Broken Pieces, L. S. [brene brown rising strong .txt] 📗

middle of the night because of another nightmare courtesy of non-other than Dan. I was sweating all over my body, my throat is dry too so I decided to get something to drink. I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and its 3 am. Kate is snoring so I tip toed to the kitchen cause I don’t want to make any kind of noise.

I didn’t turn on the kitchen bulb cause the full moon is just enough to light the way. I took some mineral water from the fridge, I drank it right away and an instant satisfaction covered my throat.

I was about to take the stairs to go back to our room when I heard some gasping coming from Ron’s room. I also noticed that his lights are on which was weird cause Ron usually sleeps from 8 in the evening until 6 am. Staying there for almost a week now made me memorized his daily and nightly routines. A sudden panic washed over me, with Ron’s weight it’s not really unusual if he gets a heart attack. I was shaken by the thought, what if he is really having a heart attack? What will I do? Should I wake the others? The gasping went louder and my heart beat became faster. I went to his room and gasping turned groaning, the door is slightly open so I decided to peek inside first and I was thankful that I didn’t go in there cause apparently Ron wasn’t having a heart attack, the gasping and groaning are due to the intense pleasure he was getting from Megan; Lana’s roommate and the youngest among us seventeen, she has this innocent big black eyes with long lashes, small sharp pointed nose, and small lips. And I can’t believe that behind that innocent look she is giving Ron a blow job.

I immediately tip toed back to our room; I was chasing my breath as I lock the door and sat on my bed. I can’t believe that Megan will do such thing; it’s not that I judge people but based on my experience those people like Ron, they are old, bored and disgusting. I still want to puke every time I remember being fucked by 5 different guys at the stag party Dan signed me up for and not to mention being taken by my evil step father since I turned 14.

“Hey, why are you still awake?”

I almost jumped when I heard the husky voice of Kate.

“N-nothing. . .” I lied.

She looked at me with eyes wondering what’s going on. I was sweating and I was breathing so fast. She sat on the bed Buddha style.

“Tell me what’s wrong?” she asked concernedly.

I don’t know what to do, should I tell her? But if I do Megan might hate me and I don’t want them to think that she is such a slut. But shouldn’t they need to be aware that there something like that going on in our work place? Cause it may be possible that Ron is just forcing Megan like what Dan did to me and if I tell Kate now, maybe we can act right now.

“Come on, Jill. You know you can tell me everything.” She said.

I’ve only been here for a week and since I stopped any communication with Nicole, Kate and the rest of the girls are basically my family now and of course Kate is the closest with me.

“Alright” I sighed. “I went to the kitchen to get some cold water” she listened. “And I heard something in Ron’s room” I stopped cause I don’t how to say it in a way that Kate wont judge Megan.

“You saw Ron fucking Megan” she laughed.

I was horrified. She knew? And they didn’t even do anything about it?

“You knew?” I asked.

I am really confused about everything. Kate nods.

“All along you knew? And you didn’t do anything about it?” I asked.

She shook her head and smirked.

“That’s not how it works here Jill; Megan isn’t the only one doing that. . .” she paused. “I do that and the rest of the girls here too” she admits.

She only made everything more confused for me. They all sleep with Ron? But why?

“I knew you are wondering why we do that, its part of our job, it’s what we do for a living and I am not expecting you to understand. I felt the same when I first started here, but eventually I got it and it’s not that bad” she said.

I shook my head; I can’t help not to feel frustrated about this whole thing.

“I don’t understand, I mean is he forcing you to do it?” I asked with the obvious frustration on my tone.

“No” she said calmly. “Ron never forced anyone of us, although he initiated the idea, we were doing it because we want to. You maybe think that Ron is a bad person but he isn’t, he maybe stiff and strict but he has a good heart. I can even remember the first time I got here. I ran away from home, my mom is a stoned woman who wants to sell me to work as a prostitute. I saw this place, I asked Ron if I can work with him and even though I had no experience, I was a dropped out junior high school student with nothing, no place, no money, as in nothing” I was able to relate to her. “Ron never hesitated to hire me; he gave me a job, a place, and a family. When I first knew it I felt disgusted too but eventually I was able to understand it. And now I am doing it like it is part of my life”

I don’t know how to say after hearing her story, even though she clearly said that Ron isn’t a bad person for me I still think that he is just like Dan. He is just as evil as Dan.

Kate told me everything that I wasn’t able to find slumber because I have been thinking about it.

Apparently, all the girls in the diner are all giving Ron extra service every night. They even have schedules. Sunday is Lana, Monday is Jane, Tuesday is Sally, Wednesday is Kate, Thursday is Alice, Friday is Megan and Saturday is Lauren but she left and I am her replacement. Now I get why everyone looks like they were all running for America’s Next Top Model. Kate said they were doing it because they want to. They consider Ron as a family. But there is no family that will do such thing. Kate said that Ron lost his wife and 2 kids in a car crash 4 years ago. He was lonely and mourning, a year later he opened the diner and Lana was his first waitress, she was his first “employee with Benefits” too. Kate told me a lot actually everything and one thing I know for sure I am not giving Ron anything more than what a normal waitress should do.

As much as I tried to act normal in front of everyone I can’t help myself not to feel awkward whenever I am around them, especially Ron. I feel conscious every time he gets close to me. I feel like any minute he is going to touch me. I don’t mean to judge them since I am not a virgin myself but at least I lost it because I was force to. Even after I heard their story I still didn’t understand why they do it, I don’t think it was about the money cause if that will be the case they could’ve just applied to Keith that pays way better than here. Based on what Kate told me, they were doing it out of pity. She even said that once a week of sex with Ron won’t hurt at all.

“Jillian! What are you doing there?” I almost jump from where I was standing when I heard the loud voice of Ron.

My mind got occupied by what I found out. I forgot that I was standing at the counter waiting for the customer’s order and apparently it has been served already and the customer is a bit frustrated. I immediately took the order and ran to the customer’s table. I apologized for keeping her waiting and she just smirked at me. I came back to the counter to get some refill when Ron walked towards me.

“What is wrong with you? Are you sick?” he snorted at me.

I shook my head right away. My heartbeat accelerated as he leaned close to me.

“Then do your job right” he yelled at me.

I looked down because people were staring at me. I walked towards the other customer’s table in embarrassment.

Despite of having a busy day the thought of the girls sleeping with Ron is still didn’t slip my mind, even a bit.

 

 

I went to bed early since I was alone; the girls went to the beach party hosted by one of the customer’s in the diner while Ron went out to play some poker. I am planning to do some reading or maybe some net surfing since Kate left her laptop with me.

I got to thinking of what I am going to do with my life. I am planning to save money, and I want to go back to school. I need to finish high school first in order for me to step in to college. I want to at least finish my studies, I don’t want to serve pan cakes forever and I don’t definitely want to sleep around just to earn money.

I am just hoping that Ron won’t do anything that will make me leave this place, cause as of the moment I don’t have enough money to get me some decent place to live.

I turned on Kate’s computer and went online, I typed in my old school’s website, I would like to get in touch with the guidance counselor or registrar’s office to request for my credentials to be sent to me. Since it is beyond office hours, no one is available to chat with, so I decided to just send an e-mail.

I checked on Google and Yahoo news before turning it off. I put it back to Kate’s cabinet before I rested my body in my bed. That day was a bit exhausting good thing we’re close tomorrow so I am planning to check the city to do some window shopping; I remember how Ron embarrassed me in front of many people earlier. But I felt a bit relieved because I don’t think Ron like me to be his Saturday dish.

I was awakened by the warm hand caressing my legs; I didn’t know how long I was asleep. The last thing I remembered, I was reading my Literature Book, the warm hand continues to caress my legs sending me shivers. I opened my eyes as the hand went in between my legs.

I was horror seeing Ron’s face smiling at me in desire. I immediately removed his hand but before I was able to sit up he went on top of me.

“No” I pushed him away

He smirked and he didn’t even move an inch. Well he is more or less 200 pounds while I don’t even know if I even weigh 40 kilos.

“It’s Saturday night, didn’t the girls tell you?” he teased.

I tried so hard to push him away but he is too heavy for me, and every time I get unsuccessful he gives me a familiar smirked that I used to know; Dan. A sudden anger washed over me. After all these years he is following me, he started to kiss me on my neck. I was able to run away from Dan and I will never ever let anyone else do this to me again. I am done letting people control and violate me. This is my life and I should be the one in control.

I glanced on the side table in between my bed and Kate’s bed and I saw the lamp