gigglebox-101

You made your way down the stairs that connected your apartment to the bar. You grabbed your apron off the back counter and tied it around your waist. You made your way to the front door and turned the sign. Bustling around the small bar you put down the chairs that were resting on the tables and scrubbed the counter until it shined. Meg made her way into the bar a few minutes later and set the new cups down on the counter you just cleaned. You looked up at Meg and gave her a smile, "well look who finally decided to grace me with her presence!" Meg stuck her tongue out at you and put her apron on "Oh shut your face (Y/N), also I've got a quic

The next morning you woke up a tangled mess of blankets and pillows. You sat up on the couch and yawned, pushing your nest off the couch and onto the floor. You zombie walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The steam filled the small room as you got undressed and stepped into the warm water. You thought back to yesterday night, meeting and flirting with Geoff, him giving you his number, and then finding out who he was. Of course a little danger never bothered you but I mean, this is Geoff Ramsey we are talking about here. There is a little danger, and then there was what-ever level that man was rolling on. But he was so nice to yo

You've always been a bad ass. You could make the world bend to you and could make anyone do your bidding. This is how you made it by day-by-day in Los Santos. This city wasn't made for wimps and you made it very known to anyone around you that you were a bad bitch who was not to be messed with. You owned a bar on the east side of town, and to make some extra money you did small heists. You were living the high life and no one could take you down. The cops could never catch you, people were scared of you, and gangs knew to stay out of your way. You lived in a small apartment room on top of your bar and had a cherry red motorcycle you drove eve

-Little do you know how I'm breaking while you fall asleep, Little do you know I'm still haunted by the memories, Little do you know i'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece, Little do you know I need a little more time- You watched as the texts rolled onto the screen, telling you that you didn't belong here, that you needed to stop trying, that you would never be perfect. Tears rolled down your (S/C) cheeks. you furiously rubbed your cheeks trying to rid yourself of the water that flowed freely from you eyes.  You stood up with your phone in your hand and sighed, you have had enough. Enough of the people taunting you, enough of being mad

~WARNING, CUSSING, NOT BAD BUT…YA~ “Why….”  The words left your lips quicker than you thought they would.  You sat on a bench in the park all alone with a note in your (S/C) hands.  “Why would he do this?” Hot angry tears left your misty (E/C) eyes as you clenched the note.  “He left me…f-for that yoga pants wearing bitch! I-I knew she was up to no good, b-but why me…why him!” You rambled on as the past few hours came into your head like a storm. ~flash back~ You walked down the sidewalk with the brightest smile on your face, a little skip in your step as (boy friend name) walked