Alex
I don’t know who I wanted to hit more Frank or Adele. I have never hit a woman before, but for some reason, this girl brings out something in me that I am not used to. I should have just hit Frank, but considering I have seen him shoot people for lesser things, I decided against that option. I decide to go with my third option and I head to my locker to grab a joint and proceed to the alley. I start to smoke the damn thing in my truck, but since Thomas is already smoking one, there is no need for me to do it alone.
“Bad night, Alex?” Thomas asks as he inhales.
“I really want to hurt someone, Thomas. I need to do something careless, but I can’t. I need to do something that makes me feel and take this annoying ass feeling away.”
“You're standing behind your own club smoking a joint. I think you can consider that careless. Especially, if Frank comes out here looking for you.” Thomas advises as he takes another hit.
“That’s the thing, Thomas. This is no longer my club. I used to make the damn rules and Frank was the fucking law. Now he’s in charge and making the fucking rules.” I look over at Thomas and take a hit of my own.
“The club may technically be his, Alex, but your name is on it too. You’re the one running the bar. You’re the one bringing in the money. He really is only making the books look legit.” Thomas says as he walks towards the wall of the building.
I shake my head as I take another hit and look at Thomas. “I oversee the bar, but he brings in that bitch and hires her. On top of that, he’s deciding what hours she works. I schedule my own fucking people and he has decided that he makes her schedule. Would you believe that despite the fact we’re open until three, he tells her that she is done at one?” I shake my head at the thought.
“Do you think he’s fucking her?” Thomas asks and I look at him.
“Nah... he is so far up Lola’s ass, I don’t think his dick would rise without her snapping her fingers.” I start to laugh at my own comments. I am not sure if I really thought I was that funny or if this weed is really starting to loosen me up a bit. I look over at Thomas and he chuckles too, so maybe I did say something funny. Thomas tilts his head and is about to say something when the back door to the alley is pushed open and out walks the devil himself, Frank. Thomas immediately drops what’s left of his weed and I am to the point that Frank can basically kiss my ass. He looks at me and shakes his head in disgust.
“I thought we agreed you wouldn’t do this shit while the club is open. What if I was a customer coming out and caught you?” Frank asks and I roll my eyes at him, taking another hit.
“Customers don’t use the alley door. Why aren’t you inside rubbing Adele’s feet or something?” I bark as I toss the last of my weed.
“I asked you to be nice to her, Alex. She is Alexis’ friend and that practically makes her our family,” Frank advises and I tilt my head looking at him. Is he fucking joking? She is not my family, I have enough family.
I almost forget Thomas is still out here with us until he jumps into the conversation.
“Are you fucking her, Frank?” he asks and Frank ‘s head nearly snaps off his neck when he turns it towards Thomas.
“Are you serious? No, I am not fucking her. I am happily married with two kids if you recall,” Frank proudly states and I roll my eyes as I turn away to head back into the club.
Frank grabs my arm to stop me and I turn back towards him.
“I am asking you as your brother, Alex. Please don’t fuck with this girl. You already tried screwing her over by sticking her with Angie. She needs this job, Alex. Don’t mess it up for her.”
I shake his hand off me and look at Thomas. He gives me the ‘what the fuck look’ that I am feeling and I walk back into the club.
People are all over the place. All the tables are filled and there isn’t an empty stool at the bar. The music is pumping and there is even a crowd on the dance floor. I look at the clock and notice It’s twelve thirty, which means during the busiest time of the night I am going to be short two waitresses. Angie was so pissed off she said she couldn’t finish the night and Frank advised Adele that she could go home early tonight. I am going to have no other choice, but to help to wait on the tables. I don’t mind helping since it shows everyone that we are a team and I am a team player. I take pride in taking care of my people. I don’t ask them to do anything I wouldn’t do. If I expect them to wait on customers and give them service with a fucking smile, it’s exactly what I will do. Besides, unhappy employees will easily make unhappy customers and that is the last thing I want.
I take another look at the clock and already it’s twelve forty-five. I suddenly hear laughing and I turn to find that Adele is talking to some guy at one of her tables, which should have been Angie’s table. She laughs again and for some reason the sound of it makes my cock twitch in my pants. I stop working and stare at the two of them getting too comfortable for my liking and I wonder if I need to go over to remind her that she is supposed to be working.
Five minutes later, Adele finally drags her ass from that table and brings his order up to the bar. She looks over at me as she hands the bartender the order.
“Was there a problem at that table?” I ask as I walk over to her.
“No.”
“It doesn’t take five minutes to take an order, Adele. There also aren’t comics printed on the menu.” I spit as I walk back over to my side of the bar as she narrows her eyes at me and I start to see hate in them.
I know I am being a jerk to her. I didn’t need to make any sarcastic comments about her being friendly to customers. She was doing her job and she probably was doing it quite well. I just didn’t like seeing her being so friendly with the guy and I don’t understand why.