My Soul Given To A Stranger

Served I enter the restraunt, I set Cindy down and tell her to go with Brady. My Bestfriend and Co-Worker.

"Sup, babes," he says, picking up Cindy.

"Nothin' much," Cindy and I both said at the same time.

"God damn, you guys are so alike." I smile, Seeing his smile. He sets her down and checks for bruises.

"It's fine," Cindy says, as he sees a bruise on her temple.

"Fuck'" he mutters to himself as he treats the wound. I put on my work clothes and start get to work.

"Welcome to Mindy's Grill 'n' Chill Bar, What would you like?" I ask in my sweetest voice. They place their orders and I think: Why to men purposely NOT go to the bar, there is better service there? Oh right, Me. "Babe?" Questions a Blonde Boy who sound forign to me.

"Oh yes, sorry me, your orders will be right up." I walk away and give Garenden,the chief the order. He gave me a kiddingly, flirty, smile, and I smiled right back. I was about 5'5, short as can be, with a natural tan in me. My mom was white and my dad was mixed, black and white, girls WISH they had my skin. I had freckles everywhere and I cannot, I mean, cannot, explain my hair. My hair is the color of a lion, orange, like a red head in the sun. I'm decantly pretty, pretty enough to get a tip. A GOOD tip. I head back to my table and hand them their beers. The one who was the only one who didn't get a beer asked if he could talk to me privately. I know the drill. Have you know what in the handycap bathroom and get a great tip. He lightly grabbed my small hand and dragged my to the exit. I looked at him curious and realized.

Oh shit.

Oh fuck.

DAMN!!!

He grabbed and suffocated me with a rag over my mouth.

Notes

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