Welcome To Sophie’s Diary

Chapter 14: The Trio For The Weekend

I took a minute before coming out with the bottle of tequila.

“Sophie, the boss is looking for you,” one of the waitresses told me.

I panicked.

What if he’d seen Aiden and me?

I brushed off the thought. Besides, we weren’t doing anything.

Still, my heart was pounding.

I held myself together, dropped the bottle at my station and looked towards Aiden’s station. He wasn’t there either. Neither was Edna.

Cold chills ran through my body because I didn’t know why Julian had called us.

I tried keeping it together and went to answer him.

“Hi, boss. I was told you’re looking for me.” I asked, trying to hide my anxiety, but it was showing all over my face.

“Yes, I asked for the three of you,” he said, pressing something on his phone.

I looked around.

Edna and Aiden were already there.

I signaled to Edna, asking her what was wrong, but she only shrugged her shoulders, showing she didn’t know why she had been called either.

“The three of you will be going to Miss Sinclair’s villa for a weekend job.”

“The three of us?” Edna and I chorused together.

“Yes. Do you have a problem with that?”

“No, boss. I’m happy to be of service,” Aiden said.

“Wait a minute. Why the three of us?” Edna asked in confusion. “Boss, please clear the confusion. I thought the weekend job was for Sophie, so why now three?”

“Yeah, a change of plans. Miss Sinclair needed something muscular, different and—”

Aiden looked at me.

“Muscular,” he remarked.

“I’m still talking.”

“I’m sorry, boss. Continue.” Aiden coughed.

“As I was saying, she needs the three of you for the weekend. You’ll be leaving on Saturday. That’s when her party is starting, and she’s already paid for the three of you. After work, any tips you get are yours to keep.”

He paused.

“One more thing. You’re there for business. Anything aside from mixing tequilas and cocktails, you do what?”

“Charge for it,” we all chorused.

“Exactly. If one of her guests requests that you smile, he or she pays. No money, no entertainment. Is that clear?”

“Yes, boss,” we all chorused again.

“If any guest asks for a happy ending, you know how happy ending is done. I don’t need to remind you. So get your head in the game while you’re at it.”

He pointed towards the stacks of money.

“Don’t come back if you don’t have enough to spoil yourself for the weekend, because you see this stack? None of you is getting a dime.”

He showed us the money Miss Sinclair had paid for the three of us.

“That’s all. You can leave.”

He signaled for us to go back to work.

“Girl, it’s going to be a long weekend,” Edna said.

“Tell me about it.” I blew a raspberry.

“Shortie, hope you’re ready for the weekend?” Aiden said, smirking at me.

“I’ve told you not to call me that,” I flared.

“And I’ve told you, as long as we’re working together, you get to hear ‘shortie’ from me anytime, anywhere.” He glared at me.

“When did you two start bickering?” Edna chipped in.

“We?” I scoffed, looking offended. “Huh? There’s no ‘we.’”

“Then there’s something going on between you two.” Edna looked at Aiden. “Are you telling me?”

Aiden shrugged, mouthing, I don’t know what’s wrong with her.

“And you, Sophie? Are you telling me?”

I mouthed, Leave me alone out of this.

“You both are not serious.”

Edna left.

“Shortie, are you telling your friend what happened in the bar?” Aiden asked, raising his brows at me, signaling that he’d tell Edna.

I grabbed him by the collar.

“Don’t even think about it. I’d kill you before you try it.”

“Easy, easy, Kill Bee. Why are you in a rush to kill me?” He smirked, taking my hands off his collar. “Next time you grab me like that, I hope it’ll be to kiss me.”

“Oh, it’ll be to strangle you, and next time I wouldn’t miss.”

I glared at him, giving him the ick look.

Knowing fully well that deep down inside, I loved the way we were bickering. I just didn’t want it to seem like I was throwing myself at him.

He’s got to earn his keep, I thought.

Completely forgetting about Jason.

The day went by quickly.

When I checked the time, it was already 7:30, and it was time to clock out.

I balanced my account and submitted my ID and apron at the counter.

No message from Jason.

No calls.

Nothing at all.

Maybe that’s where our paths end.

I shrugged the thought of Jason off.

“Whatever we had, or thought we had, it’s done for,” I said aloud.

“What’s done for? Me?” Aiden chipped in.

“Why do you like getting yourself involved in things that don’t concern you?” I asked. “I thought you were more of an Edna person. Why are you hovering around me?”

“Ooohhh, I sense some jealousy.” He grinned. “Are you jealous, shortie? Tell me, and I won’t talk to your best friend again. Pinky promise.”

“Are you nuts? Jealous of who? You?” I laughed between words. “You’re just crazy.”

“I’m crazy about you, shortie.”

I froze.

“I know we started off on the wrong foot, but I don’t mind starting over again.”

He held my hands.

I gulped down my anxiety. I could feel sweat running down my back, but I couldn’t help it.

At that moment, he ruined it.

“BOOM!”

He shouted sarcastically and burst out laughing.

“Was that what you were expecting? Oh, shortie, you’re just predictable. Whew, this girl!”

“I hate you!”

God, I whined in embarrassment, stamping my foot.

I hurriedly left to change my clothes.

God, I’m such a fool.

For a moment, I thought he was being real.

Why did I fall for such words?

“God, just kill me already,” I grumbled over and over while changing my clothes.

Then I looked around.

Edna was supposed to change her clothes with me.

Where was she?

I hurriedly changed my clothes and lifted the other bag. It was Edna’s, and there was no sign that she’d changed.

So I took the bag and went looking for her.

I asked two of the waitresses if they’d seen Edna, but neither of them gave me a positive response.

While I was still looking, someone suddenly dragged me by the hand into a quiet corner behind the changing room.

And lo and behold…

It was Aiden.

“Shhhh.” He gestured for me to keep quiet, grabbing me by the waist.

“There’s something I want to show you.”

“Show me? Aiden, this is a workplace. What do you want to show me? What if Julian sees us?”

“Relax. No one is seeing us. It’s just the two of us.”

“Two of us? Where’s Edna? What did you do to my best friend?”

“She’s doing something for Julian. Don’t worry, she’s okay.”

He looked at me.

“But you? I don’t think you are.”

“I’m not safe? What did I do?”

“Shhhh, quiet, shortie. You ask a lot of questions.”

He took the bags from my hand and placed them down.

“I want you to know something.”

He tucked my hair away so he could look at me properly.

“You don’t seem like one easy girl.”

“I’m glad you know that,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“That’s good.”

He leaned closer.

“Because I’m going to make you beg me to f**k you, and—”

“f**k who?” I interrupted.

“Shhh.”

He placed a hand over my mouth.

“I’m still talking, shortie. I’m not done.”

He gave me that intense look, like a tiger waiting to devour its prey.

“I won’t touch you without your permission, shortie. But I will make sure you beg me to f**k you.”

This time, he whispered it in my ear.

I stood frozen.

Anyone could see I was blushing, but I still tried to keep it cool.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“But your body is saying otherwise, shortie. You can’t deny it.”

I tried shifting a step away from him, but he held me firmly against the wall, leaning close to my neck.

“Your heart is pounding, shortie. Are you scared?”

“Scared? I’m not…” I replied between breaths.

“Don’t worry, shortie. I don’t bite.”

He paused, smirking.

“And when I bite, you’ll beg for more.”

He stepped back.

“See you tomorrow, shortie. Goodnight.”

He tucked my hair again, gave me a goodnight kiss, tapped my cheek and left.

I stood there blank for ten minutes.

What just happened right now?

Who the hell is Aiden?

Thoughts kept creeping through my head.

I was going crazy, and I didn’t know what to do or who to tell about it.