by jobiehanna » 06/10/2017 11:08 PM
Cosette was filing her nails when a buzzing noise filled the room. It was followed by loud bell chimes and the phone on the table lit up. The woman jumped in surprise and her eyes darted to the sleeping man. He stirred and his eyes snapped open. His hand jerked and then reached for the phone, swiping right and putting the phone to his ear. "Hello?"
Cosette could hear a voice on the other end of the phone, but she couldn't make out the words. After a few minutes the man said, "Geez woman, I told you I was working late. I fell asleep in my truck, I was too tired to drive home." A couple more seconds of silence on his end, and he rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry, okay? I'll be home in twenty with the milk." He hung the phone up and sat up in the bed. He stretched and yawned, then caught Cosette staring at him. "What are you looking at?"
She shook her head and turned her gaze to the floor. "N-nothing sir," she said quietly.
"Don't you talk about anything you heard now, or I'll have a word with your boss." He grabbed his pants from the floor and yanked them on, then his shirt and boots. He was putting his items in his pockets and heading for the door when Cosette cleared her throat. He paused, his hand on the door handle. "What?" He demanded.
"You didn't pay me yet," she accused, her dark eyes narrowing.
"Fine, here," he said as he shoved bills and coins at her, whatever had been in his wallet. Then he yanked the door open and stomped down the hallway to the steps. Cosette listened as he clunked down the stairs, swung the door open, and slammed it shut. It wasn't unusual that one of her clients had a lover, wife, or girlfriend that he was cheating on by being here. But it made her feel dirty and broken when she discovered such things.
A big sigh escaped her and she counted the money in her hands. It wasn't as much as she'd hoped it would be, but it was better than nothing. Her savings box was under the bed, so she got down on her stomach and wriggled under to pull it out. She stuffed all of it into the box, though she had to leave some out to turn in. After all, this was a business and her boss required his part of the payment.
She shoved the box back under the bed, stood and brushed herself off, then ripped all of the blankets and sheets from the mattress. She just needed to put on some decent clothes, then she could go down to the basement and wash her bed things. She hated that there was sweat and other things on the sheets. It repulsed her - but she had to do it. She still didn't have enough money to go out on her own, or any sort of skill set she could use to get a different job.
And I was runnin' far away
Would I run off the world someday?
Nobody knows
Nobody knows, and
I was dancing in the rain
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