Undercovers
Kayla’s POV
I was in the middle of wiping down the benches. It was 1:45 am in the morning, Tuesday. I had no idea what to completely expect.
As I noticed out of nowhere, the doors at the front of the bar had a noise of it being swung open and shut closed.
I look up, watching a young beautiful female entering the pub. “Miss! We’re closed…-” before I finished, I paused. She looks up at me with a smile and a flash of red eyes.
“Ma’am?” As she stopped for a minute and gave me an intense stare. I had no idea what to expect, how to react whatsoever. I kept my hand paused in one spot, sitting on the counter, staring back at her.
5 minutes later after some random staring contest, she fully turns directly at me, walking to the bar. As she took off a fedora wide brim, black hat, placing it slowly and lightly onto the counter...she smirked. “Well, look who's the new bartender of the week, hm?” she said ending it off with a echoing, strange chuckle.
“I’m sorry, but we’re full on closed tonight. We closed just 26 minutes ago, do you need help or anything?” I ask her, willing to get her to leave as I was already creeped out by her movement and behavior towards me.
“No. Don’t, it’s all good; I just came here because I come here every evening, dear.” I look at her as she rolled back on the edge of the counter, leaning and looking back at me.
“Can I help you? Or have we met at anytime before?” I ask her as she laughs historically. “Aren’t you just funny~ You clearly don’t get why I’m here, don’t you?” As she lifted her smile and her chin, she giggled right at my eyes.
“Kayla---” As I immediately looked over to the far right corner, my manager walks in. “Who are you? We’re closed, ma’am.” The manager speaking as she clears her throat.
“Why, I’m just her girlfriend...hahaha.” She laughed, with her eyelids tilted downwards. “Well...I’m sorry but I’m gonna have to ask you to leave, we’re closed. And Kayla, your shift is over.”
At first, giving the strange young lady a shocking, frozen face; next second, smiling fakely innocently at my manager. I had no idea what was gonna happen, but expecting it to not be good at all…
I watch the manager as she gave me a nod, with her bag, carried over the back of her shoulder, with the keys in her other hand for the doors.
“Lock it on your way out, and ma’am, please leave when Kayla does.”
“Kayla…?” As she looks up at me again with a drunk smirk...she bites her lip. “What an adorable, pure name. Disgusting to my ears!” She yelled as she giggled afterwards.
”May I call in security, Maddy?” Questioning my manager as she raised her eyebrow. “Uh, no just get changed and make sure you walk out, turning off all the lights and make sure she’s in front of you.”
She asked as she chucked the keys across part of the pub, catching it in my hands. “See you on Thursday.”
As Maddison nodded and smiled, leaving the pub. I look back at the young girl, twirling her finger tip around in circles on the counter top, humming quietly. “Well, you’re gonna have to leave. Or else, that is when I’m calling security.”
“Security…?” She laughed as she rolled her eyes. “Baby, where are they at anyways? It’s just you and me…” she laughed again. I got sort of creeped out - I sigh of irritation, distressed at her annoying attitude and act of behaviour, response to my words.
“Still---” As I pause, I suddenly hear a buzzing annoying, goddamn loud ass ringtone vibrating through my pockets.
I slide down my pocket, taking out my phone and swiping to answer, walking out of the bar area and sitting down on a stool. “Yes?” Approaching the caller. “Kayla, are you coming home?” Grace calling, which was on speaker as well.
“Yeah, I’m with some random strange girl that entered the pub at a time it was meant to be closed. I’m the only one here with her…”
“What about the manager? And what’s her name?” Grace asked suspicious.
“I honestly have no clue. I just met her out of nowhere.”
I look at her as if i’m about to shake or snap. “Kayla?” Grace beginning to impatiently wait for me to reply. I slowly put down my phone, away from my ears and ask the young girl for her name.
“Uhm...so, what’s your name?” She looks at me with a kinky type of smirk, answering. “Crimson J. Blood.” my eyes flash widenly shocked, I call back Grace; “Crimson Blood.”
She smiles and laughs after what I said, licking her lips roughly as I watch. “I-I’ll call you back…” I end the call, slowly putting my phone away.
“Better be going now...hurry up, leave.”
As I let her leave first, turning off all the lights and doing what my Manager requested.
I walk out from behind. “Oh no, you don’t!” As she immediately grabbed my wrists after walking in front of her, she turns me around and aggressively pinning me against the wall.
“What the fuck!?” As she puts me against the wall and keeps me there, like as if she begins leaning in at my face and do something unexpecting.
“You know...at the same time, to me you look so fucking incredibly delicious~~...!” As she locks me in between her grip, keeping me still pinned against the wall.
It was difficult enough for me to escape, even trying to physically push her out of the way; I failed. Me realizing I was just as strong as her, a flash of 2 demonic circles in her eye pupils, with the rest of her eyes fulfilling blackness.
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