25. Doll
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
DOLL
TWO WEEKS LATER
W e had been back in Montgomery for two weeks now. I can’t lie and say that I didn’t miss waking up to the ocean, ’cause I definitely did. When we made it back home, reality hit. I needed to get a fucking job and get back on my shit.
Stoney had a housekeeper job lined up for me at Millionaire Suites, and I didn’t really want to take it, but it wasn’t like jobs were dropping at my feet. I had been working there for the past week and already wanted to quit that shit. Some of the people that stayed in that hotel was disgusting as fuck. I had to clean a room the other day and it looked as if they had been fucking all ’round the mufucka. The mattress was no longer on the bed. A used condom was stuck to the ceiling. Don’t ask me how the hell it got up there ’cause I didn’t have the slightest idea. All I know was that I had to stand on the table to get the shit down.
They left liquor bottles all over the room, clothes, trash. It was like they didn’t even think to clean up a lil behind themselves before they left. The shit was trifling.
I stepped off the elevator with my cart and stopped at the first room I was supposed to clean for the day. “Please let it be halfway decent,” I prayed as I used my key to gain entry. God must have been on my side ’cause the room barely looked as if someone had even stayed in there. If the bed was made up, one would have thought they sent me to clean a clean room.
I stripped the bed and grabbed some clean sheets. My phone chimed as I began to make the bed up.
Stoney: I need you to go clean the penthouse suite on the top floor. Apryl called out today.
I had never been inside any of the penthouses since I’d been working here. The regular suites were gorgeous as hell, so I could only imagine what the penthouses looked like. I finished up in the room and immediately took the elevator up to the penthouse. It dinged and my mouth dropped to the floor.
It had floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the Montgomery Skyline. The mufucka had stairs inside it. Stairs! Now I saw why Apryl only cleaned the penthouses. They were gigantic. I padded ’cross the black marble floor, taking in my view. To the left of me was the living room area. A huge white rug rested in front of the gold and black sectional. Mostly everything inside there was gold and black.
I made my way toward the staircase and took ’em up to the second floor. I figured it’d be best to start from the top and make my way to the bottom. When I got upstairs, I froze. Scar was sitting on the edge of the bed with his phone shoved up to his face and some naked chick lay next to him. His eyes shifted from the phone and locked with mine.
Without uttering a single word, I spun on my heels and ran full speed down the stairs. “Doll!” he called after me.
I repeatedly pressed the elevator button. The shit was taking entirely too fucking long to come back for me. Scar tightly gripped me by the wrist and turned me where I was facing him. All I saw was his third leg, hanging between his legs.
“Real estate agent, huh? From the looks of it, you work for me. How the fuck did I not know that?” He scratched his beard and I yanked away from him. Knowing that he’d not too long ago had been inside someone else, I didn’t want his hands on me.
“Don’t act like you’ve never lied ’bout some shit while out of town. I just never thought I’d have to see yo’ ass again.” I rolled my eyes at him. Had I known I was gon’ be working for him, I wouldn’t have told him that damn lie.
“Why you left without saying goodbye?”
Folding my arms over my chest, I replied, “It’s complicated. It’s not like we were on the best of terms anyway. Who’s that up there? It don’t look like the same chick from Ocean Reef.” I scrunched my face.
His index finger brushed my chin and I whacked it away. “Let me find out you’re jealous.” He hit me with an evil smirk.
“Jealous of what?”
“That it’s not you up there in my bed.”
“Don’t be so fucking full of yourself. I couldn’t care less.”
“That’s whatcha mouth say.” Scar placed his palm against my racing heart. “But it ain’t whatcha heart say.”
I slapped his hand down. “You don’t know what you’re talking ’bout.”
“Yeah, OK. I still can’t believe you lied to kick it. I probably still would have fucked you after knowing that you worked for me.”
“Ugh!” I huffed and the elevator opened. I stepped on and faced him. He stood there waving at me and grinning as the doors shut on him. “I’m gon’ kill Stoney.”
Soon as I got off in the lobby, I headed to the back of the hotel where the maintenance department was located. The first stop I made was Stoney’s office. I didn’t even bother to knock, just barged straight on in there. “You couldn’t have told me that was Scar’s penthouse!” I screamed at her. Stoney’s eyes peered over the top of her iMac in my direction. She lifted to her feet, rounded her desk, and shut the door behind me.
“You don’t have to be so loud. You do know that we’re in a place of business.” I watched her strut her ass back ’round the desk and took her seat. “Plus, I didn’t think it really mattered.”
“How, Stoney?” I asked in a hushed tone. I wanted to jump over that desk and choke the lights out of her ass. She of all people knew how down bad I was over that nigga when we got back. My ass was sick to my stomach. He and I hadn’t got the chance to talk ’bout what happened after the mall incident. It was as if we were never placed in the same room again, and I damn sure wasn’t gon’ swallow my pride and show up to his suite.
“I thought you would have been over him by now. I mean,” her gaze met mine and she continued, “You have been seeing what’s his face.”
“So what! You still could have given me a fucking heads up.”
“Honestly, with what time of day it is, I didn’t even think he was gon’ be in there.”
“Oh, he was in there with another bitch!” I eased down into the chair directly in front of her desk. It felt as if the entire world was weighing on my shoulders.
“I’m so sorry, Doll. Are you OK?”
“I will be.”
“You miss him?”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. Of course, I fucking missed him. He was starting to make me feel things I’d never felt before. He had been treating me like I was his, but then there were the bitches. I knew I couldn’t have anything serious with Scar. He wasn’t the relationship type nigga and after that shit with Rell, I wasn’t certain if I even wanted to go down that road with him.
“More than I’d like to admit.”
“Why don’t you just talk to him?”
“Says the person who told me not to fall for him in the first place.”
“I know what I said, but maybe it’ll help you.”
“Help me how? It’s probably just gon’ make me madder.”
“Well, I don’t know, Doll. You have to figure something out. You can’t just run from him forever. You work for him.”
I stood to my feet and looked her dead in the eyes and replied, “Watch me.”