Stone is nowhere to be seen when I wake up. I groan in frustration and slump on the bed again. It’s so hard to help him and I’m done doing that. I just met him today so I don’t understand why I’m inclined to help him.
I reach for my backpack and take out my 'Moby Dick.’ This is what is supposed to keep me busy until in the evening. I’m doing night shift today.
Fuck!
I can’t concentrate. I keep thinking about Stone and whether he is safe. What is he up to out there? Where is he? I thought we agreed he should stay at my place and I will help him get a job?
I toss the novel into the backpack and decide to take a shower. Maybe I should head for Lex early today. I might bump into him. I might make extra money too.
I settle for baggy blue rugged jeans and a white T-shirt. The pair of canvas doesn’t change because it’s the only one I have.
I toss a joint into the backpack and leave the house. I decide to walk. Maybe I will bump into him somewhere in the streets.
He reminds me of Jim. That’s why I feel inclined to help him. Maybe I should look for Jim. I looked for him and gave up but this time round I’m not giving up. He is somewhere, probably needs my help like Stone so I will do anything to help him.
I walk into Lex after thirty minutes of walking. The place looks deserted, except for few customers. Anyway, people rarely drink during the day. This is the place that is filled with people in the evening.
“Need your help Frankie.” That’s Sera. She looks terrible.
“Damn! You look like shit itself.” I laugh leaning against the bar counter.
“I feel like shit but don’t rub it in my face.”
“What’s up? Your girl is here to help.”
“I have been working since night. Haven’t slept and I’m damn tired. You can help?”
“You want to sleep?”
“Yes and there is this dude I’m meeting. Was wondering how I should do that.”
“Don’t worry. Your girl has you covered.”
“Thanks Frankie. I will make it up to you soon.”
“Let me grab my apron and get to work.” I disappear into the changing room and put my backpack in my locker. I put on the apron and walk back to the bar.
“Great. A double shot of tequila on that table at the corner.” I follow her eyes to a table with a man whose face is in his hands.
I watch him rub his face furiously and shrug.
“This one is going through a crisis.” I comment.
“That’s why he needs the double. Start with that.” She smiles and disappears into the back room.
“A double shot of tequila Tim.”
“So you ain’t going to say hi?” he asks pouring the tequila into the glass.
“Must I?”
“Of course.” He grins.
“You should go to hell.” I take the glass and walk to the table. His face is still in his hands and he looks lost in thought.
“Here is your tequila sir.” I say humbly placing the glass on the table.
“Thanks.” He raises his face to look at me and I come across the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.
Damn!
He is cute.
No. Not cute but handsome. There is a difference between the two, right?
I look at his hair and squirm a bit. I can do him any time. Not a long lasting thing but a one night stand. I can prove to my colleagues they are wrong once and for all.
Wait.
I’m crazy, right? This guy would never sleep with me, leave alone look at me twice.
“That will be all.” He startles me from my reverie making me look down in embarrassment.
“Okay.” I turn to walk away. This is so embarrassing. What was I even thinking.
The fuck.
“Wait.” The husky voice makes me turn again. I look at him but he gives me a disinterested look and gestures to the empty glass.
“Double shots.” He orders and buries his face on his phone.
Well. That’s rude.
Get a grip Frankie. That’s what other customers do. You are here to serve not to socialize.
My subconscious reprimands me making me scurry to the counter.
“Another double shot of tequila.” I tell Tim absent mindedly.
“Dude really drowned them?”
“Yap.” I say looking away.
“if you do him I will pay you Frankie.”
“You are such a dick.” I glare at him.
“I’m serious. This one looks different. We are used to seeing crazy dudes here.”
“What’s different? His hair ?”
“No. Just something else. ”
“Kinda."
“Think about it. Do him like the other guys and will give you fifty dollars.”
“Add some dollars there and I will.”
“Nope. Fifty.”
“As I said before, you can go to hell.” I snap and start walking away.
“Okay. Seventy.”
“Hundred.”
“Eighty.”
“Hundred Tim. Either that or there is no bet.”
“Okay. Hundred.” He smiles. “I will need evidence.”
“On it.” I smile and walk back to the guy with the double shots.
“Here sir.” I place the glass before him and begin to walk away.
I can’t approach this one. Can I?
He is definitely not my type. Tim was right. Who would want a tomboy anyway? I’m used to other people but this one is on another level. He looks disinterested.
Okay.
Here is something about the Lex club.
It is cheap and most of the customers are the middle-class or the low-class like me so he is definitely one of us but still?
I can’t approach him. I should rethink my approach method and approach him then I will win the bet. Hundred dollars is a lot of money for me. It’s not every time one comes across some free cash.
“Can I get the whole bottle?”
“It’s a bit expensive sir.”
“I’m the one who is paying not you.” He snaps making me scurry away to get him the whole bottle.
“Tough, right tommie?” Tim calls me that sometimes.
“He needs the whole bottle.”
“And can he afford it or we will have to call the cops?”
“I guess he can afford.”
“Let’s hope so.” He hands me the whole bottle. I walk back to his table and place the bottle on the table.
“How much do you charge tomboy?”
“Charge for what?”
“For sex or do you do girls?”
“I hope you are comfortable sir. I will wait on another table.” I say looking around.
This is uncomfortable for me. I don’t know why because I’m used to this. Maybe I’m just a dumbass who doesn’t want money.
Here is the deal. I don’t do it for money. I do it to prove to people that they are wrong about me. Doing it for money makes me a whore but who am I?
I’m one anyway. I sleep with different men and that explains the pack of condoms in my bag but in this case, I can’t do it. It’s uncomfortable for me.
“All the customers have been served. We can bang and I will pay you. You don’t charge a lot. People from this place don’t charge a lot.” He looks serious. No smiling. No grinning.
“I can’t do that sir.”
“Why? Because you are into girls?”
“Nope.”
“Yes tomboy. You are into girls and if not into girls then you will accept my offer.” He leans back on the seat and places his finger on his chin giving me a long look.
“I'm not a whore.” I snort glaring at him.“No one said you are.”“Paying me for sex insinuates that.”“Just wanna feel how a tomboy tastes like.”“If you don’t need anything else, I will leave.” He is starting to irritate me.“I need something else tomboy.”“I’m Frankie sir. It’s on my tag.” I say showing him the name tag.“I know. I can see that.” Some nerve he has.“Good.” I turn to leave.“Not done asking for what I need.”“What!” I snap turning to look at him. I shouldn’t be rude at the customers but this one is really getting on my nerves. I’m trying to be nice to him.Yeah. This is me being nice. When I decide to explode I will be fired so I rather play it cool.“No way to talk to customers. I want you tomboy. Just one round and we will be done.”“I’m not doing that.” I turn to leave again.“Bring me water.” I shut my eyes trying not to snap at him. I open them, calm this time round and give him a smile.“Right away.”I walk to the counter and take a sharp breathe. He is so e
Frankie.” Sera is still calling after me.”“Stay here.” I tell her and run after Stone who is really fast. I feel the need to protect him so I won’t let the mob hurt him.“What the hell Stone?” I shout after him.“Fuck! Just go away.” He shouts still running. I’m now closing in on him.“No way.” I grab his hand when I catch up with him. “Follow me.” I run towards an abandoned alley with him trailing behind me.“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I ask once I’m sure no one is following us.“Needed some cash tomboy. The lady was careless with her phone and I had to take it.”We are now leaning against the wall, breathing fast.“So you are going to sell it?”“Yap. That’s what we do.” He says and looks at the distant.“You need to stop this.”“You ain’t my momma.” He snaps.“I have saved your ass you fucker. You should be grateful.” I snap back at him.“Thank you but I don’t need you to take care of me.”“You do.” I take my cap off and hand it to him. “Here. You will be less noticeable.”“
He gives me a kiss and pulls out, lying next to me. He pulls me to him and kisses my hair, something that comes as a surprise. I didn’t expect it.“So tomboy, tell me about yourself.”“I'm not telling you anything.”“You don’t want to or you have nothing to say.”“Both options apply. I don’t know your name so you are not supposed to know anything about me.” I unwrap myself from him and walk to the bathroom to freshen up.“You can’t know my name.” He shouts from the bed.“You can’t know about me either .” I shout back trying to straighten my hair. Damn! It’s hard and doesn’t work. I groan and walk back to the room. His eyes don’t leave mine as I dig out a comb from my backpack.“You amaze me.”“Do I now?”“Very. You have nice hair and a very nice body. Why do you cover it with a cap? Why do you cover your body with these baggy jeans ?” he asks gesturing at my clothes.“Because I want to. Because it’s what satisfies me.” I answer not daring to look at him.“You are one hell of a myst
“Jim?” I widen my eyes moving closer to him.“I’m not Jim. I told you I’m Stone.” He opens his eyes and they are soft, looking at me with confusion written all over them.“You are Jim. You called the name Isa.”“It’s a random name.”“We both know that’s a lie.”“And you are Frankie not Isa.”“My real name is Isa and you are my brother.”“Fuck Isa.” He groans shutting his eyes again.“See? You called me Isa again .”“Yeah.”“Why did you hide that you are Jim from me?”“Because this,” he looks around pointing at himself and the bed. “Is what I don’t want. I don’t want you to take care of me Isa. That’s what you are doing.”“Yeah. Because I want to. No one is forcing me to.” I move closer and take his hands in mine.“When I saw you at Lex, the urge to help you overcrowded me. There was that sudden feeling I got and compared you to Jim. I will help you Jim. My place is small but I’m waiting for another job and we will move to a better place.”“I should be the one doing that Isa. I’m the
I raise my brows at her.“What’s this?” I ask raising the piece of paper.“Was told to give it to you my some gentle man.” “Whom?” I ask looking around. There is no sign of the weirdo so I wonder who it is.Of course I do. He must be hiding somewhere. Otherwise, no one else knows me in this hotel.“He left. I will leave.” She smiles and walks away.“Having secret admirers here?” Sera asks with a grin.“Oh please Sera! With this tomboy look? You think anyone would fall for this?” I chuckle pointing at myself.“Yes. You are so beautiful. You just need to lose the tomboy look and every man will go crazy.”“It’s never going to happen Sera. I love my look so cut it.”“If you say so.” She shrugs. “I don’t mind giving you a make over though.”“I said you should cut it.” I snap at her making her laugh.“Okay. Open it or you will never know who sent that.” She urges me on.“Cool.” I open the paper and catch a whiff of some cologne. It’s a sweet scent and I’m sure it’s some expensive shit.“M
Sera walks to me and props her elbows on the bar counter, giving me a suspicious look. Tim sees it and moves closer.“What?” I ask her rolling my eyes. Can’t believe I’m doing this. It’s like her. She is used to that and hanging out with her makes me do that I guess. Something I shouldn’t be doing. As I said, it’s for the divas like her.“What’s going on?”“With what? Told you we will talk.”“Not that and don’t bullshit me bitch. What’s up with the guy at Trust?”“He is a guy I know from somewhere.”“Doesn’t feel like so. Have you two banged?” “Tomboy got smashed?” Tim grins propping his elbows on the counter.“Just shut up Tim. This is a girl’s talk.”“Frankie shouldn’t be counted as a girl. She is a tomboy. Where is your cap by the way? Must admit you look good this way. You have great hair.”“Just fuck off Tim! If you don’t want me to wring your neck just fuck off!” I snap and look at Sera. “Nothing happened.”“Really? Because he is here and he can’t get his eyes off you. You shou
I wake up feeling like crap. Don’t know why because I slept well last night. I turn on the bed and Jim is still asleep, snoring softly. This warms my heart and I know I will do anything to help him. That’s what mum would want, right?I push the quilt off me and step out of bed with a groan. The distribution starts today and I can’t afford to be late. I’m covering night shift today so it’s no big issue.I walk to the small closet and settle for black jeans and a white crop top. I have to look good today and these are the best clothes I have in my collection. Can I really call it a collection? Nope. I need clothes. Once I get enough money, my life is going to change.I look at myself in the mirror and force a smile. Everything is going to be okay soon. I know that. I can feel that. I owe it to mum to make everything work for Jim and I.I unhook my towel from the door and step out slowly, careful not to wake Jim up. I’m not calling him Stone anymore. He is Jim from now on. I walk into
TREYI swing tomboy's cap in my hands and slump on the bed. I take a long look at it, trying to think of a reason I have it in the first place.How do I describe her? I don’t know much about her but she is reserved. There is something going on in her life and she is trying to mask it with the tomboy look.Even so?She is beautiful. Never seen such a beautiful woman before. No matter what she wears, no matter how baggy her jeans are, how hard she tries to cover her hair, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.Her body?How do I describe it? She has a great body, an awesome figure which drives me crazy when I remember it.The problem is, I haven’t seen her smiling even once. Something is wrong. I’m trying to figure it out but she is rude and arrogant and won’t let me in. Why do I care? What’s happening to me? She was a casual hook up who I shouldn’t be thinking about but here we are again.Same story. Same girl. Same beautiful girl who won’t leave my mind and I can’t do anyt