"Okay I guess that was fun," I laughed wrapping the sheets around my body. Jax rested his elbow on the pillow looking at me with a smirk. I swear it's tattooed on his face.
"You got a bruise forming on your neck," he said poking it, " I didn't think you'd actually come. I thought you were going to just stay home and laugh about it. But no. Lord Jesus himself came unto you and told you 'Please help Jax's problem in his lower region'."
"I can't!"
I looked back at the tattoo in my hip, tracing it with my index finger. I still miss her so much.
"I can't believe I left my mom at home to discuss her problems about the wedding. I'm really excited for it to be honest." I turned to look at Jax's clock. I had to be at work in 30 minutes. I jumped from the bed, trying to find my was onsie sprawled all over the floor, "Oh my God I'm going to be late."
"Late for what?" Jax groaned, "can't you lay here and cuddle with me." He gave me pupy dog eyes and pouted at me. But I wasn't falling for it, because I needed to go to work today.
"I have to go to work Jax. As much as I'd love to recover and talk to you I have to go make some money. We can hang after my shift is over I promise."
"Okay. Give me a kiss first babygirl," he said holding his arms out for me.
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I burst through the front door of my house. My mom gave me a weird look when she saw my hair messed up in every direction. I stripped of my clothes and jumped in the shower and washed myself up the best I could in the amount of time I had. I threw my hair into a a tight bun and put on my black jeans and white shirt.
I had to be at work in 10 minutes and I'm supposed to be 15 minutes early. I'm going to be in so much trouble.
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I almost made an old lady fall trying to get through the diner front door. I jumped over the counter, causing me to knock over someone's drink.
"Oh gosh, I'm so so sorry. I'll clean it up once I check myself in okay or take these napkins, "I rambled walking away.
I was five minutes late. I could get fired....Don't act as if jobs just let you get away with being that late.
"I see you're late," said one of the new workers. She's fifteen and constantly has an attitude. She goes to one of those preppy schools and her whole life revolves around her reputation. I had no idea freshman were like that. ( I'm a freshman it sucks butt and I hate almost everyone)
"Yeah I had a rushed morning," I told her grabbing a pen and paper as I went to a table.
"That;s not good. You could get like fired or something. You know my parents are taking me to Paris these weekend!" she chirped.
"That's nice. I hope you have a good time. Bring me some pastries back yeah."
The old man looked rather angry. I've dealt with angry customers before but something was more off about him.
"Hey I'm Toni may I take your order or start you off with something to drink or an appetizer. And letting you know our lunch special today is paninis."
"I don't want any of that shit. Can you just get clam chowder and a glass of water," he grumbled. I I slapped down my pad and nodded as I walked away.
"This is gonna be a long day..."
"Excuse me Joni, this soup is too hot! There also isn't enough chowder in here! And I don't like my water cold :I want it room temperature!" yelled the old man. He's been yelling at me telling me to rush and get him bread and it's really frustrating.
I walked towards him, sitting in the seat across from him.
"You can just let the soup cool down first. Ask for more chowder nicely. And lastly, my name is Toni," I said calmly, " why are you being so difficult. You're causing a scene with all of the other people in here."
He didn't say anything else after that and just talked quietly to himself. That fixes it.
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I had to stay the latest tonight. It was about 11 p.m. I've never worked this long before and I almost fell asleep a dozen times already. I was in the middle of cleaning the tables when I heard a loud movement in the back of the diner.
"I'm not a stupid girl in a horror movie," I whispered to myself grabbing a knife and a broom. I slowly walked towards where I heard the noise, " AUGHHHHHH!" I yelled swinging in every direction.
"Are you trying to kill me?" squealed a voice in the darkness. I turned on the light to see Courtney. She had a cigarette in her hand and she looked as if she had came from a party. I could smell the reek of alcohol coming from her.
"How did you get in here?"
"The back door. It was unlocked. Someone like you should not stay later to lock up," she joked.
"But seriously why are you here?" I asked.
"I've been really fucked since Presley died. I've been drinking and I barely eat now." I looked in her eyes and I could tell she was telling the truth. I've never seen her emotional before, besides the play she was in. I didn't know she was hurting. She didn't cry at the funeral. She was silent and talked to a few family members. I guess she's just good at not showing it.
"Come here." I held out my arms for her and she ran into them burying her head into my shoulder. She felt some tears fall on me and just rubbed her back sympathetically.
"Thanks. And can you drive me home. I am a little bit drunk," she hiccuped.
"Sure." I locked up the diner and brought Courtney to my car. She looked out the passenger window as if she were lost. Searching for something past all the hell since Presley's death. I think everyone is looking for something like that.
Finally arriving at her house, I walked her to the door and waved to her goodbye. I saw her stumble a little getting into the house. I wonder how her parents felt about her getting in so late so much.
"Mom!" I yelled walking into the house, " MOM!" I knew she was up. What I didn't expect was her to be sitting at the table drinking with all her friends. I wanted to moonwalk the hell out of this situation.
Mom being drunk is wild. She's not a cuddly drinker either. I understand why I act the way I do when I'm drunk. She dances on tables, does dares, threatens you. I remember one time she thought Luke were her elementary school crush and tried to kiss him. Eww incest.
"Toni sweetie, hi! You're home a little late," she said putting her hand on my shoulder. Her usually straightened hair was wild like mine. Her friends looked less drunk. I guess they decided to spice up boring old wedding planning.
"Yeah. I got school tomorrow and I want to go to bed, so I'll see you tomorrow alright?" I negotiated. I don't want to fail my tests because I didn't get enough sleep. Definitaley not wanting to fail because my mom thinks it's ok to keep me up.
"Toni, you're such a bummer," she whined squeezing my cheeks as if I were a baby, " come on! Let's party and get wild. Get crazy, get wild, get-"
"Woah woah woah, not the Jersey Shore Theme song. I'm going to bed. Please take care of my mother," I groaned walking up the steps.
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I might as well have gotten drunk and partied with my mom. One friend decided to stay the night, making me have to stay up because they were so loud. I'm usually a deep sleeper. I don't know what was up with me tonight. I feel like a noodle and as if my eyeballs are going to roll to the back of my head.
I threw my alarm that started to go off on the ground. I'm not in the mood. I don't want to hear loud noise. I don't want to be touched. I saw my mom and her friend passed out on the couch. With her hair curly like mine and her friends bra strap length hair, it reminded me of Maggie. I hope we're friends for a really long time.
Yeah this is a short chapter but it's because I'm getting ready for the sequel. The last chapter is coming up and I'm telling you now that it's going to be sped up to Toni's mom getting married and I'm so excited. I want to thank you guys so much. I decided to do more 20 facts. Just so you know me even more.
1.) If you remember my last 20 facts I said I never drink water, it's all I drink now. My acne is going away yay.
2.) I live in a small town and nothing really happens even though it's one of the most dangerous cities in the U.S. which is weird. But don't worry I don't have people being shot in the head down the street ok.
3.) I realized I'm a female version of Michael Clifford or Zayn Malik which is weird. There's no inbetween for my personalities.
4.) i'M GOING TO MY FIRST ONE DIRECTION CONCERT IN CHICAGO DA FUQ
5.) I'm a bibliophile. I can read a whole book in a day if I felt like it.
6.) I'm actually really smart but I'm lazy and stress out a lot so I'm never to my full potential.
7.) My eyebrows are never on fleek.
8.) I like eating vegetables...is that weird. I like candy but I like vegetables. I just like them.
9.) I don't like loose corn..YES I SAID LOOSE CORN. But my family makes fun of me because I say I hate loose corn but I eat corn on a cob. Judge me ok.
10.) I love brown eyes. I just don't like them on me.
11.) I'm black xD
12.) about 85% of my clothes are black or blue.
13.) My dream is to be Michael Clifford's guitar so he can touch me all the time xD
14.) I'm a feminist. I you're against it I'm sorry.
15.) I really reaaaly want to meet Drake
16.) I've never had a bf or a first kiss pray for me. I'm going to be a 40 year old virgin.
17.) I used to dislike Taylor Swift but now I'm used to her. I didn't even like her when she was in country idk. But I love country music. Baby lock dem doors...
18.) Speaking of that, I love southern boys. Why? No idea. I find everything about them so hot.
19.) I like the smell of Bleach, Gasoline, moth balls, and all types of weird stuff. It's going to mess me up.
20.) I can't do a split on a d.
EXTRA I WANT TO MARRY EVAN PETERS BUT HES 28 AND IM 15