CHAPTER 4

Becky pov

I smile sweetly at the customer as I placed his order on the desk.

"That would be twelve dollars sir" He grins and bring out some dollar bills.

"Do you mind if I ask you for something?" He asked with a smirk. I smile flirtingly.

"Sure" He looked up at me

"How..... do I get, that pretty lady contact?" He motions to Emilia who was attending to a customer. My face clouded in anger as I felt a pang of jealousy. Who does she think she is anyways. I eye him.

"Nope!.... but I'm always available" I say with a faux smile. he leans back in his seat.

" I want her.... not you" I grabbed the tray in annoyance.

"Good day sir". I stomped my way back to the counter and slam the tray angrily. Nick frowns.

"You look upset?.... is anything the matter" I walk to another table without answering him.

"Two cups of ice cream and a medium sized pizza". The customer ordered. I nod and walked back to the counter. Emily was leaning on it, waiting for Nick to place the order on her tray.

"Hey.... becky you don't look too good.... are you okay?." Fuck you bitch. I say in my mind.

"Yeah.... I'm good, just stressed out that's all" she raised her brows.

"But it's only Eight a. m Becky" she grinned and took the order from Nick. I shrugged and she left.

"Two cups of ice cream and a medium sized pizza" He nods. Why is every freaking guy always attracted to Emilia. I've got all she has!. And she's just a fucking old fashioned girl. I really feel jealous anytime someone asks of her. First it was me crushing on Sam, he worked here before. But annoyingly Sam is always attracted to her

Then next come Nick. so friendly with me I thought he would ask me out. Then he suprised me one night by telling me he is in love with Emilia. I was angry, jealous and had cried that night. No guy has ever asked me out, unlike sandy who has a cute boyfriend and Emilia who is every guy fantasy. I took the order from him and walk to the woman. Any hot headed rich customer are always attracted to her. Even though she always dresses in rags!. Don't I deserve someone to love me?. I sigh and drop the woman's order on the table. she paid up and I walk to other customers, to attend to them.

I walked into the car and got in the front seat. sandy in the driver seat and Emilia at the back, going through her phone.

"What kept you so long Becky!" Emilia asks looking at me through the rearview mirror. I roll my eyes pissed off already.

"And what is your fucking business" I say icily. she frowns and Sandy spares me a glance as she drove out.

"You've been upset lately I don't get?" Emilia says and leans back into her seat, she was suprised at my out burst.

"What's wrong Becky?" sandy asks her eyes on the road.

"Nothing" I say perfunctorily and rest my head on the headrest.

"come on becky you don't look ...."

"I said nothing!!" I yell, interrupting Emilia." she flinch and Sandy slows down her speed so she could look at me. I huff.

"I'm just stressed out really.... and I don't need any disturbance" I bring out my earphones and plug it in my phone I insert them into my ears and relax into the seat. Emilia looks at me briefly before shrugging and going back to her phone. Sandy sigh and continues driving.

We got to I and Sandy's apartment fourty minutes l got down Immediately she stopped and walked to the gates. I and Sandy stay in an apartment building. Emilia prefers to live alone, well I don't give a fuck. I climb up the stairs and walk into our apartment. I go straight to my room and lock the door. I plump down on the bed and took off my shoes. I feel so angry after today's incident. I lay on my back and gaze at the ceiling. Fuck I hate her!.

Emilia's pov

I sit on the ottoman in Sandy's apartment, there was an uneasy silence. Becky had literally stomped off to her room immediately we arrived. I watch the movie absentmindedly. Why is Becky acting that way.

"Girlfriend.... should I microwave the pasta for you?" I sigh and nod. She smiles and get off the stool. we walk into her kitchen together. I draw back a stool and sit on it. I rest my elbows on the counter and cup my chin.

"She'd come around Emmy don't you worry" I adjust my eyeglasses.

"Did you offend her?" sandy places the plate in the microwave and shut it. she sit on the counter opposite me

"Am I capable of offending anyone" she grins and fold her arms on the counter. I eye her.

"A million percent capable!" she laughed.

"If it's about me swearing then I concur" she giggle and get off the stool. she brings out the steaming plate of pasta and place it on the counter. she hands me a fork and took one for herself. we began to eat in silence. There was a light thunderclap outside. I pause with my mouth full and stare outside through the window. Lightening flash and I chew my food, returning my gaze back to the plate.

"It's gonna rain anytime soon.... need to start going". i drop my fork and get off the counter. I open the fridge, took out a bottle of chilled water and pour into two glasses. I hand her one and drink mine.

"Can't you just stay over Emmy" she pout as she get off the stool and place the dishes in the sink.

"Sounds tempting sandy but no!" I click my tongue and walk out of the kitchen, she chuckle and trail behind me..

"Why sweetie..." I roll my eyes.

"Cos I don't want to turn into a sweet... with the way you calling me sweetie" she laughs...

"Really girlfriend you one heck of a wierdo!"

"better to be a wierdo than to be a sweet" I grin and strap my handbag over my shoulders.

"Bye girl.... see you tomorrow" I say and give her a quick hug.

"Yeah... I hope you wake up with a new lifestyle girl... seriously being a nerd in the twenty first century ain't dope" I grin.

"I'm cool with that Sandy O'Reilly" she chuckle as we walk to the door.

"Goodnight and I hope you don't dream of making out with Dylan" I jibed and open the door.

"That's not gonna happen.... cos I can hear him calling me.... oh fuck!... and he's getting a hard on" she giggle and I pinch her nose. Naughty!

"Bye girl!" I wave and walk down the staircase. I got out of the gate as fierce wind began to blow.. It's gonna rain cats and dogs today. I boarded a cab and quickly got in. I told the cabman my address and pull off my eyeglasses. The man drove speedily down the street. I press my face to the window as a few drops of rain pattered on the pane. I glance at my wrist watch, quarter past eight. I hope am not a drenched mess before I get home.

The cab drew up few minutes later in front of my gate and I hand him the fare. I quickly got out as rain slapped down my face. I got into the compound and ran to the front porch where there was shade. I shake off droplets of water from my hair and open the door. I breath in a sigh of relief at the warm welcome of my apartment. I lock the door and move into the living room and sit on the couch. i threw my bag down and pull off my sneakers and place my feet on the warm floorboards. I stretch my toes and yawn... I get off lazily and move to my room. I was too tired to have a bath. I lie on my bed and gaze at the ceiling. I can't really sing now, I'm dead tired. I cover myself with the duvet and close my eyes....

My eyes flew open as I hear a light knock on the door.... i sit up . who could be at my door at this time of the night. I wait for some seconds and I didn't hear anything. I shrug... maybe it's the rain which was falling heavily now. I lay back on the bed. I had barely gotten under the covers when I heard it again. This time a little louder and urgent. I could feel my heart beat as I got down and walk out of my room.... I got into the living room and look at the door uncertainly. I walk towards the door and peep into the see through hole. I frown, no one. I twist the knob gently and open the door slowly. Breeze rushed in and I quickly took my head in to close the door. The door suddenly barged open roughly and I was shoved roughly inside.

"Jesus Christmas!" I shrieked and scrambled to my feet. the door was shut and a guy in a beanie leaned against it

gasping for breath. I frown and took a step back. He raised his eyes slowly to meet mine. My lips parted open, I felt the world stop as I stare into his eyes. What's that word sandy always say.... I find myself... dr.... drooling... yeah drooling.

His face was wet, and tendrils of hair had escaped from his beanie and was plastered on his forehead. His ear glinted with gold, he had a gold stud. There was an alteration in my heart beat... I stare stupidly at him... is this one of my imagination I close my eyes and open them again, no it's not my imagination... his eyes were deep blue, covered with long dark lashes. His nose aquiline in shape... his mouth full and pink.... it was parted and I could hear his soft gasps of breath. I blink twice as he gets off the door and rush to me. He held my arms and shook me.... I shake my head and clamp my lips shut.

"Hey.... you could drool all you want later but right now I need your help" He rush out.. cool. he had deep husky voice. And a Spanish accent... cos he drawled his 'r'.... get yourself together Emilia!.

"Huh?...." i. manage to croak. He shook the water off his face and I step back from his hold on me. He place his palms together and look back at the door then back to me.

"Please lady.... I want you to keep me hidden before the cops come.... they are real close now... you gat to help me please!" he sounded like he was running from someone.

"I.... don't understand what you mean" I frown. He close his eyes and his teeth was chattering.... he's cold and drenched.

"Is there any where in here I could hide...." I look around my apartment like I'm seeing it for the first time.

"In here??" I ask a bit confused. He nods his head quickly. is this stranger or could he be a homeless guy?

"okay look I know you want a place to stay for the night I could fix you...."

"No!!!.... I don't want a place for the night.... look am in a shit hole right now, the cops are gonna be here anytime soon, you've gat to help me!"

"Cops!.... wait are you a thief!..." I shift uncomfortably. He straighten up.

"Fuck!" He reaches into his pants pocket and brings out a bundle of cash.... my eyes widen at the hundred dollar bills.... okay forgot to tell you this.... I love money... don't blame me. He pushes it into my hand.

"I could give you more of this ... just hide me in your closet or...." he pause as he hears the police siren. His eyes widen again. He grabs me by the shoulders and began to shake me roughly.

"Now!.... now.... please!!" he whisper yelled. I feel my heart beat against my rib cage. He's running from the cops.... sweet Lord forgive me. I bring out the cash from my pocket and hand it over to him.

"I... I'm sorry, try the next door". I may love money but not when it comes from a bad source. his face crumple in anger. I hear him curse unde his breath... he's got a fiery temper.

"You.... may leave now and....." I had barely completed my statement when I heard loud pounding on the door.

"Open the door, officer Sam speaking!" his voice sounded bold and was loud against the pouring rain.... My face went white with fear as I feel a cold metal pressed against my cheek and my mouth covered with his wet palm. An automatic!

"Don't you dare move!" he whisper as he stare into my eyes. The feel of his hand over my mouth sent crazy tingles down my spine and as I stare into his eyes ... I find my self... dr... drooling again!...