Can my English get worse in this chapter, I don't think that's possible but we could go for a new record :3c
Hope you enjoy! More to come soon!
It had been a week since the first encounter with Dave and Sierra at the club, and I was slowly easing back into my daily life of;
Waking up
Buying coffee
Heading to my job at the music store
Drinking my coffee
Burning the roof of my mouth
Dying a little inside as I realize I still have over 4 hours of work
Pissing away the last 2 hours of work looking at guitars on the computer instead of fixing the guitars at the music shop where I work
Now, I don't claim to be the most amazing person when it comes to carrying out simple tasks. I wont sit here and say how I could win an Olympic gold medal in getting my work done, because I'd be lying. The truth is, I'm still not use to working simple jobs and completing simple tasks that any everyday Joe would be able to do because all of my solutions use to involve;
Shooting someone
Stabbing someone
Burning someone
Dropping a giant metal ball on someone
Crushing someone with their boyfriends car
Running someone over
Now, I might be exaggerating a bit when I say that my solutions consisted of those few things I listed. I was certainly in a gang years ago- And I did a lot of bad things and got into a lot of fights- But most of the illegal things I did consisted of stealing and hacking. I mostly got a name for myself in my old gang for just being good with guitars, trucks and people.
I'm a people person, What can I say?
But I did get into a lot of fights- I was very confrontational and, to be honest, I don't think that will ever rub off.
I've lived this life for too long and don't really want to change. I like being intimidating.
I think it makes me sexy.
" Sup, doof." Hayley choked out from the donut crammed in her mouth. Her hand whacked against the back of my skull and sent tingles up and down all throughout my body as if I had just been shocked by the gayest of all lightning bolts.
I mean, could you blame me?
Head to toe, She looked like a unicorn barfed up a rainbow on her.
It was tacky and clashing- But she was my tacky, clashing best friend.
" Now, I love you Hayley- But you know you can't be harassing me at work." I spoke quietly, hoping my manager wouldn't come by and think I was making some kind of crazy scheme, " Chris already dislikes me enough- and no offense but you're not the most well-spoken gal in Steelport."
" Baby, Everyone here loves me." She smirked, pulling the donut apart. She tossed a few smaller pieces in her mouth and then offered me half which, after seeing the lip-gloss stained into the icing and the saliva down the sides where she had been holding it in her mouth, I generously passed.
" Whaddya want? Do you need clothes money?"
" Jack, Do you think I just come to you for money?" She looked at me in horror. " I... could use a twenty though. B-But that's not the point! Look, There's gonna be a crazy awesome party tomorrow night and-"
" No, Hayley."
" But-" She stammered and stared at me, her face displayed forty expressions of disgust all at once. " Cmon- It's gonna be so awesome, Jack!"
" Hayley- I have a job. Ya know, that thing that pays for our apartment? If I could just go gallivanting around like you and Sierra I totally would but ONE of us needs to have a steady income so we're NOT on the streets. Besides, I can't call out tomorrow night- I already took two days off. They'd kill me if I called out for a third."
" Why don't you just get someone to cover? pleaseee" she whined, " I really want you to come- It'll be so much fun!"
I groaned and looked at my schedule.
" I work until nine pm tomorrow- Will I make it in time after nine?"
" Baby- You think the party would be over bye nine? Girl, you funny- What kind of parties do you go to where they're over at nine?"
" The kind that doesn't have an illegal abortion clinic and strip club conjoined in the back?"
" That was one party and that was back in Stilwater. We're in Steelport. Totally different." She crossed her arms tightly and grinned down at me. " so that means you WILL come, right?"
" That means I'll try and come but no promises!"
" That's all I needed to hear!" She giggled and skipped to the side of my desk, looking at the few guitars hanging on the wall. " You think Sierra would like if I bought her one of these?"
" Sierra knows how to play guitar?" I stared in shock. Maybe that girl wasn't totally useless after all like I initially thought. How awful of me.
" No, She could probably use it for a DIY thing though. Bedazzle it. OH galaxy guitar would be SO in."
She's as useless as I thought.
" You are not bedazzling or galaxy-ing one of my guitars unless you're gonna play it."
" What do you care? I'd still be giving you money for it. What I do with it once I give you the money is my own decision." She grinned evilly.
" That's if you had the money." I laughed, " Miss 'I could use a twenty'"
She strummed the strings of the guitar before her and laughed heavily, staring back at me now.
Before long Hayley had left the store and it was dead- again.
I swear this store NEVER gets any customers- I don't even know why I bother working here. I mean- Other than it's one of the only stores that I would be qualified to be working at what with no college and only being good with music.
Hooray for me!
I sat in my seat, feet up on the counter, as I checked my phone. I continued scrolling through the various images and posts on my app and after finding nothing of even slight relevance or interest to me, I closed out and locked my phone before shoving it back into my pocket.
I quickly looked to the computer to my right to check the time and it was finally just about time for me to start locking up.
" Make sure you lock both doors, Jack." My manager called as he left the building to his car.
I hated him.
" Yep- Got it Chris... Jack ass..." I huffed under my breath.
I made my way to the front door now.
I peered out as I went to lock it, Key jammed tightly into keyhole, to notice people on the street still.
I mean, It wasn't super late.
It was only Ten o'clock.
But in this neighborhood I was surprised to see anyone on the street. However, The surprise didn't last long. My eyes focused sharply on the reddish-pink star insignia on one of the men's blazers and I soon realized who it was.
" It would be the damn Morning Star..." I sighed heavily.
I closed the door ever so quietly and locked in, before tip toeing back to the counter to log out of the computer and get my bag and keys.
Why were the Morning Star out so late? I knew the Saints had made their way over to Steelport recently- but I didn't think anything would escalate this fast.
Then again, it was rumored Johnny died.
If they were taking the fight to the Morning Star, Maybe I should help them again?
" No, Jack." I thought to myself. " Do that and you'll get yourself killed." I continued to think as I went out the back door to the parking lot. I locked the door behind me and quickly made my way to my car. Luckily for me I had gotten rid of everything purple I had owned- Well... besides my hair.
I buckled up my seat belt and turned my car on. I shifted and pulled out of the parking lot and drove down the street slowly.
I watched as the gangsters flooded the streets like urchins.
They weren't bothering me, So I didn't intend to draw more attention to myself.
However, I was still curious.
The city was becoming more and more unsafe and I couldn't help shake the feeling this would be Stilwater all over again.
I now finally made it to my apartment and pulled up to the parking garage. I parked my car and quickly made my way to the front door. However strange it may had seem that Hayleys car wasn't here at this time of night, I didn't actually notice. I was too determined to make my way inside.
Once the door was unlocked I threw it open and jolted inside before slamming it hard right behind me.
The lights were out.
Right, Hayley isn't home.
I flicked on the light to the living room and walked in.
I kicked off my shoes, threw my navy blue hoodie onto the seat beside me, Plopped down onto the sofa and flicked the TV on.
A long, humming sigh escaped me as I sunk deeply into the couch.
" Where are you Hayley?" I spoke softly, my eyes peering out the window as each car passed by.
Believe it or not, She was a smart girl. I knew she'd be fine- but I always figured I was the strongest out of all of us. All our friends in general- I always made it my duty to keep everyone safe the best I could. When things fell apart back in Stilwater with Carlos and Aisha- as well as several as our other friends- I lost some of that motivation.
I've gotten it back now. All of what happened back then is in the past and if the Boss could come to terms with it, So could I. If the Boss could keep staying strong and keep together, I could protect my friends still.
My thoughts continued to carry on until I was in a deep sleep.
My dream was odd.
It was unreal. I heard voices and pictures contorted. Disembodied voices I couldn't identify and faces I couldn't make out.
I woke up at about five in the morning, throat dry.
The first thing I did was look out the window.
My eyes were greeted with Hayley's car parked in the driveway.
She had been home.
That was good.
I got up off the sofa and walked towards her room. I cracked the door open and saw her and Sierra fast asleep.
I wont lie, a smile escaped me as I closed the door and went to my room to get more rest.
I crawled into bed and threw the covers over my head, kicking my pants to the floor. Safe and sound in my own room now. Hayley was home and so was Sierra.
Yet for some reason I still felt so lonely.
The Saints were now in Steelport- and although I knew they were here on business, It should've made me feel better knowing I had even more friends in Steelport now- But I didn't.
I felt lonely.
I never, in my life, felt this awful before- and I don't know why. Things never seemed to drag on and on with boredom like they do now.
I never felt this pathetically alone.
Not when my mom left me as a child.
Not when my dad died when I was 17, Or when I ended up living on the streets for a year.
Even when my brother moved away a few years ago- My only family left was gone yet I still never felt lonelier than I do now.
If anything I had more people around me then I ever had so what was missing?
As I picked up my phone lying on the nightstand beside me to check how long I had been aimlessly lying in my bed in hopes of falling asleep, A text appeared on the screen.
My eyes opened wide and I jolted up right in bed, Covers flying off me.
Dave: Hey, You still up? 5:43am