The Gang Leader Is Interested In Me

The Clean Up

I awake to my alarm blaring which has become the most annoying sound on the planet. I reach over sleepily and slap my phone to get it to shut up. I groan when I have to actually grab it to turn it off. I sit up and sigh. Yay, Another day in this world. Note the sarcasm. I get up and walk to my kitchen and grab the cup I left out and fill it with orange juice. I take a deep breath as I take a drink. I make some toast and start to get dressed while eating.

I have decided to close the club for the day. I take out my phone and message the group chat with my staff to let them all know they don't need to come in as I am going to go in and clean not opening the club tonight. They all text back “okay” and so I finish up getting dressed. I rinse out my orange juice cup and stick it in the dishwasher. I grab my keys and bag and head out the door locking it behind me.

I drive in complete silence and just let my thoughts wander to last night, To Corey, To really anything and everything.

I arrive at the club and go inside making sure all the doors are locked. I grab a marker and a Piece of paper. I very neatly write “ CLOSED FOR CLEANING “ On it. I sigh and find the tape, taping this note to the front door for all to see.

I look around at the state of my club and roll my eyes. Did I make the right decision having my club here in the middle of lunatic ville.

I go and find a broom and dust pan and start sweeping the broken glass and things off the floor. After about an hour of that I start picking up the broken tables and setting them by the backdoor to be taken to the dumpster. Great, I have to buy more tables. I grab my phone to find the closest place that sells tables. I hear a faint knock on the front door. I roll my eyes and walk to the front door, surprise it's Corey.

I open the door and let him in quickly, locking it behind him.

“What do you want?” I say sternly.

“I just came to see if there was any way I could help. After all, I did secretly start the brawl last night just to piss you off..” He trails off.

I become red with anger.

“You what!?” I scream

He throws his hands up in a surrendering motion.

“I was mad at you for sticking up to me, I now understand how wrong that was. I may or may not have told certain gangs that the other was threatening them” He runs his hand through his hair trying to act innocent.

I look at him still in a pure rage and throw my hands up angrily.

“Go buy me new tables. I dont want to see you unless you have 15 f*****g tables” I say huffing and walking away from him.

He nods and leaves, I once again lock the door behind him.

I go to the bar and snatch a glass and fill it with scotch, Chugging it gone in one swift motion. Great when he comes back he's going to hang around I just know it.