Mallori's pov
We walked for a while before we stepped in front of a restaurant I hadn't seen before.
"Where are we?"
"A restaurant."
"Well I can see that!"
He grinned and stepped inside. Holding the door open for me, I walked in after him, and looked around. It wasn't very busy here, but their food smelled good.
"Hello, follow me please."
A lady with her brown hair pulled back in a bun started walking towards a table. Doing as told, Izaya and I followed her.
"This will be your table for the night. What can I get you two to drink?"
Izaya slid into the booth across from me, and looked up at her.
"I just want a water."
"I'll have a water too."
"Okay, I'll be right back with your drinks."
She left, and Izaya's attention turned to me.
"What do you want?"
"Why must you always assume I want something?"
"Because I know you."
"Oh do you now?"
"I do."
"And just how do you know me?"
"Well...I can't answer that."
"Then I guess I can't believe you."
He gave me a smirk, and I rolled my eyes.
"Here are your drinks. Do you two know what you'd like to eat?"
"I'd like a salad."
"And you?"
"Uhhh...Do you have burgers?"
"Yes."
"Then I want one."
"Okay."
She left us alone again, making Izaya's attention come back to me.
"A burger?"
"Excuse me for not ordering a salad."
"I never said you had to."
He leaned back, the smirk still plastered on his face.
"Do you know how to do anything other than smirk?"
"Of course. I know how to manipulate humans so they are always under my control."
I rolled my eyes again, and laid my head down on the table. Closing my eyes, I started thinking about things.
~~~flashaback~~~
"You're nothing but a little bitch, and no one will ever want you."
"I could say the same about you."
A sharp pain moved through my cheek, my hand shooting up to hold it.
"Who the hell do you think you are!?"
"I am your step father, and you will obey me!"
"I'm not a dog, I don't obey anyone. Stop acting like you can control me! You're not even my real father!"
"Mallori! You take that back!"
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