Loves True Crime: A twisted Mafia Tale

Chapter 3 Alexis

“Wake up b***h!” My annoying roommate Ashtyn says as she jumps on my bed. I groan at her pulling the cover over my head. I am sooo not a morning person. “Come on Lexi, you promised me breakfast this morning” she whines. Finally I sit up rubbing my eyes in the process knowing I did make her a promise. “Okay okay, I’m up,” I protest. Looking at the clock on my phone and it’s 10:16 in the morning. “What do want to eat for breakfast?” I ask finally looking at her. Taking a second to think about what she wants, her face lights up. “Breakfast burrito!” She cheers as she gets off of my queen size bed and disappear out of the room. “Don’t be long Lexi, I’m hungry.” I can’t help but to laugh at her, Ash loves my breakfast burritos. I make scrambled eggs with bacon, sausage, hash brown and cheese all wrapped up in a tortilla shell. I don’t get to make breakfast often because of our work schedule, one of us is always gone or we’re both gone or sleep. After a good stretch I finally get out of bed and walk to the bathroom to do my morning routine. After using the bathroom I opt out of brushing my teeth till after I’m done eating. So I just splash may face with warm water and wash my hands and make my way to the kitchen. Making my way through the hallway I pass our friendship wall. It hangs a variety of pictures on it. Pictures of all four of us, we frame all of our moments together.

“You know, I’m starting to think you only asked me to move in with you was so I can cook for you.” I laugh while searching the refrigerator for ingredients. “Hey that is not true. It’s-it’s a bonus tho.” She smiles defending her self as she sits on the tan plush couch. She turns back to the tv. I can’t do nothing but shake my head at her and start cooking. I can’t complain tho I love our two bedroom Los Angeles apartment and I love living with Ash. Our apartment is small but it spacious enough for the both of us. The kitchen has brown countertops, a white refrigerator and a matching microwave to the side. Ash is really the big sister that I never had but always wanted. She’s a year and a half older than me, about 5’7 and weights about 120 pounds. Her eyes are a soft blue that compliments her sandy blonde straight hair and her fair white skin. She’s a total bad a*s and lives by her own rules. I finish the burritos in no time, I really do enjoy cooking. I use to cook all the time when I lived with my dad. Since my “mother” left us when I was a few weeks old I had no choice but to learn. My dad was a terrible cook. What am I saying he’s still a terrible cook.

Anyways I learnt at a young age how to cook because takeout had became our everyday living. So when I was twelve I decided that it was time that we start to eat better. Also because I started to notice that fast food was affecting my dads health so cookbooks and the cooking channel were also my best friends. I place the burritos on plate, one for her and myself and grab cups for orange juice. “Ash breakfast is ready.” I yell and she comes running out of the living room and sits at the table and I serve her. She bites into the burrito not wasting no time. “Mmmmm! Amazing” She moans in between bites and I can’t help but to laugh at her as I take my own bite. I don’t want to toot my own horn but I am really good at cooking. If I didn’t have other goals in life I could see myself as a chef or something. I look at my best friend as she continues to devour the breakfast. I really love her, she’s been one of my best friends since we were in middle school. It was the beginning of the year and I was sitting at a table all alone and she comes up to me out of the blue and sits across from me and says “Hi I’m Ashtyn, wanna be my friend?” Taken by surprise and by her confidence and directness I couldn’t help but to say “sure.”

We’ve been best friends and inseparable ever since. She’s been there for me at my lowest and believe me I’ve had more than I like to admit. And I’ve been there for her as well, whether it’s stalking an ex boyfriend or slashing some b***h tires. Being a wing man or a wing woman in our case I’ve been there. We make our morning small talk about work or the night before as we eat. Once were done she offers to wash the few dishes in the sink while I finally go shower and get myself together. I head back down the hall to my room and go to my bathroom. My room is pretty nice it’s not as big like Ash’s since she has the master bedroom. We split the bills down the middle so everything is 50/50. But my room is still a pretty nice size for me and all my stuff. When I moved in the walls were white but Ash allowed me to paint it blue. Well my dad painted it blue lol. But we both have our own shower in our rooms. I have a small closet and she has a full walk-in closet. I bought my full size bed from my dads house and he bought me a dresser set. There’s pictures of me and my dad, and pictures of me and my friends framed all around my room. I left most of my baby pictures with my dad. My moving out was really hard on him, it’s always been just us. And even though I’m twenty-two years old he still considers me his baby girl. Which I can understand since I am his only child. Once I reach my bathroom I turn on the shower and adjust it to hot, like really hot. I get in letting the water hit my body. I pull my hair out of my bun and being to wash my hair and my body. After in am fully clean I rinse off and step out. I sit on the edge of my bed a begin to check my phone. And I see that I have two missed calls and two voicemails from my dad. A couple more texts from my other two best friends Dorian and Johnathan. I roll my eyes as I see I have five missed calls from my ex boyfriend Kannon.

He just doesn’t get the point, and refuses to leave me alone. I decide that I would get dressed and do my hair before returning calls. I lotion down with my lotion that matches the body wash that I used in the shower. Throwing on a navy blue lace panty and b*a set before I put on a pair of black leggings that I have to struggle to pull them up over my legs and a*s. You see my a*s is pretty big and I have thighs for days. I’m not fat but I’m not skinny either. I put on a soft pink knitted sweater deciding not to put on an undershirt. Once I’m completely dressed I remove the towel from around my head and take everything dirty to the bathroom basket. Back in the bathroom I brush my teeth and straighten my wild curls, letting my hair fall to the middle of my back. After everything with Kannon I went through a little midlife crisis and cut it. You see my hair use to fall down to my butt and by me being 5’5 it made my hair look a lot longer. But after being in a toxic draining relationship I decided it was for a change and did a big chop. Now that I am fully dressed I go back to my phone. Dorian- “Wake up already. Lol I know you’re still sleep but I need a ride to work tonight. My car is on some bullshit again.” She ends the message with a crying emoji. Me- “Actually for your information Dor I’ve been up. But of course I’ll pick you up. Sorry to hear about your car babe, let me know if you need anything you know I gotchu girl. Love you. MUAH!” It really wasn’t a problem picking her up because we all worked at the same club together. Dor, John, Ash and I. Working at the club was how I met Dorian and Jonathan. After texting her and Johnathan back I called my dad back because I know he’s probably other thinking. He doesn’t like me working at the club, so he has this rule that I have to call him every night I get off no matter how late it is.

“Hey baby girl” He answered.

“Hey daddy” I reply back.

“You didn’t call me last night when you got off work I was worried sweetheart.”

“I know I’m sorry dad work was super busy and I came home and crashed” I confessed.

“Sweetheart I wish you wouldn’t work there. There’s other places you can work to make money.”

“I know that dad but this job pays good and the tips are good as well” I roll my eyes. He sats this almost every day, I know he’s just looking out for me. But the club isn’t as bad as he thinks or makes it seems.

He take a hard breath “I’m just worried about your safety baby girl, you have to understand I’m your dad its my job to keep you safe.”

“I know daddy, but the club is not that bad and I’m safe there I promise. I’ll be by this weekend to come and see you okay.”

“You mean to cook my meals for the week, so I won’t order take out.” He laughs.

“That too but I do miss you daddy and I want to spend time with you” I clarify.

“Alright baby girl I gotta get back to work.”

“Okay daddy I’ll talk to you later okay, I love you.”

“I love you too sweetheart bye.” I reply back with own bye before ending the call.

After my call with my dad there’s one call left. I just don’t understand why Kannon won’t leave me alone. We broke up four months ago and he’s been making my life a living hell ever since. He calls me non stop, shows up at club and causes a scene every single time. I was close to losing my job because of him. I sigh and call back. He picks up almost immediately. “Morning baby.” He says making me gag at him calling me baby. “What do you want Kannon why do you keep calling me?” I question him already annoyed ready to end this call. “I want you, I want us back together. I know I made a mistake and I’ve apologized for it. I’ve been trying to make it up to you for months now. How long are you planning on punishing me for it?” He pleads but I just roll my eyes, not really caring what he has to say anymore. “You didn’t make a mistake Kannon, you had a b***h in my bed them hit me for confronting you about it. Those aren’t mistakes those are choices you made. So now it’s time for you to live with the consequences of your actions. There’s no getting us back, there’s no getting me back. I rather be single for the rest of my life then to get back with someone who cheats on me and hit me.”

“I’m sorry Lexi DAMN! What do I have to do to get you to see how sorry I am. That girl didn’t mean nothing to me, she doesn’t mean anything to me. Baby that will never happen again I swear, I was just upset and I took it off on you but I never meant to hit you. Baby it just happened, but I’m telling you I’ve changed. Just let me show you that, I’m just asking for one more chance to do things right.” I swear this boy is giving me a headache. This is it I am going to block him right after this call. Because I can’t keep doing this he’s just not getting that I am really serious about us being done. “Kannon there is nothing you can do or say that would ever make me believe for one second that you have chanced or that you’re sorry for anything you’ve put me thru. You crossed so many lines that there’s no coming back. I don’t want you to do a damn thing other than leaving me the hell alone, and I mean. Or so help me Baby Jesus I will get a restraining order against you. JUST LEAVE ME THE f**k ALONE!” I yell before hanging up the phone in his face. I rub my temples feeling frustrated. I walk out my room to the living room where I find Ash watching The Vampire Diaries on Netflix. I drop down next to her on the couch, and put my head on her shoulder. “Kannon?” She ask already knowing my frustrations. Kannon was all I replied back. She already knows my struggles with him so there isn’t much need for an explanation. “Why can’t I have a boyfriend like Stephen” I ask as I watch my crush on the screen. Elena just doesn’t deserve him, he’s entirely too good for her. “Because vampires don’t exist and real boys are stupid.” She answers my question pulling me out my thought cause both of us to laugh. Ash always says exactly what I need to hear when I’m dealing with Kannon and his bullshit. We watch a couple more episodes before I decide to take a nap before getting ready for work.