Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Bee’s P.O.V I got to work a little later than usual and Brian was sat behind the counter sipping his coffee and serving the costumers in a rush lazily, luckily I stepped in a picked up the pace. After the 1st rush of customers I sat down and drank my cold coffee Brian got me. “Happy Birthday, what’d you get?” he asked twirling a packet of Marlboro reds in his hands. “A queen t-shirt, Misfits back pack, this coat, a necklace and this cell phone I am clueless to use other than text and turn it on.” I pulled out my phone and saw a green light flash in the corner. “What does that mean?” I ask pointing to it. “I think it means you have a message.” He laughs and I pressed the button I was told before and see ‘Bob’ on the drop down and click it making me jump at its quickness, I read the message ‘Bee, I’m not mad, it’s okay you didn’t tell me, I love you. I’ll give you your present later, Gee made a cake too. Happy birthday buttercup x’ I smile and text back, ‘I love you too scruff pot x’ “Some ones in love!” Brian sang putting his coffee in the bin along with mine and grabbing his wallet. “Screw you and make sure it’s black not your fucking milk swill!” I shouted at him as he left the store. It was time when I was allowed my lunch but as usual I sat in the back only this time exploring my new phone. “Hey birthday girl! Someone’s here to see you!” Brian called in to me. I walked out to to the counter and saw Frank stood at the counter holding something wrapped in tin foil. “Hey.” I mumble remembering I stormed out this morning. “Hey, I made a cake this morning and you left without some, Mikey got a bit self-centred and insisted we cut it, so I brought you some. I can always make another one for when you get home.” Frank handed me the tinfoil and turned to leave. “Thanks, why don’t you come out back I’ve got a break, we can talk and maybe split this.” I offered. Frank turned around with a smile and nodded. “Sure.” I pulled him out back and lit a cigarette I offered him one but he took out his own. “So how’s your birthday so far?” he asked fiddling with the zipper on his hoodie. “Apart from people finding out I used to take drugs every now and then, okay.” I shrugged with a little bit of sarcasm seeping through. “You know we don’t judge you, Mikey was kinda worried but I think he understands and stuff I mean you’re his sister sometimes he’s just looking out for you like Gee does with everyone. Bob didn’t understand fully at first but I think he just loves you more, I think he was a little upset that he didn’t get to give you your present either but I think he has something planned later.” Frank shrugged taking a drag from his cigarette. “I get it Bee, for as long as I’ve know Gee and Mikey I’ve got you... they never told me about you but I was always there for them and they told me about your dad. I can relate to you, my mom has been through 4 boyfriends since I moved here and each one of them had some way of hurting me, I don’t know why they did it but they did and my mom never stopped any of them... they fucked me up to do alot of shit like you, I did the whole cutting thing, running away, drugs, alcohol, vandalism, gangs and all that shit... Mikey saved me from that, I met him when I started high school and I was with all the scum of the earth guys that liked to eat off me, that time I was living at the park and I was pretty much wasted all the time, I had no idea where I was or what was happening most of the time but when I met Mikey he took me home cleaned me up, waited till I was sober enough and let me cry my fucking eyes out to him because I didn’t know who he was and I didn’t care as long as he cared for me... him and Ray took me home that night and stayed with me to talk things out with my mom, I never went back to that and I’m not proud of it but it’s a big part of me. I just want you to know it’s okay to be messed up because there are 5 other guys just as messed up as you are.” Frank seemed to just zone out as he spoke. “I’m sorry; I bet I’ve been acting like a fucking idiot since I came back, I just feel bad when people are looking after a stupid fuck like me and not themselves.” I sighed and stubbed out my cigarette. “It’s because we care about you, we love you and we don’t want to lose you... that’s why we got you that cell.” Frank explained running his hand through his black choppy hair. “It’s a good thing I’m not going anywhere then.” I chuckled and split the cake I had just opened and gave it to Frankie, I nibbled a bit of it and it was like a coffee store explosion in my mouth, it was amazing and I didn’t believe for one minute Frank made it. “Holy fuck that’s good, you made that, like with all the coffee in it?” I asked scoffing it down. “Yep 100% me even though it was meant to be Gerard making it for you guys but lazy motherfucker just stood there.” Frank laughed and we finished the cake at the same time with one big mouth full. “You should make it a profession or something dude that was awesome.” I grin and reach to my locker grabbing the 2 cartons of juice I always keep because I’m a total fucking kid at heart. I passed one to Frank who looked at his excitedly but confused. “Juice really?” “I drink juice when I’m killing ‘cus it’s fucking delicious, and you remember that!” I laughed and drank my orange juice which tasted bitter and stale. Frank laughed and shook his head. “Anyway, I don’t think I want to be anything when I graduate, I’ve always wanted to be in a band and stuff and I think My Chemical Romance might have a chance y’know?” “I haven’t personally heard you play but if your heart is set on it go for it I’m not gonna stop you... follow your dreams that way you stay true to your heart.” I placed my hand over my heart and felt its beat slow and calm. “I better get going Bee, I got work in half hour and you know what Mart is like.” Frank had one of the best jobs out of all of us, he worked at the local nursing home and he was one of the favourite volunteers and Mart was an ex drummer that treated Frank like his son, I’m sure the ladies liked him too. He got paid for his 4 days a week hour more than we did for our 5 days a week 3 hours. “How did you get such a cool job?” I laughed and led him out. “Toro’s job is cool man he gets free coffee and unlimited candy for a dollar.” Ray worked at a store that sold the things we loved which was coffee, candy and CD’s... I guess his was kinda cool. “Okay, anyways I better get back to work too, see you later Frankie, thanks for the cake, have fun looking after old people and whatever shit you do.” I put on my showy constipated looking smile and got back to serving customers that were shouting at Brian for being too slow. A Queen CD came down on the counter in front of me; I picked it up and looked at the cover. “Queen are so awesome, I used to lis-“ I stopped mid sentence when I saw my mom stood on the other side of the till with a beaming smile. “Hey, Ray told me you worked here, and I thought I would come and say hi as it’s your birthday... plus I couldn’t find this Queen album that I knew you didn’t have anywhere else so here I am!” her voice sang cheery, I looked around her to see the shop almost empty and make sure she wasn’t holding anyone up. “Oh cool, Mikey said you’d come home today, where do you actually go?” I asked the CD still in my hands. “Oh I work in Orange so I stay with your Aunt Marie, you know give the boys their privacy... I can’t believe my little Bee’s all grown up.” she looked at me with a glow in her eyes. “Mom.” I blushed looking at Brian who sat in his nosey seat looking at me with a smirk. “Don’t be silly I’m just amazed at how beautiful my daughter has grown up to be... doesn’t she look lovely Brian?” she asked and it shocked me that she knew who Brian actually was. “Very Mrs. Way, I’m off, you know how to lock up, bye Mrs. Way.” Brain stood and grabbed his stuff. “Bye Brian, see he thinks you are lovely Bee... you are literally glowing!” she beamed and I was still stood in shock. “What?” I asked confused I’ve never known anyone to glow unless they swallowed a glow stick then that might be a possibility. “I was just saying you are glowing, you look happy that’s all.” She beamed at me still. “I kinda am happy, I got nana’s necklace from Mikey today.” I took my eyes off her and onto my badge flicking the scrawny handwriting. “Ray said you couldn’t believe it, she was gonna give it to me actually but then she knew you would want it and how perfect it would match your eyes, always such lovely blue eyes.” She seemed to go into a dreamlike state and pointed out the things I hated about myself.... which was everything... I had awful nose that pointed up at the end, stupid small mouth that veered to the left when I spoke and horrid blue eyes that looked like I’d fell in a puddle of mud and it’d splashed into my pupils and that awkward mole that I wanted to just scratch off. “I’m fucking ugly.” I mumbled to myself hoping her not to hear me which to my luck she was too dazed to really listen or she chose to ignore it. “Listen I just dropped by to say Happy Birthday as I’ve got to get back to work some kid was admitted yesterday in my ward and she has to have like all time care... I’ve left my present at home, it’s not much and it may need a touch up but I know you’ve wanted one so... yeah, I’m so proud of you, my shining star.” She turned to leave but instead turned back and placed a kiss on my forehead. “Oh... Okay, come back soon, love you mom.” I sighed, if only it was for 5 minutes it was worth being with her after all these years I felt like my life was coming back bit by bit. “Love you too darling.” She smiled before exiting the store. It was silent for a while placing things of shelves and watching a group of teenage boys younger than me, about 14, who were staring contently at me... they all seemed to flush a bright red when I caught them looking at me or one of them drooled and I looked at them with a disapproving frown. I thought about what they were thinking where it was my name tag or just me that they wanted to stare. “Can I help you guys?” I asked getting tired of their staring. “Oh no we’re just looking.” The one that seemed to be the leader elbowed the guy next to him who wore dorky glasses and had freckles covering his face. “Well I’m sorry boys but it’s closing time.” I frown at them because Brian has left me to deal with this for shitty pay for another 4 hours and to be honest I can’t be fucked to serve customers on my birthday. They all moan and I follow them like a sheepdog pushing them out the store. I flip over the open/closed sign and head out back grabbing my stuff and the keys to the store. I lock up the till and pull down the shutters down the window noticing the pervy boys staring at me from outside as my t-shirt lifts up a little revealing my pale flabby stomach. “Fuck off.” I groan and grab my jacket stepping out the store and locking the door last. I walked through the mall for a little looking at my phone texting Bob about how I gave up on my job and closed... he replies always telling me to take a look in the mall for something I want and he’ll get it or if I could go somewhere for him. I was on my way to a store I only knew the name of and way too via the map in the mall when I saw Mr. Tyrer with a young woman, short about my height, piercing blue eyes, long full fringe that looked a natural light brown that flowed down her back, a button nose that was what I would describe piggy but it wasn’t at all it just pointed up on the end like mine, her face was heart-shaped and her skin was a little paler that Mr. Tyrer’s so it looked more like a beige colour than his flushed olive. She was a little chubby and you could see the little flashes of tattoo when she moved her arms, she spoke with her hands and her voice from what I could hear sounded Jersey twang with a light Italian accent on top. I was about to walk in the opposite direction but I was stopped by Mr. Tyrer catching up with me. “Hey, Bandit, happy birthday, I didn’t know you worked here.” He greeted me, he had grown used to calling me different things like Mikey he didn’t decide what to call me so he basically said anything. “Hi Mr. Tyrer, how did you know it was my birthday?” I smiled and asked in confusion to his either freaky mind reading or his stalking. “Mikey hasn’t stopped talking about it since he came back to school. Bandit this is my sister Rebecca.” He pointed his hand towards the woman stood next to him for the first time noticing she wore tight black jeans with splodges of paint on them and a black shirt that was a little bit too open so that you could see her very visible cleavage. “Pleasure, to meet you.” She smiled at me with her bright blue eyes that almost had no pupils. “Back at ya, My names Rebecca too, well I used to be Rebecca but I don’t like that now... Rebecca-Bandit a bit of a handful... oh god I’m rambling... so are you from Jersey or England it’s hard to tell?” I rambled making a fool of myself. “I’m from England I’m just not posh like big A here.” She laughed and it made me notice that she spoke perfect Jersey yet she said she was from England this just confused me. “I’m not posh, we came from the same place remember... Bec’s a comic book writer.” Mr. Tyrer rolled his eyes and nudged his little sister who was about the same height as me... meaning she was about 5-2. “Wow, anything I’ve heard of, I work at a store.” I ask trying to think of her name, Rebecca Tyrer? “Star Boy and Dead Pegasus, not my best comic but it was the only one I was able to publish.” She looked at the floor. “I’ve heard of them we are actually selling them, the art is amazing by the way.” I smile at her as the comic wasn’t that bad. “Bec does all her own art.” Mr. Tyrer smiled proudly. “A real dream.” Bec sighed sarcastically. That was when I remembered what Mr. Tyrer told me, he came to New Jersey and became a teacher when it was really his little sisters dream. “So do you live here now?” I asked whilst looking at her tattoos on her neck that was visible. “Yeah I’ve lived here for about 9 years now, moved over with my nana when I was 15, of course he followed me and became a teacher, didn’t see him though but all the time I heard about his achievements.” She told me, so he hadn’t directly seen his family in 9 years but he did kinda care to follow her out here. “Seeing you and Mikey fix things back up after being away so long made me think and I wanted that too so here I am with my little sister again.” He hugged her and I looked at them understanding. It was getting late and dark, I could feel the awkwardness rising and I didn’t like talking to people for too long. “I’m glad, I got to go though Bob’s waiting for me.” I smiled and said goodbye rushing off, forgetting Bob’s request, to Mikey’s car.