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Stung and Employed By The Wasp

A Connection To What I Need and Want

1 Week Ago ~

I walked into the bar with my fake ID yet again this week and sat down at a corner booth hidden in the way back.

I’d normally go and get a drink but tonight my head was already spinning.

I was down to $500. That was it.

I still didn’t have a job, and I was spending it beyond carefully.

Within days I’d need a job no matter what it was.

With no back up plan and family to help me out, I had to make the money.

“Hey, mind if I sit with you?” a girl asked.

“Whatever.” I mumbled.

“Rough day?” She wondered.

Before I answered I actually looked up and saw her. She was a gorgeous girl. Blond hair, blue eyes, tall, slender, and overall beautiful.

I wouldn’t be surprised if she was a model.

“Rough few months.” I answered honestly.

“Anything I can help with I’d love to.” She stated.

“This sounds so stupid and desperate but I’m actually looking for employment, I need a job and I’m kind of running out of time.” I told her ashamed.

“No way, I work at a place and they’re hiring one person. You have to know someone to even get the job that’s already associated with the place and well you know me now.” She stated.

“What kind of job?” I asked.

“Really easy, it’s called a supplier and all you do is go and buy food, and other stuff like that for the house. It’s easy and quite honestly you make good money. Plus the heads of the house are hotter than hell. A bit scary at times, but only if you really fuck up.” She told me.

“Heads of the house?” I questioned.

“How about this, tomorrow I’m off for the day so I can take you up to the house and show you around. Then if you’re interested I can help you start the application process.” She said.

“That would be so awesome, you don’t even know.” I stated.

“I like to help people out. Oh, and by the way my name’s Heather.” She introduced me.

“Nice to meet you Heather, I’m Zoey.” I replied back.

“Beautiful name. I’ll drive you home if that’s okay and give you some headers for tomorrow.” She said.

“Promise you’re not a killer?” I asked.

She laughed, “I wish.”

She got up, walked out of the bar with me behind her and she got into a very fancy black car.

“Get in.” She called, tapping the seat.

I got into the passenger’s seat, and gave her instructions as how to get to my shitty little room in a motel.

“So you were talking about what I need for tomorrow?” I reminded her.

“Yeah so the dress code’s a bit strict so what I’ll do is bring you an outfit tomorrow when I come to pick you up and then we can go.” She planned.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pick something up?” I wondered.

“No, it’s totally okay, don’t worry.” She replied.

She pulled up to the motel, and a certain look on her face came up, I knew that face too well.

“I know it’s not exactly paradise, but thanks so much for dropping me off.” I thanked her.

“No problem and I totally understand. You’re a beautiful girl though who deserves more, I think you’ll like what the house has to offer you.” She told me.

“Thanks, see you tomorrow.” I said.

“I’ll be here at 9, be ready.” She instructed as she sped away.

I pulled out my key and entered my shitty little room. It was nice inside, but it smelled of smoke and some type of illegal drug. I didn’t do either. This is what I had been lowered to.

Maybe Heather was right, maybe I did belong there.

For now I was here though, and I had to suck it up.

I laid on the bed, and felt it’s usual give away so that it sunk almost all the way to the floor as it always did.

I needed this, and really badly.

Hopefully everything would go fine tomorrow.



At the moment though, I had no idea what I was getting myself in to.

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Comments

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@WednesdaysCoffin
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@BloodSacrifice
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@WednesdaysCoffin
I hadn't noticed