, hope you're having a great break, Love u bestie <3'
I don't really know why they haven't answered my text messages, maybe just because they're busy? I don't know all I know is that needed a break and I'm going to let them have a break. I was right outside Dhalia and it was a small house: one main room, one guest room, two bathrooms (one on the top floor on the bottom floor), a decent kitchen, mudroom/ sunroom, and a good living room. I drove into my driveway and turned off the car. I sat in my car and leaned my head back kinda on the headrest. I closed my eyes for a moment and breathed and even rhythm. I gripped my pants and tried to calm myself and my thoughts. Then my phone buzzed. My eyes shot open and I took my head off the headrest. Then the contacts said
'Bestie Lovely 😇'
I gasped and felt my eyes tear up. I grabbed my phone and answered. '' Hey bestie,'' I heard their voice ring over the phone. '' Lovely,'' I smiled the biggest smile I've done in a while. '' Hey, how have you been?''They asked shuffling in their seat. '' I could tell they were in a car. '' I've been just fine, now how have you been?'' I asked smiling my fucking face off. '' I've been decent, but I have to tell you something when I get to your house,'' They said swallowing and gasping after they finished talking. I sat there for a moment and I open my car door. '' Okay, okay I'll be here and I'll have some of your favorite tea,'' I grabbed my briefcase and shut my car door with my foot. They laughed. They were smiling widely I could just tell. '' What would I ever do without you?'' They asked jokingly. '' Well flunk your math test,'' I smiled a mischievous grin. They made an offensive noise. I cackled while I was unlocking the door to my home. I wiped the fake tears from my eyes. ''And you'd still be in college,'' I fake sniffled. ''Shut up, you stultus,'' They groaned. They still know some Latin. I laughed and closed the door behind me. '' Well, I'll see you soon, love you bestie!'' I exclaimed.
They laughed and responded in Latin. ''Amo te quoque amicissimum'' They giggled. Then they hung up. I sat my briefcase down on the table and started making the tea. After a couple of months haven't seen my best friend I was finally going to see them again. I felt like I was going to explode with happiness. I threw my blazer on the couch and then I cuffed up my white dress shirt. I smiled and kissed my dog on the head. He was a pretty old dog but I loved him to death. His name was Jesus because it was my dead best friend's name. And I got my dog the day he passed away. My dog was a great dane and he was brown just like my friend's hair color. He followed me to the kitchen. I crouched down and held his face. '' My bestie is back, you wanna see Lovely,'' I said their nickname. Then Jesus barked and licked my face. '' Yeah, yeah, I wanna see them two, but have to prepare some stuff though,'' I said in my baby voice. Jesus huffed and went over to his bed and picked up Lovely's bandanna. He's kept it safe ever since Lovely left. I wiped my face with a towel to get his slobber off my face.
Jesus brought it to me and dropped it on the ground. I placed tea bags in a cup and I put the kettle on. Jesus whined and waved his paw in the air. I looked down and smiled. I leaned down and grabbed the bandanna. It was white tulips with a little bit of yellow in the middle. It totally matched them, perfect. I knew everybody had faults but to me, they barely had any. I kissed Jesus's nose. '' Thank you for keeping this safe this means a lot to them,'' I did in my baby voice again. He barked and stuck his tongue out. I laughed and kissed his nose again. I walked over to my fridge and took out some strawberries and blueberries. They always liked these fruits. Or maybe they don't and they have different tastes. I say them on the counter and turned on the water. I ran the strawberries underneath the water a couple of times. then next the blueberries. SCREECH! Went the kettle, I wiped my hand off on my towel and I threw it over my shoulder. I got a potholder and turned off the stove. I grabbed the kettle and poured it into the cups then I placed it back on the stove. I sat the cups down on the table, I went back into the kitchen to get some sugar cubes and honey. Jesus was close on my heels. I got them and I stepped over Jesus. '' Move old man,'' I chuckled a little. Jesus huffed and lid down next to the front door waiting for Lovely. I placed the sugar cubes and honey down. And I sat there in my chair waiting for them to arrive.
Done!
Holy shit this is over 2000 words, good lord. Anyways hoped Y'all enjoyed Bye!