Chapter 10
I arrive at home. Its about 2.00am. Brick is still up. He's watching something on TV. Well, he isn't, he's staring out the window.
I welcome him by carefully clogging over towards the sofa, taking his face in my hands and pulling him to face me, and kissing him deeply n the lips, biting his lip gently.
His eyes close, showing he's pleasured, which makes me happy. I want him to know I'm always gonna be his.
"You're back." He says as I let go of his lip.
"Yeah."
He takes my arm and pulls me onto the sofa next to him. "Tell me all about. Was it embarrassing? Did it hurt? Did any of them hurt you?"
"God, sounds like the night I lost my virginity, getting grilled by Buttercup and Bubbles." I groan.
"That was one fine night." Brick says. "But anyway, how was it?"
"Well, it was, weird. I had two runs. The first one, you won't believe who it was."
"Who was it? It wasn't one of my brothers was it!" He says desperately.
"Hell no! God, I'd have to turn that down! Plus, they'd have dragged me to you then took us both home! No, it was worst."
Brick had an idea of who it was, but he didn't wanna say in case it was true. "Who was it?"
"Tom."
Brick sat back. His face was a picture of shock and anger.
"Tom." He asked, as if he was double-checking. I nod slowly.
"He, he screwed you. He paid, for sex from you? He did my wife for money!"
"Brick I'm sorry. He paid me $600, that's the only reason why I did it."
"600 dollars?"
I nod. "I cried the whole time." He rubs my thigh.
"I got a thousand the whole night. Our rents paid!"
"A thousand? That's good, that's real good. But, we're still in debt."
"What?" he passes me a couple more of the white slips. They also have eviction notice plastered over them. It says we're $4500 over due! "Ohmygod!"
"I know. So, if that's ok with you? You really really don't have to, but if you're ok with it, would you be able to keep it up? For like, the rest of the week or something. I mean, you say the word, and it ends. I mean that, trust."
I guess so, we're soo over due in debt! And, well, I'll get used to it.
"That's fine."
"Really?" I nod.
He hugs me closely.
"So, how'd ya next customer go?" Brick asked quietly.
"He was old enough to be my dad! Actually, he probably was the same age! It was, gross." I say, getting a bit carried away at how much he made my skin crawl.
I couldn't let Brick know to how horrible it was, when I was the one who agreed to carry it on.
"That's gross. You had to pleasure some pervy old guy. I'm soo sorry its come to this. When I said we should run, I never thought we'd be like this. "
"Its not your fault! We're both in this together!" I give him a hug. "I'm gonna get to bed, I got morning shift at 11 tomorrow." I give him another kiss, and get up and get changed into my nightie, cuddle up in our duvet, and sleep.
The next day…
I can feel Brick cuddling me, his body enlaced in mine. Its weird. I've never felt so at one with someone. We're soo different. Everything says we shouldn't be together. Like the opposites we are, and the family not agreeing, and the villain vs hero thing. But it doesn't even bother us. We love each other sooo much, and that's all that matters.
Hes lucky, he gets a lie in. He goes into work at about 4 I think, I got an hour till I gotta be in at 11.
I slide up, trying my best not to wake him up, and trudge through to the kitchen/diner/living room.
I open the fridge. Theres four eggs, an open milk carton thats probably stale, an unopened packet of bacon (that is in date), a closed carton of milk, a almost empty jar of jam, some butter, some cheese, some beans (why they are in the fridge I don't know), two chocolate bars, some nuts, and 7 bottles of alcohol (Brick must have nicked them from the casino).
Does everything have to be stored in the fridge?
I look in a cupboard next to the fridge. Theres some cereal, some bread, some biscuits, some crisps, and some of those chocolate biscuit bars.
I take the cereal and pour the minimum of milk onto it.
After eating, I get into my work uniform and brush through my hair, putting it up (and when I say work uniform, I don't mean a micro mini, belly top/bikini top and boots, I mean my toga thing which evidently, is a mini skirt and a tiny top).
When I glance at the clock, its 10.30. Half an hour to spend some time with my hubby! Well, at least 20 minutes!
Brick is still sleeping soundly. I can't wake him up. He stayed up as late as I did last night, he should have some rest.
I decide to give him a few more minutes, and I go into the fridge and take the almost empty jar of jam. I take a knife and lick out most of the rest, and wash it out. It will be our debt jar.
I take the $1000 I got last night, put $900 in, then put the rest in my hand bag. I'll get some groceries on the way home. It'll be nice to have more then 20 bucks to spend on us for the week.
I head to the bedroom, and plant a kiss on Brick's cheek. He moves a bit, but is still soundo. So I give him a deeper kiss. Its like kissing a dead person. Yuck.
I kiss him a peck on the cheek, grab a receipt I find on the floor, right that ive gone to work then the groceries, then I'll be home, then I leave for work.
R&R!
Short, but hopefully sweet! Sorry for the total lack of updates!