A Small Town Girl to Don: Waking to a Nightmare

By Amanda Perkins

Waking to a nightmare is the story of a girls journey to become the Don of the largest crime syndicate in the Milky Way Galaxy. Twenty-year-old Keirah Darisk learns a lot of hidden truths and fights to figure this strange world out before it destroys her or, worse yet, she destroys it! Whichever comes first, all the while trying to cope and heal from the murder of her father.

Will it ever just be okay?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Jun 14, 2013
• ISBN: 9781466999565

Amanda Perkins

I have been writing since I could put words together. It’s what I love to do. I remember as a young kid being asked what I wanted to do when I grew up and I said I want to write. I know it’s a cliché, but as an eldest child in a lower class family, writing was my escape through some of the darkest times in my life. I have lived in Kalamazoo, Michigan, most of my life. I am now engaged to a wonderful man who encourages me to follow my dream. So this is my try.

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Contents

Chapter 1 Try To Be Numb

Chapter 2 Hell Of A Day!

Chapter 3 Demon’s From The Past And Uncle Alex

Chapter 4 Trial And Error

Chapter 5 Shiny Baubles, Pretty Things And A Prisoners Plea!

Chapter 6 Hospital Visits And A Blast From The Past!

Chapter 7 Wake Up! You Can’t Escape! Have A Little Fun With It.

Chapter 8 Screwballs, And Bumpy Roads.

Chapter 9 To The End And The Beginning

CHAPTER 1

Try to be Numb

In Waves in Waves in Waves in Waves. Do I end this all for the world to see? In waves, in waves. Do I take everybody else down? Everybody else down with me.

Eyes flutter open and a blanket is tossed to the side as Keirah reaches to the stand by her bed and grabs the boost phone she uses for an alarm. When she looks at the phone it’s Six thirty AM. She rubs her face and groggily sits up out of her down mattress pad substitute for a bed grumbling. Here goes another day. Yippee.

Scanning around the white walled room with a dresser on the wall furthest her cluttered with random gadgets. Her door opens and a light is flicked on as familiar as ever. Keirah sweetie it’s time to get up. The shop opens in thirty minutes and last time I checked you’re it sole owner now comes the lustrous Romanian voice of her mother. Ok mom she replies as she jumps out of bed grabs her jumpsuit and plaid shirt from its crumpled heap in the corner. Damn I hate this. So tired she thinks as she quickly slips the uniform on that she has worn for the last four years.

Looking at the phone she runs out of her room and into the small kitchen where her mother is waiting. Hey sweetie remember you need to close up earlier than usual tonight. Tonight’s the memorial for your father. Four years to the day. Time goes by so fast. Her mother says a hysterical edge to her voice. Ok Why do we do this every year? It just reminds us that life sucks. Her mother hands her an apple and she walks out the door after kissing her on the cheek.

Once she’s out the door she takes in a deep breath of the warm spring air gets on her Motor cycle and heads to the shop five miles away. God this town definitely has grown in the last four years. Dad if only you could see the shop now. I hope I’ve done you proud. Then she pulls up outside the garage and unlocks the front entrance disabling the security alarm as the guys start showing up for work.

She walks into the office and logs on to the company website. You have three new messages an automated female voice says. A few moments later the boys walk in as she’s printing off the jobs. Hey Keirah" one of the guys says as he walks in to make a pot of coffee.

After a few seconds she replies hey guys we got five jobs starting in about 20 minutes. So get your coffee and get ready. So what is it today and who gets what. She points to a Russian looking man about 6.1 with shaggy raven black hair and a full beard. Brahm you get the 7:15 a 1988 Jaguar. Hell yeah he replies in his deep baritone voice as he collects the information for the Jag. She then turns and points to a small statured man with sandy blond shoulder length hair and ocean blue eyes. Kaleb you get the next one. A new Raven XL. She then looks at the two remaining men. James and Eric you’ve been here since dad opened up shop you get the top picks. The Founders are coming in today with their cars and I was hoping you could do the honors of taking care of them. Yes ma’am" The red headed brothers in there early forty’s reply.

Once the guys all migrate towards their work spaces and start opening the bay doors Keirah sits back down in the office chair and starts the paperwork for the only new customer so far this month.

Customer Receipt

Devon Krysol 1972 Camaro SS

Name Make/model/year Repairs Price

She finishes the receipt and the office door opens. A well-built man with an even tan, Raven Black hair and Honey brown eyes walks through the door in Ragged jeans and a black t shirt. Reaching his hand out to shake hers he says hello I’m Devon. Um I know my appointments not until noon but I was wondering if I could get it at least checked out before then. She shakes his hand and stands Um Well your Camaro is on my Job list today. So yeah I can do that. At that the man steps back and replies You. You don’t even look old enough to be working here let a grown up handle a big car. Keirah a bit shocked by the man’s abrupt dickheadedness scowls and then replies Sir there is only two guys here that know more than I do and none of them are as thorough. So I would appreciate a bit of respect or you can always go find another shop. I think there’s one a couple towns over. Be my guest.

A quick flash of anger shows on his face and then he yells I want to speak to the owner you should be fired for your rude attitude. Keirah hears the familiar laugh of James who is standing at the door leading to the garage. Well Sir. For one you attacked her first and for two she is the boss. You ok Keirah The man then looked at her in awe and replied I guess I was mistaken. I thought this place was owned by a Damien Darisk. I was hoping to have him work on my car. Keirah turned from the man to hide the seething anger she felt as James gave the man a perturbed look and said Well your about four years late on that ever happening and show this girl some respect that was her father." With that said James walks over and wraps an arm around Keirah’s waist.

The man was frozen in place realizing he had just insulted the daughter of a local legend in auto repair. Especially since that legend had died. Hey Keirah sweetie you want me to take this one. He seems to be a loud mouth. James whispers in her ear. No I’m fine. I have to learn to deal with it I’ve owned this place for the last four years. I need to act like it. Thank you though she replies as she turns back toward Devon. Now if you want the work done then I’ll lead you into the bay go get your car please Sir.

It takes a second for him to register but he nods his head and simply replies yeah Ok. He walks out the door. Keirah gives James a hug and then walks out onto the floor and opens the bay door to her work space. Devon pulls the Camaro up to the bay and then gets out as she walks up to him. She grabs the keys and without a word gets in.

After she pulled it onto the lift she got out and hung the keys on the peg board. The man patiently waited for her to complete her task and she walked over to him. Ok well if you want I can have one of the boys drop you off somewhere. No I’m fine I prefer to stay with my car until I know what’s wrong with it. He then leaned against the frame of the bay and lit up a cigarette. Whatever. There’s coffee in the back if you want some, other than that I’m going to have to ask you not to bother the boys. She then turned around and started to walk towards the car and Devon made a cat call at her. Stupid rich bastard.

About forty five minutes later and five different Diagnostics checks she walked back over to him. The engine looks great but the shocks and brake pads need to be replaced and you probably want to have the fluids flushed and changed. Ok how much wills this range He replied cockily. Well I have to special order the parts because it’s so old. So roughly with labor included Seven hundred and fifty. Plus the parts won’t be in till tomorrow. Ok what do I need to sign and I could use that ride after all. He said following her back into the office.

She quickly fills out the rest of the receipt after calling in for the parts. And then says sign the bottom of this and how are you paying. He pulls out a master card and hands it over with his driver’s license. After she scans it into the computer she hands it back. Ok half will be drawn out now and the other half when you pick up your car. As for a ride I can give you one just let me tell the boys. She leaves him there waiting. Keirah walks into the garage and yells out Hey boys I’ll be back dropping the customer off. They all look up for a split second then say ok boss. See ya in a bit."

Keirah returns to Devon and motions him to follow her as she walks out to the bike and throws a helmet at him buckling hers in place. Devon looks at her a little skittish but puts it on and jumps on the back of the bike. I need to get to the Radisson. He wraps his arms around her waist and she takes off.

It takes about fifteen minutes and they reach their destination. Devon takes off the helmet and she cracks up laughing at the utter terror plain on his face. You think that’s funny. You could have killed us. As he grows irritable, instantly serious and a bit offended she replies You were never in any real danger so whatever. Keirah takes off leaving him on the curbside in front of the Radisson hotel raging on like a baphoon.

She decided do to the aggravation to jump on the highway and quickly took the nearest on ramp. As soon as the front tire hit the highway she floored it. By the time she got half way to the next exit the bike was at top speed. Wind whipping through her hair, her mood had elevated and the high was coming up fast. As soon as it hit it was over and she got off on the exit to downtown and quickly be lined it back to the shop. She popped a wheelie just as she broke the parking lot. She saw all the boys out smoking for a break and all of them eyed her as she parked her bike by the door to the office.

She jumped off and walked up to them nonchalantly, and one had a cigarette waiting for her. She grabbed it and sparked it up. Thanks. That has to be better than sex. She said as she took the first drag. All of the boys started laughing and then Brahm said So did he piss himself or just freak out. Ehh no pissing thank god, but it was still some of the funniest shit I’ve ever seen. He’s probably still ranting. After finishing the smoke she walked in to check on the boys work. Nice, so one of you guys up for shutting her up tonight. I got to go to dad’s memorial at five. We’ll just close early Keirah. Don’t worry about it. We’ll just come in early tomorrow. They all say pretty much in unison. By the time she looks at a clock again its two.

All the boys start rapping up the last work for the day. Hey Kaleb can you drop these statements off at the bank on your way home. She says as she starts closing up the bay. Yeah No prob he replies grabbing the manila folder tucked under her arm. After that she tells the boys bye as they start walking out and after setting the alarms and locking up she heads home herself. Damn another day another rich asshole to scare. Dad would be so proud.

A few seconds later she pulls up in front of her apartment parks the bike and heads into the house locking the door behind her. Home she says to an empty house. So she runs to her room and grabs her Satin dress. After taking a shower and getting around she looks at the clock and sees it’s only about four fifteen. So she leaves locking the house behind her and gets into her dads old Jeep Grand Cherokee and heads for the old house knowing that’s where her mother has been all day.

After about half an hour she reaches the drive to see her mom’s car along with Eric’s little beetle sitting in the drive. So she pulls in and walks up to the front gate of the place she called home for sixteen years and chokes down her emotions as she steps on to the front porch that four years ago today she saw the man that shot her father.

The first person that she saw was Eric. He walked up to her and wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her. Hey Hun white again I see. You ok. Yeah I’m fine. She replied as she pulls herself away from him as her mom exits the house. Hi sweetie. She said as she set up for their annual dinner and wake in the house. Keirah stood straight said nothing and then walked around to the back yard where her child hood tree fort still held on.

She climbed up and sat at the railing as she reached into her tits and pulled out a smoke and lighter. After a few seconds to put herself in check she lit it up and just sat there thinking about the first time her father caught her smoking. She was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice until Kaleb was already sitting next to her. Hey Keiri. Startled by his sudden presence she came back