I Killed Them
Awkward
Ellie
"Wake up!" I jumped. The random loud voice startled me and I looked up. It was Joe.
"W-what the hell are you doing here?" I asked, grabbing my head in pain.
"You are in my house."
"Gosh, how'd I get here?" I was started, continuing to squeeze my head with my hands. I had a major headache and I was already late for work.
"You got drunk last night. Don't worry, I called your father and told him I had you work a few more hours and that you weren't feeling well so I let you sleep here."
"But last I remember I was in Jimmy's house."
"Yeah, Brian brought you here. According to him you were trying to get in his pants." he laughed. I gasped, rubbing the back of my head and getting out of bed.
"I'm so stupid."
"Come on girlie. Get in the shower and here's a pair of pants."
"They're Lizzie's?"
"Mhm." he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I sat back on the bed, thinking about what stupidity I could have said to Brian. Gosh, sometimes I'm a freaking moron. Way to prove myself.
I got up, leaving the room and walking to the bathroom.
~~~
"I'm closing up!" Joe said. I ran down the steps with my messy hair and zoomed by him. He handed me my keys and I ran to my car.
"I'll see you there!" I yelled.
Everything seemed to be bothering my ears. I couldn't even listen to my wake up song, Lose Yourself, because I had such a big headache. I got to the shop and parked my car next to Jimmy's. I got out, not paying attention to anything around me.
I would do that at times. I would go to my own zone and not even notice where I was headed. It wasn't too safe when I'd be driving though.
I walked into the shop and greeted Jimmy. Brian smiled at me, like a pervert though, and I decided to act as if I didn't notice. I wondered what the hell I had told him.
"You're such a freaking drunk." Jimmy laughed.
"Oh God, did I do anything stupid?"
"You're gonna have to ask Brian about that."
"I don't want to talk to him. I feel awkward."
"Well, you're gonna have to. I know I told you you'd be working the box today but since Johnny didn't come in you're gonna have to help out in the tools section next door. And Brian's doing that today with you. He'll be showing you how to do stuff, you know?"
"Fuck, man. Can't you just go?"
"I can't. Joe never lets me go to that side because I stole nos from there once. And I almost exploded Joe's car. And Brian knows how to handle everything down there."
"I hate you."
"Bitch, you love me."
I rolled my eyes, walking towards Brian who was counting money.
"Alright," he said, looking up at me, "Let's go. Matt's sick today so we're gonna have to stay extra hours sorting out the new stuff that comes in. If you have stuff to do I can do it myself."
"No, it's fine."
We walked towards a door that took us to the other side of the shop. It was different. There was a lot more suplies in that area and things were more organized. There was nos, rims, and all these other cool stuff to pimp out your ride. Brian waited for me to walk in and then closed the door behind me. He smiled, causing me to get goosebumps.
What the hell did I tell him?
"Wake up!" I jumped. The random loud voice startled me and I looked up. It was Joe.
"W-what the hell are you doing here?" I asked, grabbing my head in pain.
"You are in my house."
"Gosh, how'd I get here?" I was started, continuing to squeeze my head with my hands. I had a major headache and I was already late for work.
"You got drunk last night. Don't worry, I called your father and told him I had you work a few more hours and that you weren't feeling well so I let you sleep here."
"But last I remember I was in Jimmy's house."
"Yeah, Brian brought you here. According to him you were trying to get in his pants." he laughed. I gasped, rubbing the back of my head and getting out of bed.
"I'm so stupid."
"Come on girlie. Get in the shower and here's a pair of pants."
"They're Lizzie's?"
"Mhm." he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I sat back on the bed, thinking about what stupidity I could have said to Brian. Gosh, sometimes I'm a freaking moron. Way to prove myself.
I got up, leaving the room and walking to the bathroom.
~~~
"I'm closing up!" Joe said. I ran down the steps with my messy hair and zoomed by him. He handed me my keys and I ran to my car.
"I'll see you there!" I yelled.
Everything seemed to be bothering my ears. I couldn't even listen to my wake up song, Lose Yourself, because I had such a big headache. I got to the shop and parked my car next to Jimmy's. I got out, not paying attention to anything around me.
I would do that at times. I would go to my own zone and not even notice where I was headed. It wasn't too safe when I'd be driving though.
I walked into the shop and greeted Jimmy. Brian smiled at me, like a pervert though, and I decided to act as if I didn't notice. I wondered what the hell I had told him.
"You're such a freaking drunk." Jimmy laughed.
"Oh God, did I do anything stupid?"
"You're gonna have to ask Brian about that."
"I don't want to talk to him. I feel awkward."
"Well, you're gonna have to. I know I told you you'd be working the box today but since Johnny didn't come in you're gonna have to help out in the tools section next door. And Brian's doing that today with you. He'll be showing you how to do stuff, you know?"
"Fuck, man. Can't you just go?"
"I can't. Joe never lets me go to that side because I stole nos from there once. And I almost exploded Joe's car. And Brian knows how to handle everything down there."
"I hate you."
"Bitch, you love me."
I rolled my eyes, walking towards Brian who was counting money.
"Alright," he said, looking up at me, "Let's go. Matt's sick today so we're gonna have to stay extra hours sorting out the new stuff that comes in. If you have stuff to do I can do it myself."
"No, it's fine."
We walked towards a door that took us to the other side of the shop. It was different. There was a lot more suplies in that area and things were more organized. There was nos, rims, and all these other cool stuff to pimp out your ride. Brian waited for me to walk in and then closed the door behind me. He smiled, causing me to get goosebumps.
What the hell did I tell him?
7/9/13