Chapter 6: A Touch of Grey

Oh well a touch of grey, kinda suits you anyway

That's all I had to say if its alright

I will get by, I will get by, I will get by, I will survive

Todd stared idly at the evil bartender watching as he carefully mixed the devilish ingredients  into the cup preparing the horrid glass with the demonic substance used for sin that he was about to use. A sinner's glass for a perfect sinner. Tossing a wicked smile that could go for days the evil  man placed the cup before him  which he sadly couldn't resist.

Todd couldn't but sadistic evils at work around him today. They poked, prodded him, begged him to come play. And him, being a huge sucker just couldn't resist. It didn't start out that way. It had begun neural, calm, maybe to calm for his life.

It was sunny out, about 75 degrees. Highly unusual for a day in March here in Bridgeport where the it seemed as if the skies were always dull and cloudless and the temperature stayed in the mid-sixties up until mid may. Todd saw this as the perfect occasion to have the top down on the convertible taking in the smog filled beauty of the city as he cruised to his punishment.

Todd pulled up to the restaurant at exactly 11:00. He searched the room for Mr. Clav with no avail. That was until he saw him hugged in a corner with a very young girl that was not his wife.
"That old fucking pervert!" Todd thought to himself. Though he wasn't so sure why he was surprised. Mr Clav, the club's owner, had been known to fool around with much younger girls. The younger the better filled his sick mind and he sure wasn't afraid to show it.

"Mr. Clav I'm ready! Whenever you are!" Todd shouted to the top of his lungs hoping to embarrass him. It was about time the old pedophile learned that you can't just do who and what you want. Mr. Clav in the girl both looked towards Todd's direction. The girls hallowed pale cheeks blushed with vibrant rosy color. On the other hand, humiliated as everyone looked in their direction, lost all the color in his overly tanned face. His eyes piercing burning red flames darted at Todd.

"See you some other time babe. I got a rodent to kill." Todd smirked. He had a long history with Clav. He knew his antics well.

He did however feel pity on the girl. She looked so young! She had to be about only seventeen. Her body was frail and thin. Her hair was grungy and dirty. Her makeup was terrible. Plus her clothes were so worn! Her face held this innocent childlike saddness. It looked hopful, but lonely. Strong, yet broken. Todd knew the type all to well. She was a runaway. And that jerk was using her.

"Todd please sit." The white haired old man with the dyed hair and blonde streaks commanded him to do.

The man's face was almost frightening with his protruding cheeks do to multiple plastic surgeries. His luxury suit and cheap ugly and outdated shirt that he wore with open buttons screamed tackiness. It didn't help that he frowned the whole time to.

"Listen kid." Clav spoke like was talking to a five year old. "I'm not going to go into details about policy seeing as how you staring working here when you were seventeen and have be active for seven years. I will say however its never good to mettle  in someone else's business. Now what happened with Adora and Mr. Dean had nothing to do with you."

"He was trying to rape her!" Todd protested,  his eyes fuming with fire. "I had to help!"

Clav laughed. "Silly kid. You can't possibly call yourself a man after saying that. Amother man 's affairs is amother one's privacy."

"This is stupid!" Todd protested.

This time Clav was not amused. "Listen here little lost boy. Don't forget I made you who you are today. I'm like your Peter Pan, taking you to a Neverland of never being broke. Without me you would have died on the streets or been locked up like all the rest. You were a statistic and I saved you. If anything you oew me."

Todd was quiet then. Clav had touched a seirous nerve. One that dug at him and ate him alive.

"Anyway I'm not going to fire you because I do have some sort of feeling for you boy. Instead your on probation. I will have someone watch your every move like a hawk. If anthing is reported you will be fired on the spot. Got it? Good"

On that note Todd hopped into his car hoping for some calm and clarity with a drink.. or mamy from  his favorite bar. It was a same old ratty place but it suited him. It was dark and vague just like himself. Perhaps even darker than his past.