Something About You

II: Nick

I swipe away the last of the counters, wanting to get home already to see my son.

As my last customer left, Demi was her name, a usual, I decided it was time to close down the shop and go home for Thanksgiving. I had a extra shift, boss wanted me to take it since everyone else was out for Thanksgiving. I agreed instantly, needing the extra money and took care of the cafe as boss left.

Shrugging my coat on and glancing at the clock, I knew I should leave now before I miss the train back home. Taking long strides across the cafe, I turn off the lights and grab my backpack, slinging it on my shoulder. I lock the front door, shoving the keys in my jean pocket before sprinting down the sidewalk to the subway. Sliding my card through the machine, I went through it and ran to the train as the doors closed.

I stretch my hand out quickly, stopping the doors from fully shutting. I sigh in relief as the doors open and walk inside. Shuffling around, I glance around the almost empty train. A man in a suit sat near, another man in dark clothing was leaning against a seat and a lady with a small girl in her arms sat in the other side of the train. Demi, one of my customers, was sitting against a window, earbuds in like always.

She smiles at me and I smiled back warmly. I started to walk to her, wondering if I should sit with her or not. Instead, thinking it was a little rush, I instead hold onto the pole near her. I sigh as the train lurch forward, going steady against the train tracks.

I wonder about her, she was very beautiful but every time that she comes to the cafe, she's either angry or sad. She never had someone else with her or brought along someone, always by herself and never sticking her nose into anyone's buisness. Always kept to herself, lost in her own world.

Guess she had her own problems like everyone else on this world, me including.

I had my five year old son to feed and also to keep a roof over our heads. I needed him, he keeps me on the ground and I love him ever since his mother left him at my doorstep, barely a few days old.

I knew he was my responsibility from now, I knew I needed to love him, to care about him, to play with him, to teach him and to be there for him as a father. I wasn't going to leave him alone even if his mother abandon us, I was there for him while he was there for me.

Ezra Jonas was his name.

My son.

I smile at the thought of him, he must be sleeping right now. In his bed with his spongebob pajamas, dreaming about maybe action figures or cars.

Xavier must've been at home too, watching over him. Xavier was a middle age man, my next door neighbor. He was alright, even told me when I moved in that if I ever needed something, I could always ask him. And so, he watch over Ezra while I was working. I'm so grateful for that, really I am.

I was snap out of my thoughts when the train came to a sudden halt, I grip onto the pole as it went completely dark.

I hold my breath, a little confuse of what's going on. This never happen before.

It was quiet for a moment before Demi spoke up from behind me.

"What's going on?"

"Mechanical difficulties, looks like we're gonna be in here a while."

A man spoke from in front of the train, I gape at him. Is he serious right now? It's almost midnight, Thanksgiving is about to end and now we're stuck in a train, freezing our asses off?

Great, just great. What I needed. Note my fucking sarcasm.

"Are you serious?" Me and Demi say in unison, gaping at the train dude who work here.