A lost Soul

CHAPTER 15

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The last chapter was a slight bit depressing towards the end but I was listening to depressing music and I just thought, why not XD

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Today was Saturday.

A day known to sleep in and have no troubles.

A day where you can spend time with your family and friends and at night, go out and do crazy things.

For me,
Saturday's were an extra day of work I had chosen to do.

So That's what I'm doing on this surprisingly beautiful, sunny day.

Washing dishes and serving rude teenagers who try to impress their friends.

Yipee.

Jax isn't working today, so he dropped me off.

When I entered through the front door, my nose was greeted with the familiar smell of strong coffee beans.

I went through the kitchen and put on my waitress attire.

I saw that a co-worker, Jenny, was washing the dishes so I just went out and began taking orders and preparing.

Sam was running out of the kitchen and back in several times, probably over reacting about things as usual.

I cleaned a table and took the plates to the sink and took over for Jenny.

So this was my Saturday.

My eyes felt very heavy.
I haven't been getting much sleep lately.
My dreams were over taken by nightmares.

I now didn't like to sleep.
What I saw in my nightmares...
I would do anything for them to go away.

I saw a take away cup be placed on the bench next to me from the corner of my eye. I turned to find Nate with his famous smirk planted on his face.

His black hair was ruffled and his eyes were a light shade of blue.
I instantly smiled.

His smile could brake any cold hearted person.

He licked his lips before speaking.

"You look like you could use this," he said hanging me the coffee.

I laughed.

"Thanks," I said taking it.
I sipped it and then went back to washing dishes.

He just watched me.

He did that a lot.
But I didn't mind..
Even though I hate when people look at me.

Others looked at me with disgust, but he looks at me like I'm his favourite TV series and it's the starting of a new season.

Pure interest.

And well, not many people showed interest...

I finished the dishes and turned to him, wiping my hands.

"You know, even though Sam is your uncle, I'm sure he would get annoyed walking in here finding you gawking at me instead of serving people,"

"Don't get a head of yourself," he winked.

I rolled my eyes.

He kinda makes my Saturday's a slight more interesting...