5. Boyfriend uncle

I opened my eyes and found myself in a new, unknown place, I only sensed the warmth and was at ease lying under thick blankets.

Thick blankets…

Thick blankets?

I hate the winter season; it makes my body stiff and tired without even doing anything.

I sprung up from the bed and yawned having a great sleep of heaven.

Great sleep…

Great sleep?

“Good morning…” My body stiffened as I heard a manly voice, I felt my breath pacing upon the hoarse voice and saw him leaning against the door.

“W---what are you doing here?” I asked hiding inside the blanket as a reflex. My body jolted as he walked towards me.

“Well, why can’t I be here?” He smirked and I looked at my surroundings. I didn’t know I was at his home.

“W---what am I doing here?” I queried being mortified of myself; I didn’t look into his eyes recalling what happened last night.

Paradise. Ford. Panic.

“You fainted last night and I brought you home.”

He made it look so easy and this was the second time I forgot about my brother.

“Don’t ever do that… leave me alone, even if I’m dying in front of you, don’t you dare take actions based on your thinking.” I screamed in dismay; my brother is alone locked in that apartment all by himself.

“He’s here… your brother, I knew, you’d be looking for him first thing in the morning. I brought him here.” My steps halted hearing him spurt out nonsense from his damned mouth.

“Why would you do that?” I yelled at him; he again took a stride at me with his hands in his pocket.

Unbothered. Delusional. Treacherous.

“Should I have left him alone? He was beaming with happiness as he saw me outside his door.” I was barely holding myself in, why would he bring an innocent child in the middle of armed men?

“Jamie… don’t go inside, Grace is angry…” I heard my brother’s faint voice and turned around watching him enter inside with frightening steps. He was scared of me, he perhaps heard me yelling. I sighed.

“Of course not, why would I be angry at my little star?” I smiled jerking the disgust from earlier away and lifted him in my arms.

“Because I came with boyfriend uncle…” He kept on fidgeting with his hands and the corner of my eyes yelled to look at the mafia smirking.

“Boyfriend uncle?” I whispered in frustration, my mind not processing what this guy teaches my brother.

“Okay, say bye to him, we’re leaving now.” I patted his head, my nerves boiling to a 100 degree and I gritted my jaw with utter repugnance. I started leaving as Grey waved him a huge bye with happiness.

I stormed out of his house on a whim, my eyes burning with fury and annoyance.

I don’t know for how long can I put up with this. It is only getting hard now; Grey is getting attached to that man.

Why can’t I find a reasonable reason to deny him for good, why is he acting this way or have I known the wrong definition of mafia all along? I went back inside my house.

“Grey, get ready, I’m going to drop you off at school. No more holidays.”

He nodded and went inside the bathroom, I’m glad I’ve got a decent brother who listens to me.

But I don’t want him to fear me, the way he was fidgeting today was scary, he shouldn’t hate me just because I sometimes, lose myself.

That crazy bitch, I fucking hate you for leaving us all alone. If only you acted a little mother-like.

She gave me nothing but pain…

I cooked us some breakfast and we left for his school. It was time to look for a new job, every day is a new hustle that I have to go through.

ME: Hey, what about the part-time job I asked of you?

I texted Jess, my stylist and the only friend I have.

JESS: Uh! Yeah, I talked to him, I’ll send you the address now, by the way… the manager is really angry since you vanished into thin air last night…

He texted me back and I gulped in fear since I’m doomed for sure now.

I directly rushed to the address shaking the weird thoughts away.

“Uh, could you please wait?” The waiter went to talk inside and after a little while called me along too. I sat there being as quiet as possible.

“We were looking for beautiful girls like you, it attracts more customers.” Their manager said walking towards me.

“Can you start right now?” He asked I nodded, both of us knowing what he meant.

Their only want and need is sex, fortunately I'm loaded with it.

He sat back down on his chair; this is what I do. This is how I get paid and I’m not ashamed of doing it. I ambled towards him and sat on his lap.

“Your bonus depends on how you work, are you good enough?” He whimpered under my touch as I trailed my finger from his filthy face to his bloated stomach. He got hard as soon as I laid hands on him.

“Let’s see if you remember even your name later on…” I bit his grimy neck moaning as loud as I could. We did it on his table, his chair, and on the floor, until he was satisfied enough and lose all his senses.

“So, do I expect a solid pay?” I kissed his lips sliding my panty up. He nodded still out of his senses. “I’m Mason.” He shrugged standing back up and fixed his clothes.

“There are some clothes, put them on, and you’re hired.” We talked a little bit more about the details, about its timing and lunch break which signified how often I’d be having sex with him.

“You’re way too good, more than Jess told me…” He smirked.

I started working as a waiter, this was a café called ‘Mr. Cafeteria’, I’d be getting paid monthly with over $1000 per month. It seemed like a decent place, the only problem was the hungry manager, which is not at all a problem, to be honest.

I worked from 11 in the morning to 5 in the evening and quickly hurried back to my brother’s school. I knew my life is only gonna get tough from now on but I’m not scared of hardships anymore.

I waited for Grey outside his school and he shrieked in joy looking at me. This isn’t the first time I’ve come to pick him up, what is he so happy about?

He was running towards me, towards me and I opened my arms wide… towards me- ran past me.

“Boyfriend uncle.” He shrieked with joy and I turned around. Huh?

“You came together with Grace to pick me up?” The fucker picked him up in his arms, I didn’t like Ford as a name, I mean fuck it but I don’t even like him so I hated addressing him by his name.

“Are you so idle? How about you find a job instead.” I clenched my fists in anger, the wrath on my face was so outrageous that for a moment I didn’t bother hiding it.

If only that was fine but my nerves wrecked when I gazed behind him. There was a huge black Limousine and two Ferraris parked adjacent to it with men dressed in black. Oh! For fucks sake, I want to die.

“What are you doing? This is a school, are you here for extortion or something?” I tried to snatch my brother from his arms but Grey kept on holding his collar trying to resist me.

“There’ll be a huge traffic soon… do you want to create a scene in front of your brother’s school?” He was enjoying the pain in my eyes, the way he ruined my calm, I see death approaching him.

It was now standing on his doors and his devilish smirk just unlocked it.

He grabbed my hand and besides smiling I could do nothing. I sat in his car not wanting to create a scene.

I tried to disappear when it comes to Grey’s school, I didn’t want to show people that I even exist because if someone knows the kind of work, I do, his life will get affected by it.

“Here put them on…” I took my headphones out and placed them on Grey’s ear. As soon as he got busy, I turned to that leech wanting to take all my anger out on him.

“Mr. Ford, I’m so done with your nonsense, I’ll report you if you are anywhere near me within five meters of radius.” My eyes were red, I could feel my veins pulsating as I moved my mouth.

No one has ever made my brain boil like this before and the only coping strategy I knew was to kill him.

But his gesture told me that my threat had no effect on him, saying, as if he’s scared of the police. And how dumb I was to even threaten him.

“Listen, you have a huge superiority complex so I think you don’t understand what a ‘no’ means. It means that I’m never going to agree even if I have to walk on fire or freeze myself in cold. You get out of our lives before I get angrier than this.” I screamed while he sat there listening to it.

Calm. Lucid. Unbothered.

“So, you can sleep around with that cheapskate of a manager for a few pennies, but not me even if I give you a hundred-thousand-dollar cheque?” His voice was low but pretty demanding. His eyes simpered though his words inflicted rage and fury.

How did he know I slept with that manager? Has he sent someone to follow me around?