The Bank

Trent stopped again, this story was too sad, it was almost like something out a cheesy novel. He reached the bus stop, and he sat down. Akane stood next to him at the stop. The sun was high in the sky, with few clouds to be seen. Trent looked over and saw Akane starting to sweat a little.

After noticing people starting to stare he whispered up "Sit down next to me" he says.

Akane does as told sitting down right next to him. She smiles looking at him, waiting to see if there is anything else he desires.

The bus finally pulled up, and they boarded it moving towards the middle. Trent sat down and motioned Akane to sit next to him. Seems if he did not tell her to sit down, she would stand there. And indeed he was correct.

Akane sat down next to him, head lowered, still in her maid outfit.

A few people on the bus were staring, some were taking pictures. Akane was blushing furiously but did not say a single word. Trent was about to say something but the bus stopped at their stop. He sighed and stood up "Come on" he says walking down the stairs and off the bus with Akane in tow.

He made another note in his head, to change how she dressed when they went out. She was drawing a lot of attention. He noticed she didn't talk much, and asked her "Don't you like to talk about anything?"

Akane smiled "What ever you would like to talk about Master, I have no preference...." and then followed "Did you have a topic you would like to discuss?".

Trent blanked, he really did not had anything to talk about, but did not like the constant silence between them. It was awkward enough for him having a younger girl following him around in a maid outfit. It made him feel weird how she would just silently and obediently follow him everywhere.

The bank they approached was a smaller branch of a national chain. It has a blue squarish shape as its logo. The outside was made of fine brick, while the floors on the inside were all marble. There were a couple of nice rugs lain in two of the bigger offices, and a Line of tellers behind a marble counter with a very small class cover, as a formality. The lighting was bright and white, and there were cameras visibly placed around the ceiling inside.

When he walked up to the door of the bank and went to grab the handle, Akane suddenly stepped in front of him and pulled the door open "Please, after you Master" she said bowing and holding her hand towards the inside.

Trent stopped, looked at her, and waited. After a couple of people were waiting behind him he nervously went inside and she quickly followed. "Do you always do things like that?" he asks her.

Akane replied "It is as I was taught to do Master..." holding her head down a little. She did not know any other way to live. She had lived this way her whole life.

Trent had no clue how to fix this issue right now, but he did know how to fix a couple of other issues. There was not much that could not be solved with money, and he was about to have a nice chunk of it. He walked happily up to the teller and smiled "I would like to make a deposit please, it was too large for the mobile system."

The Teller was a dark skinned professional woman. She had large glasses and her hair was pulled tight to her head. She looked over and nodded "Please fill out this deposit slip and present your ID"

Trent took the slip, and began writing the information down on it. He produced his ID from his wallet along with the check, endorsed the back of it and slid it all to the teller.

She smiled as she took everything, and began to type it into the computer before she suddenly stopped. She looked up at Trent, looked at the check, and then looked back at Trent "Excuse me Sir, I will need to get my manager" she said and then stood up and walked off.

Trent sighed, He figured this would happen. As soon as she looked at his account history, and then looked at the check, she probably thought it was fraud. He looked at Akane who was standing neatly behind him and then back to where the teller disappeared.

After a few minutes the teller returned with an Older lady with thick glasses, a stout round face, and a haircut that screamed I spend way to much time at the salon. "Mr Ferris is it? I hope you dont mind that we have to verify this checks authenticity" She says, her eyes motioning at the door, as two security guards step in front of the exit.

"Really?!" Trent thought, they did not give him any benefit of the doubt. They went straight to assuming he was guilty without even so much as a thought to innocence.

And then the manager continued "You know it is a federal crime to falsify a check, are you sure you want me to call the other bank to verify it?" she said with a snickering tone.

"This bitch!" Trent thought "She wanted me to rat myself out so they didnt even have to do any work! OH I am going to enjoy the look on her face in a second. "Oh no ma'am, I dont mind if you run the check at all, In fact, I am really hoping you will" a grin spreading on his face.

He then left the counter and went and sat down on a chair. He kicked his feet onto the table shoes and all loudly "I will be right here Ma'am, Please call away, Do you have anything to drink?" he asked as Akane was walking to stand next to his chair. He watched her face when his dirty old sneakers knocked dust and dirt onto the clean granite topped table.

The manager smirked and grabbed the phone angrily smashing buttons. She held it to her ear motioning the two guards who walked slowly toward his chair.

They stopped a a couple of feet away. Trent paid them no mind, they were all about to eat a bit pile of shit and he could not wait to see their faces.

At this moment the phone was connected, and he heard the manager loudly speaking "Yes this is the Branch manager Karen, I am calling to verify a check, account number..." and she read off the information loudly. However her voice soon faltered, and she got really quiet making it harder for them to hear.

Trents grin was spreading across his face. The look of horror slowly appearing on the branch managers face was pricely. He pulled out his phone and started a video. "hiiii so I am depositing my check, and the manager thinks I made a fake..." He continues and pans the camera around to show the guards standing feet from him with their arms crossed. Then he panned back to manager and zoomed in "The manager has just called the other bank, and she be finding out the check is legit... right... about..... now....." And then he saw the managers face go completely blank, and sweat began to roll down her brow as she glanced over and saw him filming.

Trent turned the camera to his face with a giant smile, showing Akane in the back ground "I want to remember this moment for posterity" and then panned back to the manager who was slowly walking over to him. She kept gulping, and avoiding his eyes.

What Trent had not realized, that instead of recording a video, he had started a live. Several people had already tuned in, and were commenting. The manager slowly up and gulped "Excuse me Mr Ferris..... I apologize for my earlier suspicions..." She twiddled her thumbs.... "It will take a little bit for the funds to become available.... and it will take us some time to count fifty thousand out for you, how would you like it?" she tried to put on her best fake smile.

Trent was gloating inside, oh if he knew the shit storm he just started online. A few of his friends from college still had him on their social media. When they heard fifty thousand, the comments exploded. A few women had tuned in at this moment, and some were even offering to take him on a date.

"hundreds please, and again do you have anything to dink?" he asked with a giant gloating smile.

The manager wiped the sweat from her brow "Yes sir, one moment sir." and promptly turned around and disappeared into the back office.

If Trent could see the comments he would be loosing his shit. Several women and men were offering themselves to him. Some were asking for money. Others were laughing. Many people were talking about who he was, And even more were talking about the cute young maid standing at his side.