didn’t seem as composed as she had the last time either. She must’ve gotten into the hard stuff and it prevented her from keeping up with her façade.
Next to Risk, his parents looked even more disgusting. They both had sunken faces and wore stained clothes. Their eyes drooped from drunken fatigue and both of them had greasy hair from days of laying around in their own filth, or so I was guessing. Risk looked up from his hands and saw me. He shrugged his shoulders after motioning to his parents as if he were apologizing for them, and I gave him a warm smile in return. Maybe someone who was alive needed my help for a change.
I tried my best to saunter over to his table, the way Remi once taught me, and he gave me a strange look. It was a look that I wasn’t used to seeing on anyone. Was it… lust ? I did my best not to look intimidated by the thought, and also to reciprocate the look. When I got to his table he made sure that he spoke up before his dad got a chance to be a jerk off. “Is something wrong with you?”
I didn’t know why he thought that. “Um, I don’t think so. Why?”
“When you were walking over here you were making a strange face.”
Oh…this is embarrassing. “I was just trying to mimic the look that you were giving me.” I whispered and I felt my cheeks get hot. I hoped that his parents weren’t paying attention to our conversation. Risk cracked up laughing for a second and then leaned in to whisper to me, “You don’t have to try and be seductive, you’re already incredibly sexy.” It sent chills down my spine to hear him say that and I gasped. I backed away and tore my gaze from Risk to take his parents drink order while trying to ignore my blazing cheeks.
When I went to pick the drinks up from the bar, Remi was giving me that look that girls give each other when their crush is around. The I-know-you-just-had-your-panties-twisted-in-a-knot look. I’m sure my cheeks turned bright red again and I made a point to avoid her. She would have to wait for her gossip until I knew more about my situation.
I got Risk and his parents their drinks and went to serve some other tables. The bar was pretty full that night with Monday night football fans. As I scurried around from table to table, taking orders and filling empty glasses, I caught Risks mother staring at me again. I couldn’t tell if she hated me or if she was only curious of me. Either way, she gave me the heebie-jeebies. When I was almost done with my shift I decided that I couldn’t hold out anymore, and my customers would have to wait a minute while I emptied my bladder. After I washed my hands, I walked out into the hallway and almost bumped into Risks mom. I apologized and tried to scoot around her but she cut me off.
“What do you want with my son?” She slurred the words and swayed on her feet. She had definitely had more than enough to drink.
“What do you mean? We’re just friends…” I didn’t necessarily lie to her. We just hadn’t established what we were to each other yet. We had only been on one date.
“I see what you’re doing to him. You think you can just shake your ass at some handsome boy and he’ll be at your every beck and call, well that’s not going to happen. He has other people to take care of. We’ve been feeding and housing that little bastard for years and now he’s gonna take care of us without any sluts distracting him.” She spat at me.
I didn’t know what to say to her. I couldn’t believe that this woman would talk that way about her child!
“Risk is a great person, he’s no bastard. He doesn’t deserve for you to be talking about him that
Next to Risk, his parents looked even more disgusting. They both had sunken faces and wore stained clothes. Their eyes drooped from drunken fatigue and both of them had greasy hair from days of laying around in their own filth, or so I was guessing. Risk looked up from his hands and saw me. He shrugged his shoulders after motioning to his parents as if he were apologizing for them, and I gave him a warm smile in return. Maybe someone who was alive needed my help for a change.
I tried my best to saunter over to his table, the way Remi once taught me, and he gave me a strange look. It was a look that I wasn’t used to seeing on anyone. Was it… lust ? I did my best not to look intimidated by the thought, and also to reciprocate the look. When I got to his table he made sure that he spoke up before his dad got a chance to be a jerk off. “Is something wrong with you?”
I didn’t know why he thought that. “Um, I don’t think so. Why?”
“When you were walking over here you were making a strange face.”
Oh…this is embarrassing. “I was just trying to mimic the look that you were giving me.” I whispered and I felt my cheeks get hot. I hoped that his parents weren’t paying attention to our conversation. Risk cracked up laughing for a second and then leaned in to whisper to me, “You don’t have to try and be seductive, you’re already incredibly sexy.” It sent chills down my spine to hear him say that and I gasped. I backed away and tore my gaze from Risk to take his parents drink order while trying to ignore my blazing cheeks.
When I went to pick the drinks up from the bar, Remi was giving me that look that girls give each other when their crush is around. The I-know-you-just-had-your-panties-twisted-in-a-knot look. I’m sure my cheeks turned bright red again and I made a point to avoid her. She would have to wait for her gossip until I knew more about my situation.
I got Risk and his parents their drinks and went to serve some other tables. The bar was pretty full that night with Monday night football fans. As I scurried around from table to table, taking orders and filling empty glasses, I caught Risks mother staring at me again. I couldn’t tell if she hated me or if she was only curious of me. Either way, she gave me the heebie-jeebies. When I was almost done with my shift I decided that I couldn’t hold out anymore, and my customers would have to wait a minute while I emptied my bladder. After I washed my hands, I walked out into the hallway and almost bumped into Risks mom. I apologized and tried to scoot around her but she cut me off.
“What do you want with my son?” She slurred the words and swayed on her feet. She had definitely had more than enough to drink.
“What do you mean? We’re just friends…” I didn’t necessarily lie to her. We just hadn’t established what we were to each other yet. We had only been on one date.
“I see what you’re doing to him. You think you can just shake your ass at some handsome boy and he’ll be at your every beck and call, well that’s not going to happen. He has other people to take care of. We’ve been feeding and housing that little bastard for years and now he’s gonna take care of us without any sluts distracting him.” She spat at me.
I didn’t know what to say to her. I couldn’t believe that this woman would talk that way about her child!
“Risk is a great person, he’s no bastard. He doesn’t deserve for you to be talking about him that
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