Thoughts (pt.26)

Marcus awoke to Samantha's tears seeping through his white tank top. She was still asleep just silently weeping on him. "Shes dreaming of he parents again."He thought."Poor baby,shes been through so fucking much." Samantha had vented to him about everything that had happen,from when the accident took the lives of both of her parents to bouncing from foster home to foster home.It wasn't until she moved into New City Apartments that she felt that she was truly at home.Marcus allowed her to weep on him,it wasn't the first time. "Its become more frequent for the past couple of months,The anniversary is coming up.It was so hard last time when she went to the cemetery,she didn't want to leave.She stood there from open to close just sitting in the grass looking at the tombstone."A tear fell from his eye for her as he remembered.
Suddenly her cell phone alarm went off. She was fighting to stay asleep."Samantha.Get up mamas,your gonna be late for work."Marcus said gently shaking her and sliding out from underneath her. "What time is it?"Samantha asked him in a groggy tone. Marcus shrugged his shoulders and went into his drawer and took out a fresh tank top and basketball shorts then tossed them to her. She sat up in the bed and looked at her phone. "Fuck I gotta be at work in an hour.Alex is gonna be pissed if I'm late." She began undressing in front of Marcus who was standing in front of the dresser watching her in the mirror above it.
A black bra held her full breasts up and made a line form in between them.Her lean stomach had proof that she had been working out,as the beginnings of a six pack flexed as she lifted the white tank top over her head.Her light skin gleamed like a star.Her black boy shorts underwear hugged her hips tight and her volumshuous ass seemed to eat the bottom reveling the lower crest. As she lifted one leg into the shorts he seen the scars on her inner thigh from when she used to cut herself. He quickly changed his attention and asked,"So you want a shake for the road?" She shook her hips in order to get into her mechanic outfit and replied,"Yes!,You got the banana one i like?" Marcus nodded and ran to the kitchen to make it for her.
Samantha began to think of her dream as she put her boots on in Marcus' living room, "Why would I dream of Peter,Marcus,Gregorio and Tony?Why would Tony be an unknown? I know him from school but we never really chilled like me and Marcus used to.Maybe we should go to Mona's tonight,Maybe if I'm around him I could see how I feel about him truly.Or would I be playing with fire? Fuck." She laced the first one then slipped her foot in the other and continued thinking,"Marcus said "Passion",I am passionate for him,but he doesn't want me.If he did he would just take it." She shook her head from side to side then laced up her remaining boot. Marcus walked over to her twisting the top of a large water bottle that was filled with the shake,"Now hurry girl and make daddy some money! We gotta feed our seven kids." Samantha burst out laughing, grabbed her keys,hugged him tight and kissed his cheek then left.
In her car she thought of her dream some more,"Why would I dream of Gregorio? Why would he be holding water in his hand? What did he mean by "Life"?" She tried her hardest to think of why he would say that."Well he is like a father to me,could it be that he has given life to my father by becoming my father figure. He didn't have to be that for me. But out of the greatness of his heart he is." She took a big gulp of the banana shake Marcus made for her. "Damn that's the best one yet."She said as she twisted the top back on and placed it in the cup holder. She had sped to work and seen Alex's Tire Shop about six blocks away. She continued to think of her dream,"I cant believe Peter was in my dream. That boy was such a fucking asshole. So worried about fancy clothes. He said "Growth",damn right I grew from that idiot." She rubbed her inner thigh where her scars were then turned parked down the street from the shop.
Walking toward the shop she remembered her relationship with Peter. She had just been allowed to make her own way, not knowing where to turn she landed on his lap. He showered her with fancy gifts and attention. In the beginning Samantha enjoyed the attention even went as far as telling him her whole entire story.Then as time progressed she grew to hate the gifts because she craved depth and he lacked greatly in that department. It was when she began to hate it that he chose to make her feel bad for everything she had done to her foster parents, even blamed her for the death of her parents. Constantly he would remind her of all her wrongs. There is only so much a person could take, only so many times a person could hear their wrongs, only so many times a person could fight against believing it. Samantha remembered when she first cut herself,and how much the pain helped her to release all the stress and anguish he had caused her. She felt the tears beginning to well up in her eyes. She fought them with all her might as she walked into the main office of the shop.
Alex was looking at the clients for the day behind the counter on the computer and looked up at her as she walked in. "What's the matter kid?"He asked with genuine concern. She pushed a smile through,"Just my allergies acting up Boss,I'm good. No worries." He knew she was lying but didn't want to push her to talk about it. "We have a busy day today but you could leave early once Pat comes in,if your allergies get too bad alright?" He replied. She looked down then into his blue eyes,"I cant afford that." He reached out and touched her shoulder and half smiled,"Don't worry about that.Your my best worker, I know what its like, Ill book you three jobs tomorrow.I know its your day off but I know you could do three jobs like nothing and that way you could take some time and get some allergy meds or something." She knew he was trying to be nice but she would rather suck it up today and deal with it tomorrow than go home and sulk. "I'm good Alex don't worry," She said with a smile. He nodded his head and returned the smile.
Samantha walked into the garage and began her day, her clients came in she worked on the car and sent them on their ways.Although She was distracted remembering her dream the entire day. Trapt in thoughts of Marcus,Gregorio,Antonio and Peter. She tried to make sense of everything. The woods of fog,cobblestone road,her parents,the accident. She held her head as she got a migraine. "You alright Sam?" Pat yelled from the next work station. She tried to clear her thoughts and focus on work but it wasn't working. Pat walked over with a cup of water from the water cooler,"Here nena drink this,sit down for a minute.I think your next client is coming in a hour you should take your lunch." She nodded her head at the burly Hispanic man. After Samantha drank her water she asked Alex for her lunch break, he agreed and she stepped out of the shop.
She walked down the street and headed toward Lopez Deli.With each step she remembered who she was and what she was about now. "Get money,Get Hearts,Don't get attached.Progression not Regression."She repeated that to herself three times before she reached the deli. Lopez Deli was owned by Pat's Aunt and Uncle, when she walked in they knew exactly what she wanted and smiled and began making it. Samantha sat down in one of the booths and took out her phone. Hitting text she hit her conversation with Marcus and wrote,"How did I sleep last night?" She waited a few minutes and he replied,"You were restless.You cried on my chest. Did you dream about them again?" She felt horrible that he had to see her like that.Samantha never wanted to show weakness in any state. "Yeah,I'm sorry for that Marcus.I had a crazy dream just gave myself a headache thinking of it at work." She hit send and her food came to the table. "Thanks Diago.Hows it going so far." He smiled and replied,"Okay,the day just started though nena,we got a long way to go." He walked away still smiling. Samantha shook her head at the realization that his words were very true.
 She downed her sandwich and drink then left the money for it on the table.As she began to walk out a group of five guys walked in the deli. One caught her eye, he was muscular had light skin and looked Hispanic. He was her type. She didn't hold back,"Hello." He turned and looked at her,"Hello whats your name." She smiled,"Samantha.Yours?" He told the guys he was with to order him the usual and he stood with her outside the deli,"My names Quinten." They talked for a few then she told him she had to get back to work. She was feeling him. He seemed like he was feeling her too. They exchanged numbers and made plans to see each other tonight at Mona's night club....