I am cleaning some tables as I look at the clock on the wall, and it reads ten clock. Only two more hours until I'm out of here! I'm doing a happy dance inside my head. I can go home and jump in my bed. So I can sleep off this shitting week off. It's been a hell of week. First my boyfriend for year thought it would be good idea dump me on my birthday. On the other hand I bet he didn't remember it was my birthday.
Then I got lucky that I just made my rent this month. Then just rude people at this fucking job. Sometimes I wish I'd never moved to New York and just stayed in my one horse town.
After cleaning the table and putting dishes in the back I realize that only thirty minutes have passed. So I sit the bar and pull out my notebook to start writing away at my book. I am hoping to get this done by the end of year and get it published. I've been working on it since I got out of school, almost two years ago. I was hard at work and didn't hear Molly sit down next to me.
"Still working on that thing?"
"Yup," I announce making sure to pop the "p."
"When are you going getting done with it? I mean you've been working on that since you started here."
"I hoping for the end of this year, but even if I finish it, it doesn't mean it will get published."
"From what I've read over your shoulder. It's pretty good doll." She smiles as she walks away. Molly is a forty-three years old with two kids. She works here to make little more money for her family. She has always been nice to me. Even though she is in her forties she still looks good for her age. She has short blonde hair and is a little on the big side.
"Doll you have people sitting in your area!" Molly yelled to me.
I look at the clock; I have about an hour left. I hope these people eat fast; I just want to go home and sleep. I walked out and saw it was two men. One tall and muscular, but lean, with honey blond hair that falls just above his collar. The other man very tall and burly, yet handsome with dimples on his smiling face and slightly curly, dark brown hair that almost looks black. The dark hair one was really cute even if he was not really the kind of guy I go for.
I walk up to them, "Hello I'm Bella, how can I help two guys tonight?"
"Where is Amy she always works Saturday night," the blonde haired one asked.
Amy had been the one who'd worked her the longest. "Oh umm, she no longer works here. She moved to Florida to be with family about two weeks ago Sir. I can get you someone else if you want," I offer hoping they don't want to switch, I really need the money.
"No sweetheart it fine. I'll have a coke and cheeseburger." the darker headed one said with a smile that really made his dimples pop. Oh fuck kills me now!
"I'll have the same."
After their food was done I walked it over to them. I heard little what they were talking about.
"Boss, we are doing everything we can on this." the blonde one said. I guess he work for the big guy then.
"I don't give a shit. I want eyes on that dickhead. The first wrong move he makes .he is going to fucking die and I'll do it myself." Mr. Dimples hiss to the blonde. Wow remembers me to stay on his god side.
"Here you guys go." I said putting the food on their table. "Anything else I can get you?"
"No we are fine sweetheart." Mr. Dimples said to me. I started to walk away when he calls out, "Wait!" I turn around and walk back over.
"Yes Sir?" I said with a cute smile. Hey I'll do anything for a good tip.
"Don't call me Sir that's my father. The name is Emmett," He smiled. Wow those dimples are really turning me on.
"Okay how can I help you Emmett?"
"Are you new? I haven't seen you around before." He ask putting ketchup on his burger.
"Oh well I usually work in the day shift but because Amy left they moved me to the night shift."
"Well pretty girl like you shouldn't be working this late. There are very bad people out there."
"Well you're out late. Does that mean you're a bad guy," I ask. Trying to be cute.
He just gave me a smiled and before he could say anything to my comment my boss calls me into his office. As I headed toward him I could tell he wasn't too happy. What the fuck did I do now?
"Hey Sam is something wrong, " I ask him.
"Kind of Bella, Liz just called; she has to leave town for two weeks for some family thing. I know you want more hours so I was wondering if would take over her hours?"
"That I mean I have to work doubles some days huh?"
He just gave me a sorry nod. "Fine, but tell her she owes me big time for this Sammy boy." As I walked out I heard him laughing.
I walk to see if Mr. Dimples and Mr. Blondie need anything and they were gone. I walked over to the table to clean it and I almost shit myself. There was hundred dollar bill on the table and note with it.
"I never got to answer your question. I'm only a bad guy to the people that deserve it. - Emmett"
I put the note and money into my pocket and I had a smile on my face rest of the night. I really hope that Emmett comes back some time soon…