'' Maria?'' I heard my boss's voice from behind me. I turn my head and lift it a bit to see that plump middle-aged man staring down at me with worries in his eyes. '' Why is Lara not here yet? '' he frowns '' She is running late again ''
'' I am not so sure Mr James '' I responded and went back to arranging the fridge, taking off the expired stuff and replacing it with new ones.
'' She is making you overwork again today, for Goodness sake, you have been working all morning while she is at who knows where?'' He began to nag again. I hate it when he nags, especially when it involves Lara. He ends up comparing the both of us which is becoming really disturbing. I don't want to have relationship problems with Lara. '' Only the lord knows where she is now and what excuse she would...'' I caught him off
'' aaa... Mr James '' I stood up, facing him. '' I think, I heard her saying that her mother is ill and she would be taking her to the hospital today '' I spoke, coming up with an excuse with a smile '' I guess that is why she is running late." He remained silent for a while. Staring at me like a puzzle. Trying to figure out if I was telling a lie or not. But that will remain a mystery.
'' you are trying to cover for her aren't you? '' an eyebrow raised
'' Oh come on.. why will I do that'' I said as I walked past him, holding the basket in one hand. '' I am certain that is what she said '' giving a slight nod. I made my to the counter, placing the basket on the floor beside me. I lift my head to see him staring at me '' I am serious Mr James '' after a while of silence
'' Ok... I will take your word...when she comes in send her to my office." I nodded with a smile and watched him walk away. My smile vanished. With Mr James gone, I finally have enough space to get mad at Lara for being late again. Once again I am going to be late for my other job.
30 minutes passed. Lara. A blond, 5feet 11 tall teenage girl runs in panting heavily. '' Hh.. sorry, I am so sorry '' apologizing '' I am so, so sorry '' I didn't have the time to get mad at her. What has happened has happened. Getting mad at her will only be a waste of my own time
'' No worries, I got to go '' getting out of the counter in a hurry '' I told boss that you took your sick mum to the hospital '' I spoke quickly while I grabbed my bag and hurried out of the convention store
'' thank you '' she yelled after me but I didn't respond. I have no time for that. I have to get to my next job.
No time. Time is the most valuable thing for people like me in this world, time and money. Why is time the most valuable? As someone who comes from a very poor background, I needed time to make money and I need time to study to keep the good grades but there is not enough, there is never enough.
I hurried into the club, rushed to the locker room and changed into my uniform. A white shirt and a black mini skirt. Touched my face with makeup and packed my hair in a messy bond. I then hurried to the bar and the moment I got there '' You are late!!'' My superior, Vanessa, spoke angrily
'' Ammm... sorry... I have no excuse '' flashing a smile '' she remained quiet and stared at me deeply '' I am so sorry '' with guilt in my voice, her expression soften
'' I can't even get mad at you '' she rolled her eyes '' Anyway'' she turns to the side '' we got VIP guests. Thank goodness you are here, you are coming with me ''
'' Yes ma '' smiling, I nod obediently.
The VIP obviously wasn't just any VIP. I notice this because we had to go down to the store to get fresh expensive Wine and they had a private room. I followed Vanessa behind, holding the wine bottles as we took the stairs up. Not asking a single question about the VIP I followed quietly, whatever happens, as long as I get paid.
We arrived at the room and with a single knock, Vanessa opens the door and walked in while I followed behind her. To my surprise, the VIPs were kids of my age. They were dressed all mature in expensive outfits but I know my mate when I see one. They were high school kids just like me. It didn't bother me, after all, I am also working here, using a fake ID. And besides, they are going to spend money which means, salary for me. Four guys and Six girls. It seemed like they were already high. Two were already making out at a corner while the other talked and laugh about things that I had no interest in knowing. Then this, Guy who sat quietly observing. He sat like someone who has full Authority and power in his hand and doesn't give a fuck who the king is. His glacial electric blue eyes which stare deep into one's soul. His perfect black, well-maintained hair, perfect nose, full lips and muscles which were visible even with his shirt on. And with his legs cross I still notice his long legs. He seems to be that guy that every girl dreams of dating in high school. Surely he would be an asshole. A girl walks to sit next to him. Her movement as well carried so much confidence and power. Not too much description. She was a perfect model with honey brown eyes. '' hey '' she spoke in a low tone, calling his attention to her. '' you seem distracted ''
I ignored them and made my way to the table, placing the wine bottle on the table that was when I notice the pitiful girl kneeling beside the table. She look pale and was covered with injuries, her hair was all messy and her outfit was ruined as well, displaying her chest and bra. They did this to her, no doubt. They bullied her and decided to take it too far by exposing her body. The girl stared at me with pleading eyes. She wanted my help out of here, out of this torture. And I felt guilty knowing that I can not help her.
'' Hey Miya '' Vanessa called out to me by my fake name. I turn to her
'' yes? '' coming back to reality '' where is your mind? ''
'' yeah?... Oh sorry,'' I stood up and went to stand behind her. My eyes remained on the poor helpless girl while Vanessa spoke to them
''This will be your attendance for the night, if you need anything she will be right outside'' one of the guys left his friend. He made his way to the girl kneeling beside the table, he could barely maintain his balance. Completely high.
'' hey Julia '' he grins like a fool. Reaching for her exposed body. She tried to pull away but he warps his arms around her, forcefully pulling her to his body so he could feel her breast '' why the fuck are you still playing hard to get? ''
''Ah...ah.. pleases '' she cried. '' Please... I do not what to do this ''
'' Max..'' called the lady sitting next to the strange guy '' She is loud, shut her the fuck up '' spoke with irritation in her tone
'' with pleasure '' with that foolish grin. He crushed his lips to hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She moans in pain while tears flood her cheek. I Watched the painful event with guilt. I felt guilty for not doing anything and guilty for watching. The old me would have done something. The old me would have stood up for her and gotten her out of here but not now. I can no longer take risks. If I do, I lose this job and without this job, my family will be in danger.
They were smiling, smiling at the struggling girl. they derived pleasure from her pain and it upsets me. '' hey... Miya girl '' a deep smooth voice suddenly spoke, calling me out of my thought. My eyes fell in the direction of the voice. It was the strange guy
'' Yes? '' confuse as to why he was suddenly calling me
'' Do you want to replace her?'' his question got me more confused
'' Pardon?'' feeling lost
'' I do not like to fucking repeat myself '' Anger flashed in his eyes '' Do you want to replace her? '' I stared at him totally lost, not knowing how to respond to the question. What kind of fucking asshole is this guy. I remained silent as it also came to my realization that Vanessa already left the room '' Get the fuck out of here. You are ruining the mood '' he was obviously angry but he had control over his voice. It remained calm as he spoke
''Excuse me '' I flashed a fake smile and walked out of the room. Standing by the door in case I am called for.
Lucky rich asshole. On like me, they had all the time in the world. Have fun, and act violent and stupid. Make stupid decisions. Hurt people and ruin their life without any consequences all because of the power they possess and in the end, they have a much better life than us who work our butts off
they had all the time in the world while I barely have any.