"just two more years and the kid is gonna be out!" the orphan director shouted at his wife. "I can't take it anymore. She's sucking our money!" Mrs. Cruze sobbed. "it's $2,000 she's asking for! How can we give it to her? How could YOU?" she sobbed some more. "you know if we didn't give it, she'd steal it anyways." Mr. Cruze sighed. "I want the girl out Ethan." Mrs. Cruze said defiantly. "Me too Elizabeth, me too."
i smiled victoriously at the sight of their defeat. But still, $2 000 is wasn't nearly enough for me to pay off the company. I had stolen the Yellow Diamond. I wouldn't have been caught if it weren't for the sales lady. I had given the jewellery back, but I still had to pay the fine. I would pay them back quarter of the price and they'd keep the incident silent. But a whole $100,000... I went out to the streets to 'earn' money with still the consequences of my theft nagging my mind.
I swore along the way till I got to the casino. I was underaged, obviously, but the manager didn't need to know. The makeup made me look a lot older than I actually was. I dressed into the small snug black dress with an apron. 8:00pm, the guests would start rolling in. The casino was packed with men, rich men blowing their money in the gamble. Some were in good moods and others in excellent moods. Losing money for them didn't make a difference. It sickened me. Some of us had to work our asses off to earn a hundredth of what they did. But nonetheless, the job paid well. Tips were stuffed into our pockets, the only catch being is that the pocket was at the back of the dress. But I didn't care. For money, I would do anything. I took the drinks around to the poker table. Rich, hot men were seated around the table. I smiled ruefully as the money started coming in.
The casino was crammed, as usual. The air was a cheery white. "She's pretty." Ginger tapped my shoulders. "High praise coming from you sister." I smirked. "Why, i have high class brother." Ginger smiled. "Seriously, you need to relax." Ginger laughed at my tension. "Politics is breathig down my neck Ginger." I groaned. "Politics, Claw," Ginger sipped some beer, "is a game well played." I shook off my stress. "I was never good at games." I said. "What is love to you Claw?" Ginger suddenly asked. I was taken aback. Then i smiled. "One boring game i play well." Ginger pointed at her again. "Ok, I'll chill. Just text me if you see any media or the workers." i warned. "Ok, ok boss."
"17?" i asked. "16, you can tell?" she smiled. "Not the first one you see..." i stuffed a couple hundred in her pockets. "I like them young." i grabbed her head and kissed her deep. She took my neck and kissed more. My pocket buzzed, but i was too absorbed in the kiss. There was something about her. The way she kissed... Then someone grabbed me and peeled me away from her. The girl walked away. I turned around, mighty pissed. "what?" i snapped. I saw Ginger. "Kay is here." she said casually. I groaned. "Kay as in Kayla Kay or Journal Kay?" i asked, already knowing the answer. "Journal Kay." I straightened my shirt and wiped my face. "Lipstick on my face?" i asked. "all clean Claw, all clean.
Apparently not clean enough. The kiss was all over the magazines. I ripped the paper as i imagined a busy day today. i needed to find the girl. a fling would really damage the company's reputation. I needed to have a relationship with her. I groaned and called Ginger. "Claw?" Ginger asked nervously. "I need the girl, now." i hissed. "It wont last." she warned. "i dont want or need it to last." i growled. "Ok, by two today?" she asked. "By one. I have lunch with Jagger." i said. "nice move brother." i could feel Ginger smile. "a up in the company. Very nice." Ginger complimented once more and the phonecall was done. I coldnt even live my own life the way i wanted to.