A Life of Crime

Tuesday June 14, 11:38p.m:
Naomi was getting home from the skate park, she walked into her house and noticed a big empty spot where the couch used to be. She put her board down by the door, sighed, and went to the kitchen to take a seat there. She rubbed her face, feeling completely done with the shithole life she had.
"Mom, what happened to the couch?" asked Naomi, already knowing the answer.
"Sold it." Naomi stood up and opened the fridge. It was empty except for two beers. She pulled one out and began to drink it casually.
"How much did you get for it?"
"450."
"Can I have some money for food?"
"No, this is my money, go make your own." she said, ready to attack.
"I would, but no one will hire someone with a target on their back."
"You're not showing me respect, do I need to call your father?"
"No! Alright, I'll go out and get my own money."
"Get some for mommy too."
"Alright." she said biting her lip and going out the door, taking her skateboard with her. "Sure you're my mommy when it benefits you."
Naomi saw Frank as she skated down the street, but only sped up so she wouldn't have to talk to him again.
"Hey wait!" shouted Frank, getting completely ignored.
When Naomi reached the street Eddie sold on, she held her skateboard in her hand. She was ready to swing it at anyone who she felt deserved it.
"Hey Eddie."
"Back for more?"
"No, not yet. Listen, I was uh…wondering if you knew how I could make some money." she asked nervously.
"Nah, well yeah, but I don't think it's the kind of work you want."
"I just need money man, I haven't had any real food in nine days." she stated it neutrally, but at that moment, she felt pathetic. Eddie released a breath, he would let her sell, but he couldn't risk her stealing the product.
"How do you feel about having sex with strangers?"
"Not into it."
"You see! Not the job for you."
"Is there really nothing else?" Eddie shook his head, "Can't I sell your stuff?"
"That's risky business, I know you get a kick outta my stuff and other sellers are out there, you won't do the job well."
"Well would you pay me for it, sex I mean?"
"Nah, you're not really my type, you seem kind of guyish." she sighed
"You know, you've never seen me outside of these hoodies and pants. I hide…quite a body in here." she bit her lip and placed her left hand on his chest.
"I always thought you were a lesbian, and a virgin."
"Or maybe I'm just very discreet." she said planting kisses from his collar bone to his lips, giving a longer deeper kiss there.
"How much do you want?" he asked completely into the idea now.
"120?" she said unsure if that was too high, she really wished it wasn't. she felt like she was selling herself short, but at the same time over pricing.
"Are you joking? You're a street prostitute, I'll give you 80 dollars."
"90."
"Okay 90, but you better be worth it."
"I'd like to think I am." she said with a smirk. "Where should we go?"
"Motel." he said pointing to the grimy, run down motel across the street. Naomi and Eddie walked there, stopping in front of their room, which had been paid for by him. She placed her board down, took both his hands and pulled him in for a kiss.
"Mmn-hehehe, the money first." Eddie sighed, and pulled out his wallet.
"Here." he said putting his hand out only to have it grabbed by some guy. "Hey, what the hell man!"
"Ugh, you again." said Naomi rolling her eyes.
"What you know this guy?"
"Yeah, he's the one that took the four 8-balls from me."
"Seriously? I thought you killed guys like this in your sleep." said Eddie laughing shrilly.
"I do, I just happened to be slic- never mind, I just wasn't in the best shape."
"Are you her seller?" asked Frank.
"What's it to you?" said Eddie getting really close to Frank, trying to intimidate him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa Eddie, calm down I got this." said Naomi, pushing Eddie away from Frank. "What is your deal?" she shouted.
"You would know if you listened to me when I said I wanted to make you an offer."
"Well I didn't want to get into anything I couldn't handle."
"So you can handle selling yourself for some drugs?" Naomi was stunned, she knew she couldn't, but she was desperate.
"What else am I supposed to do?" she asked weakly.
"Let me help you." he said lifting her head to look her in the eyes. Naomi smacked his hands away and walked towards Eddie.
Frank slouched, disappointed in himself for failing a second time, before even putting out the offer. He began to walk away, deciding tomorrow would be a new day, or in his case, night.

Notes

Okay here's another chapter, kind of took a weird direction, but I like it. I really hope you guys did too, sorry it took kind of a long time. I've actually had it written for a while, but I wanted to wait. Please let me know what you think and as always, take care my lovelies(^-^)