Ten spills, five broken plates, and fourteen falls later our shift was finally over.
Jimmy had almost lost his sanity.
By the time the Cafe was closing it was night time and we were both wiped out so we plopped down on the couch completely exhausted.
"Remind me... to NEVER do that again." he huffed out, looking at me with disbelief. I smiled and gave him a knowing look.
"You had it coming to you. Next time ask me before you sign me up for anything!"
He rolled his eyes, "You should seriously come with your own warning label!"
I laughed as he got off the couch, putting both his hands out to help me up. I took them gladly and he gently pulled me up, slipping his arm over my shoulder and leading me towards the door.
"I can't wait to sleep tonight!" he added, smiling down at me. I smiled back up, thankful that at least I had someone that would put up with me. On the plane ride here I was so afraid that I wouldn't be able to meet anyone nice, or that I would be alone the whole time. Thanks to Jimmy, I didn't have to worry about that anymore.
The breeze blew past us and Jimmy held me tighter to him, I gladly stayed close to him for warmth. Smiling we both made our way back home to finish off the day.
The only noise was the clitter-clatter of our utensils against the plates. My dad had made dinner by the time I got home, and we were sitting at the dinner table eating in silence. I was really upset with my dad that he wouldn't explain anything to me.
Who drags there daughter across the United States just to leave them even more clueless about there past? I was hoping my dad could clear things up for me, it was the least he could do.
But by the looks of it that wasn't happening tonight.
Once I finished I was about to take my plate to the sink to wash it, until my father surprisingly broke the silence.
"How' school?" he asked, still looking down at his plate.
"Umm... Fine." I mumbled back in reply, remaining in my seat with my dish still in my hands.
"I heard you worked at the Cafe today with Jimmy." he carried on.
"Mmhmm..." I replied.
"That's nice... Are you getting along with Jimmy?"
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Umm yes. Why do you ask?"
"Just wondering. He's a good kid." He replied, leaving it at that. I shrugged and took my plate to the sink. rinsing it and putting it in the dishwasher. After drying my hands I scooped up Peaches and took her with me upstairs to my room, not speaking another word to my father. He didn't seem to mind.
After I finished homework I took a quick shower and changed into my pajamas, hopping onto my bed to check my phone that I left at the house while working.
23 texts and 4 voice mails.
I groaned but searched through, the texts were only from Rosie or Caroline. None from Oliver.
I sighed and searched through the rest of my texts from earlier. I sat up straighter when I noticed some from Oliver I had gotten last night that I hadn't noticed earlier. I opened the first one at 11:44 P.M.
"Lily, you up? How's NY?"
I sighed and opened the next one.
"I hope everything is OK, Rosie said you haven't called her back. Please call me." That message was send at 12:24.
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Breaking FreeTeen Fiction
After an unexpected surprise 17 year old Lily is forced to move from her hometown Utah to go live with with her dad, who she hasn't seen since she was 6. She believes the worst that could happen is having to leave behind her loved ones in Utah, but...