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It's the last day of senior year, and I spend the day with my friends Camari and Brinley, cleaning out the last of our things.
Today is also my eighteenth birthday, and we have plans to hit up a popular nightclub with our fake IDs.
Brinley
So Bristol, how are things with Cole?
I glanced at Brinley while pulling out my books.
I shrugged.
Bristol
I don't know at this point. He keeps pressuring me, and I'm just not ready.
Camari
Oh, come on Bristol it's just sex.
Bristol
Not to me. It's sacred.
Camari rolled her eyes, going back to grab her things.
Brinley has been my friend since elementary school, and Camari started at our school in ninth grade, so she doesn't understand my reasons for waiting.
Brinley
Camari, don't act like that. It's her choice. Some of us aren't sluts.
Brinley said, irritated.
Camari
Whatever.
Camari
I'll see you guys tonight. I have to meet Billy now.
Camari said, walking away down the hall.
Brinley noticed my familiar overthinking face had appeared.
Brinley
Bristol, don't listen to her. You will do it when you are ready. Don't let anyone pressure you.
I closed my locker, shifting my attention to Brinley.
Bristol
I won't. Thanks for always being a true friend.
I pulled Brinley into a hug.
Bristol
I'll see you tonight. I have to get home to help my dad before tonight. You know he is helpless when it comes to cooking.
I Laughed.
Brinley
Haha, yeah. Okay, see you later.
Brinley waved, walking towards the football field to meet her boyfriend Devon.
I drove home.
I parked the car heading inside. As I stepped through the door, tossing my keys into the glass bowl by the door.
Bristol
Dad?
I yelled, but no answer.
Bristol
“He must still be at work.”
I thought.
Grabbing some frozen meat from the freezer, I laid it out to thaw then walked to the garage where my mother's 1967 Camaro sat covered.
I walked over, pulling the cover off, strolling around the car, tracing my fingers over the smooth red candy apple paint.
Bristol
I miss you mom.
My mother's car is the only thing I have left of her.
I lost her when I was twelve in this very car. After her accident, dad and I rebuilt it to keep her memory alive.
And my father promised on my eighteenth birthday her car would be mine.
Smiling, I placed the cover back then headed back inside.
After making dinner, I realized how late it was, and my father was still not home. He must have had a last-minute client.
I think nothing of it and run upstairs to get ready for the club.
At the club, my friends and I stand outside the club in line.
Brinley
I can not get over that dress Bristol. You look freaking hot!
Bristol
Haha, thanks!
Cole
Yeah, you sure do, and you know you would look even better without it.
Cole said, winking.
I sighed.
Bristol
Cole stop.
Cole
What? You're my girlfriend, don't you think we should take it further? It's been enough time.
Bristol
I don't think this is the time to talk about this.
Cole
Fine.
Cole huffed, turning to Devon and Billy.
Camari
Told you.
Camari whispered.
Brinley
Shut up. Are you her friend or the guys?
Camari
I'm going to see if I can sweet talk the bouncer into getting in faster. You two can discuss this on your own.
She walked away.
Brinley
Uh, she is such a b***h sometimes.
I rolled my eyes.
Bristol
Let her say whatever she wants. It doesn't change my decision to wait.
Brinley smiled.
Brinley
Good.
Bristol
Let's follow Camari. She may be terrible sometimes, but she knows how to sweet talk people. I'm tired of waiting.
Brinley nodded, following behind me.
Camari got us in quickly with her flirtatiousness, and before long, we had drinks then headed to the dance floor.
Cole pulled on my arm.
Cole
Can we talk?
I stared blankly at him while taking a sip from my fruity drink.
Bristol
About?
Cole
You know Bristol.
Bristol
Then no.
Bristol
I'm here to have fun, not fight with you about sex.
His face burned red.
I ignored his frustration and turned back to the girls when I saw something from the corner of my eye.
Bristol
“Dad?”
I thought to myself as I squinted to see him ushered by a large bouncer to the back of the club.
I glanced back at my friends.
Bristol
I'll be right back.
Brinley
You want me to go with?
Bristol
No, I'll be okay.
Brinley
Okay.
I took off through the crowd.
I came to some stairs near the back exit.
A door at the top was creaked open, so I walked in.
I searched the room, bouncing my eyes around from man to man. There were at least 10 of them.
Matthew
BRISTOL?!
My father shouted from a chair in the middle of the room where a man stood holding a pistol to his temple.
Matthew
Go back out. Leave now!!
Bristol
Daddy, what is going on?
A tattooed man appeared. His demeanor is fierce. His features screamed power.
Alek
How cute the daughter is here to save the day.
Matthew
No please leave Bristol.
My eyes darted from my father back to the tattooed man rapidly.
Bristol
Please don't hurt my father.
I begged as tears filled my eyes.
The tattooed man narrowed his eyes.
Alek
Give me a good reason I should spare his life?
Bristol
He is all I have left.
I cried.
Alek
That's sweet but not good enough.
Bristol
Please, I don't know what he has done, but we can work it out.
The man moved closer to me.
Alek
Your father owes me a lot of money. How are you going to work that out?
Bristol
How much?
I blurted.
The man tilted his head.
Alek
Way more than you can offer, sweetie.
Bristol
I have a car worth at least 70 grand, and if that's not enough, it's a down payment, and we can get the rest.
The man lifts a brow, intrigued.
Alek
Where's the car?
Matthew
No, Bristol, that was your mothers.
Bristol
It won't mean anything if you are dead.
I said, sobbing.
Alek
This is a sweet daddy-daughter moment, but I'm going to have to cut it short.
Bristol
Will you take the down payment?
The man looked to his bouncer nodding his head, and he released my father.
When the man turned back to me, a devilish grin played at his lips.
Alek
I will take the car as a down payment, but you have until tomorrow at 8 to have the rest.
Bristol
How much is the rest?
The man rubbed his hand over his chiseled jawline.
Alek
$80,000
Bristol
WHAT?! Are you crazy?
He chuckled.
Alek
It's interest.
Alek
You better find a way, or daddy takes a bullet.
The man's lip curled up into a snarl.
Alek
Got it, barbie?
Bristol
Don't freaking call me Barbie! I'll get your damn money.
Alek
Feisty, I see.
Alek
Your father stays here until then. Call it collateral.
Alek
And if you get the police involved, think about everyone you love because I will kill them all.
My heart is so rapid I feel faint but I push through it.
Bristol
I won't go to the cops.
Matthew
Don't do this. I can handle my debt.
I glared at my father.
Bristol
Oh yeah? You think you would have done it the first time he expected his money. How stupid could you be to consider going to a Mafia boss?
Matthew
I'm sorry honey.
I shook my head.
Alek
Your daughter seems wise. I take it the smart gene came from the mother.
He laughed hysterically.
Bristol
Leave my mother out of this!
Alek
Touchy, aren't we?
The man walked up to me, gripping me by the throat.
Alek
I wouldn't talk to the person with a gun like that, just a suggestion.
He growled.
He let go and stepped back.
Instantly my hand went to my throat as I gasped for air.
My father struggled with the bouncer, and the man pistol-whipped him.
Bristol
Daddy!!
The man grabbed me again, holding me back from my father.
He gripped my jaw, squeezing it tightly, forcing me to look him in the eye.
Alek
Get. My. Money.
He shoved me away then ordered his men to escort me out.
