Life As We Know It

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Chapter 4

Kitty POV ~~

As I leave the house, I get a phone call from my sister, my best friend. I pick up the call with a sigh, feeling my head start to pound at the thought as to why I’m getting this phone call.
Me: Hello, Olivia
Olivia: Hey Kat. I was wondering if I could ask you a favor.
Me: What kind of favor do you need, Olivia?
Olivia: Well, I need some money, and you know I was just wondering if you could maybe lend me a three grand, please?
Me: What do you need three grand for, Olivia?
Olivia: I have some debts I need to pay off. It’s not that big of a deal.
Me: Who do you owe it to? I will write them a personal check so that they can clear you of your debts.
Olivia: NO!!!
Me: No?
Olivia: Well, I mean, you don’t have to do that; you can give me the money, and I’ll give it to them myself.
Me: *sighs* I’m not giving you three grand so that you can blow it all on whatever drug you're on now.
Olivia: I am not on drugs Kitty. I do have some debts to pay off.
Me: I’m not giving you the money, Olivia. If you need to pay these debts off, you have to tell who you owe. But I’m not giving you three grand; I can’t do that. I’m sorry.
Olivia: FINE, DON’T GIVE ME THE FUCKING MONEY!! I DON’T KNOW WHY I EVEN THOUGHT TO FUCKING ASK YOU AS IF YOU WOULD EVER GIVE ME THE MONEY!! I HATE YOU SO MUCH LIKE I CAN’T BELIEVE I EVER CALLED YOU MY SISTER!!
Me: *crying* I’m sorry, Olivia. I am, and I genuinely hope that you can get the help you need.
Olivia: I hate you; I don’t ever want to speak to you again.
Olivia hangs up the call as I pull up to work. I sit in the car and cry my heart out for a good 20 minutes before going inside the restaurant to clock in and get ready for my shift to start.
As I walk in through the employee entrance, I am greeted with a guy who looks a lot like my boss trying to suck the face off of one of the other waitresses; I think her name is Rachel, right in the entrance of his office. I walk away muttering to myself just how unprofessional I thought that was. As I’m clocking in, my best friend, Benjamin, comes up to me and bumps my hip with his.
“Hey, sexy mama.” He says, taking in my sexier than usual outfit.
“Hey, Papi,” I say, biting my lip in a flirtatious manner. As we make eye contact, we start laughing to the point where we are crying.
“What is wrong with us?” I ask, trying to catch my breath.
“I have absolutely no idea. But it’s why we’re best friends.” He says to me, once we catch our breath.
“You told no lies there, baby. So what are your plans for this weekend, honey?” I ask him as we put on our aprons.
“Not much, probably gonna spend it with mom and Bob.” He says as he picks up his notepad and pen, sticking them in his pocket. “How about you?”
“Try and spend some time with the girls or pick up some extra shifts depending on what my mom plans on doing this weekend. She was supposed to watch the girls tonight, but daddy surprised her with tickets to Reba in Nashville, and you know us Graham girls can’t pass on Reba.” I tell him as we walk out into the restaurant before we part ways.
As the night goes on, we get quite a few people to come to the point that we have to call in some extra waitresses. About halfway through the night, I transfer to behind the bar to help with their excess. Towards the end of my shift, we get about four bachelorette parties to come in for a late dinner. All four of the bachelorette parties stayed about two hours after closing, which meant two hours of overtime for me. I ended up calling Tiffany to ask her to stay for another three hours until I got off of work. She luckily said her brothers would be getting off later than usual so that she could stay until around five am. I told her that I would pay her an additional $65 for the extra hours. By the time they leave, it's four am so Ben, Roy, one of the bartenders, and I stay back with the boss to clean everything and close up.
“See you guys next week,” I tell Ben and Roy.
“See you later, Kat,” Roy yells back as he climbs into his car.
“You know what to do, babe,” Ben tells me as he pecks me on the lips.
“Always, sweet cheeks,” I tell him as I turn towards the direction of my car.
“Hot damn!!” Ben exclaims as he smacks my ass.
“Hey!! Hands off the merch, buddy!” I yell over my shoulder, laughing.
Once I get into my car and start the engine, I see Ben get in his truck, and as I pass him, I blow him a kiss, which he catches. On the way home, I turn on the radio, and immediately Exchange by Bryson Tiller starts playing. On my way home, I stop at the ATM to pick up the $200 to pay Tiffany and $50 extra to give her. I sing along to every song that plays until I pull into my garage. Once I get everything situated in the car, I walk into the house and towards the living room, where I see the light on. As I turn the corner, I see the TV playing some random Netflix movie, and I see Tiffany laying on the sofa covered in the afghan I keep over the back of the sofa.
“Tiffany, Tiffany, it’s time to wake up, sweetie,” I say softly as I gently shake her shoulder to wake her up.
“Oh, hi.” She says as she jumps up, slightly startled. “Sorry I fell asleep. I didn’t mean to. I was laying here waiting for you, and then I don’t know what happened.”
“You’re ok, sweetie. I just got home and wanted to let you know you could call your brothers.” I tell her as I turn to walk out of the room towards the kitchen to get something to drink.
“Oh, thank you. I’ll call them now.” She tells me as she starts packing up her things to be ready when her brothers get here.
“Oh, before I forget, here’s your money. I put a little extra in there as a thank you for the inconvenience of having to stay for an extra two hours.” I say, handing her the $250.
“You didn’t have to do that, Kitty. It wasn’t that big of a deal. They were sweet little peaches all night. I had no problem staying a little longer.” She tells me as she takes her phone out to texts her brothers that she ready to go.
“I want you to have it as a thank you for watching my demon spawn daughters even though you think they’re sweet,” I tell her as I go upstairs to check on the girls.
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