4 Chapter 4 - Voice (1/2)

”Ange!”

I heard the scream of a man voice as they jump towards me.

”My Gosh! B*tch where have you been hiding from.”

”Girl, you sure can sing.”

”Ange where did you learn to sing?”

”Bloody hell, you ain't just good in the kitchen you can also sing.”

”Boss, its not really singing...”

”What you mean not singing, me and the Boss been listening to you for awhile now.”

”You have?”

”Yes! Oh! Yes! and Ange you can really sing.”

”Okay... Thanks... I better get back to work.”

Before I could return to work, someone pulled my arm back and stopped me.

”Ange, please do me a big favor...” As Mike said with a charming and pitiful look on his face. I know what he was thinking even before he could say it. But I just couldn't leave my duties.

”Boss, I can just leave the kitchen.”

”No problem, I can handle it. You just help them at from.”

”See, no problem then. Mike will handle the kitchen and I'll help too.”

”Boss, you never handled the kitchen before.”

” Hey... b*tch I know a thing or two...”

” Boss Mike, you sure you want the whole kitchen to burn?” I said as I try run away from Boss request since I really don't wish to perform at all.

”That fine... You just sing for us.”

”F*ck you both...” I said as I run back inside the kitchen and they chased after me.

”Come on Ange, this will only be the first and last.” Boss said while almost begging on his kneels. I felt like I was being drag to hell. I really don't want to sing and make an embarassment of myself. I've never sing in public for almost 15 years. I've only sung during my childhood years since but I stopped since I was traumatized by my foster mums words.