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Kimberly nodded her head as Carla repeated the word business beside her, though she seriously doubted that Liz had the money before she had seen Michael was there. Now there was no doubt the stupid puttana had been using the money to buy drugs, gamble, and whatever else she used the money that didn’t belong to her. [b]“I really doubt that she still has the money that she got from you honestly, she has probably used it as she always does when she was supposed to pay me.”[/b] Kimberly answered still looking at her phone, before looking back to Carla sitting beside her, Michael usually preferred his pay to come in one of two ways, money or sex, and from the way he had been acting it seemed he thought he was getting paid with the later.

[b]“Well technically……yes you do owe me hundred eighty thousand dollars, I’ll have to ask Ethan since he was the one that finished…..”[/b] She answered though she stopped herself from saying he was the one who bid on her, as it seemed much more heartless in her mind. [b]“He was the one that made sure I got you instead of one of the other people. I can’t stay in there it smelt like a puttana house.”[/b] She finished before her phone dinged with an answer from Ethan, Kimberly pursed her lips looking down at it. [b]“But you don’t have to worry about the money you owe me, your cousin is going to pay it for you as well as her own debt.”[/b] She told Carla with a smirk before standing up and wiping the dirt from the nasty floor off of her dress. 

Really she didn’t have the power to make Liz pay off Carla’s debt, or at least not without her father’s say on the matter. Kimberly really doubted that Liz would know this though and knew Carla didn’t for sure. As long as her father and brothers didn’t find out, than Liz would have to pay the debt she caused even though it wasn’t hers. [b]“I’m going to get your cousin out of the apartment. Ethan will come get you when she is gone.”[/b] She added giving Carla a soft smile before walking up the steps and into the apartment. Seeing her brother still sitting on the couch she glared at him. 

[b]“What the hell are you still doing here?”[/b]

[b]“Why would I leave and miss everything?”[/b]

Kimberly rolled her eyes at Michael. [b]“Whatever just stay out of my damn way.”[/b] She told him as she pasted the couch, heading back the hall to Liz’s room, knocking on the door roughly opening the door before she could answer. [b]“Come on. We are leaving so Carla can get her stuff.”[/b] She told her loudly.

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Kimberly smiled widely as Carla muttered about the cook, before she looked at her blushing and Kimberly gestured towards the table. Though she already knew Carla’s name from the name tag, she wasn't the one to point that out, but Carla herself. [b]“Yeah, I kinda figured by the name tag. But still.”[/b] She said laughing softly gesturing to it on her shirt. The woman was suddenly so loud and Kimberly couldn't help but jump a bit looking up at her from the apple juice. It was strange to think of someone pushing another to be friendly, her family wasn't friendly unless they needed something from the person. 

With a smile she looked behind her when she heard the door to the kitchen close. [b]"Well I guess it's nice that your boos tries to make you talk to people. It's always better to have someone on your side. Right?"[/b] She added looking down at her and smiling awkwardly. [b]“Ah…I see. Well hopefully that is the only reason that you can tell. And then that isn't the only reason you wanted to sit with me.”[/b] She said softly looking at her drink frowning seeing the depressed look on the girls face matched her own. The idea that even an overly observant person could see how sad she was made her feel even worse, it made her feel like the weak little girl her brothers said she was. 

[b]“It isn't life that sucks but the selfish people that use others that sucks.”[/b] She answered the girl across from her sadly, looking out the window. [b]"It's seems you can't trust anyone anymore, family or the people you date. If there is something to gain from fucking you over, their do it."[/b] She said her voice a whisper as she narrowed her eyes looking out the window so well, at the happy and busy normal people, it made her sick and she looked at the girl across from her frowning before shaking her head and sighing. [b]"Though my family isn't the very trustworthy type anyway."[/b] She added with an almost bitter laugh, as the actual waitress that should have been at her table brought her food to her table, though Kimberly didn't even look up at her as she muttered a grazie. She hold her fork over the omelet and looked at Carla smiling. [b]"Vuoi la metà?"[/b] She asked before clearing her throat, even though she been in America for a few years, something she still had trouble remembering to say something in English. [b]"Do you want half?"[/b]