Crossing Forces
Angela sat up in bed the next day with shots of pain coming from everywhere. Then she remembered the fight she had the previous day and it all made sense. She stood up and walked to the bathroom. When she looked herself in the mirror, her eyes bugged out in terror. Her eye was very swollen. Last night it was just purple, but now it was black, blue, and green. “Eck.” Angie said to herself out loud. “Crap I have to work today! Maybe Brett will give me the day off.” Angela walked down the long stairs in hope Brett would be easy on her. “Brett, cuz, I don’t think I can work today.”
“Well to bad cuz, you gotta work. No matter what you look like.”
“What if I get someone to fill in for me? Like Nick?”
“He’s already on for today.”
“Brian?”
“Working.”
“Cathy?”
“Working.”
“Suzy? Conner?”
“Both out of town.”
“Well can Melanie work for me today? She can have my pay for the day if she wants.”
“It’s up to her. If she even is still speaking to you. But if she doesn’t want to you have to come.”
“Thank you so much Brett!” Angela jumped up and down and gave Brett a quick kiss on the cheek.
I can’t tell if these twins will ever get along right. Brett thought as Angie raced up the stairs.
Angie knocked on Melanie’s door. No answer so she just walked in. Melanie was at her computer typing up something. “What are you writing?” Melanie jumped.
“Angela you scared me! I’m.. a.. just writing up my résumé.”
“Oh okay. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go to work for me today.”
“Angela you can’t have people fill in for you if they don’t even work there!” She saw how swollen her eye got. “You have to go to work no matter what you look like…uh... nevermind. Um, why do you think I’d fill in for you?”
“Aw come on! Please sis!”
“Don’t pull that sis crap on me! You wanted to hurt me yesterday!” Angela sighed and walked out the door. “Wait! I’ll go just if you give me a weeks worth of your pay.”
“That’s like a hundred bucks!”
“I won’t go then.”
“FINE! I agree.”
“Yacker Pinky Swear?”
Angie twitched in disgust. “Yacker Pinky Swear…” Angela and Mel sucked on their pinky’s for a second and adjoined hands and shook with their picky fingers crossed. They let go.
“So when do I have to go?”
“In about an hour.”
An Hour and a half later:
Melanie was doing a great job serving the customers. Everyone that worked there wasn’t surprised she was the responsible one.
“Cathy, could you take that girl sitting in the booth at the last table?”
“Sure thing Mel.”
Cathy walked up to the girl who was wearing a baseball jersey, baseball cap, and sunglasses. “May I help you miss?”
“Cathy it’s me Angela.” She said taking off her sunglasses, luckily she had her back to Melanie.
Chapter 7
