coworker.

chapter one. - you're fired.

warning: there's a lot of cussing and a slight mention of nsfw related tingz lolz

"There was a fucking hair in my food!" A brunette woman in her 40s yelled angrily at me. "Which one of you bitches cooked my food?" I tried to stay calm and kindly repeated what I had told her before, "Ma'am, please calm down. We're-"

"Don't tell me to calm down!" She slammed her fist on the counter, causing everyone in the restaurant to look at her. "Do you know how disgusting that shit is? I think that little bitch over there," she sneered and pointed to a girl preparing an sundae, she happened to be brunette as well.

The girl looked shocked, "I didn't-" "Yes, you did!" The woman roared. "Don't lie to me, you punk!" The girl looked terrified, we've seen customers get angry but the woman looked like a demon spawned from the darkest, hottest pits of hell.

"Ma'am, she was not the one. I can assure you," I spoke with a calm tone, trying not to show how pissed I was. "If you want, we can re-do your order for free and-" I was pushed and nearly fell when the woman decided to climb over the counter and attack the girl with the sundae.

Multiple gasps were heard as the woman threw her fist at the girl, but before she could punch her, I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind and pulled her away, throwing ourselves to the ground. "Let go of me!" She grunted. "You bitch!" 

She grabbed a fistful of my hair and began pulling on it. I yelped in pain as I did the same as well to her and used my other hand to get her off of me. She cursed even more and punched me but I pushed her to the counter and began throwing multiple punches. 

"(Y/N)!" A male voice yelled. "LET HER GO!" I ignored my manager as the woman and I continued fighting. I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me away. The manager let me go and looked at me furiously and yelled, "(Y/N)! YOU'RE FIRED!"

"GOOD!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "I HATED THIS FUCKING PLACE ANYWAY!" I angrily threw my cap at him and walked away. 

I left the restaurant and went straight ahead to my white Toyota Corolla. I unlocked the car door and was about to get in but the girl from before called my name. 

"(Y/N)! Wait!" She ran up to me. "Hey, I just wanted to say-" She paused as she took a breath. "I just wanted to say thank you, I probably would've been beaten up." I smiled at her, "No problem, Katie. I knew that it wasn't you anyway." She sighed and looked at the ground, "Yeah, but you ended up getting fired though. I'm sorry."
 

"No need to say sorry, I didn't like working there anyway," I chuckled, I did feel a bit bitter about being fired though. "I can find a job somewhere else." Katie smiled, "Yeah, if you ever need help, don't be afraid to call me. I gotta go now, I'll see you tomorrow at school!" 

"Bye!" I waved at her and she quickly walked back to the restaurant. I got in my car and put on my seatbelt. I was about to turn it on until I was interrupted with someone knocking on my car window, "Hey! Excuse me!" 

I rolled down the window and looked to who was now calling me, a teenage boy who looked around my age. He had fluffy brown hair with a mullet and blue eyes. He wore blue jeans with a black crew neck sweatshirt. 

He took a deep breath, he looked a bit nervous, "Hey, uh- I saw what happened, sorry that your lost your job." I smiled at him, "It's fine, don't worry." He awkwardly smiled back, " My, um, my dad owns a restaurant and he's looking for someone that'll work. I mean- well, I also work there- I was just wondering, since you no longer have a job."

"Oh, thank you," I responded. "I was about to start looking for a job, so I guess I'll take the offer." His face lit up, "Great! Well, um, I'll give you my phone number so my dad can tell you about it," he said, I noticed that he sort of has a British accent. "Do you perhaps have paper and a pen so I could write it?"