Deadly Obsession

Chapter 12

(Helena's POV)

A week and a half quickly passed but I did not notice it because I seem to have fun working in Aunt Delilah's restaurant as a dishwasher. The work was easy and the pay is good. Most of the time, I am alone on the dish-washing section of the kitchen area so nobody talks to me. Cassy, Cerise and Tamara were trying to be friendly but I cannot hang out with them most of the time. I thought that Cassy is just like the mean girls back at Jacksonville high but she was actually a nice girl. I just can't get myself to be friendly with other people. Maybe because all my teenage years at Jacksonville was filled with bullying from other teenagers like me. So far, I enjoy it even though there were times when I miss my mum and cry at night because I know I can't go home. The killer is still out there, and it is just waiting around the corner of Jacksonville.

"Hey Tomlin! Please do serve table number seven. We are out of manpower. Two of our waitresses were absent today and we need extra help." Cassy suddenly appeared at the doorway.

I stood up from the chair where I'm currently resting and looked at my current state of attire. "But I'm not wearing proper uniform." I said. I am wearing the uniform of the dishwasher which composes of slacks and T-shirt with the logo of the restaurant while waitresses here wear cream colored blouses with the logo and black skirts.

"That's fine. Even better. That customer is annoying." Cassy muttered.

"Uh... ok." I said.

I went out of the kitchen area and got a pen and small notepad. I approached table number seven and saw five men wearing three-piece suits sitting there. Looking around the restaurant as if they own the world.

"Good afternoon, sir. May I get your orders." I asked them.

"Ugh. Why are you the one serving us? Where is that blonde slut that I saw earlier?" One of them, a fat Italian guy on his forties asked me and eyed me with distaste with his beady black eyes.

"She is currently serving another table sir. So I will be the one to serve you." I said, clenching my teeth.

"I don't like your face. Go away and let that la puttana serve me." He bared his yellowish teeth at me.

I grimaced and scratched the back of my head. What's wrong with these people? This man is not even handsome but he demands like he's the king of the world. He's even wearing three piece Armani black suit that would've looked great on Christian Grey from Fifty shades of Grey but it only made him look like a goon. A very ugly looking goon. Even an outcast like me can see that clearly. I saw other customers are already looking at our direction. Tamara is looking at me with a worried expression. She saw me looking at her and she shook her head as if she's warning me not to do anything drastic.

"But on the other hand, your ass looks delectable.... tesoro..." He grinned and I suddenly felt something large land on my butt.

"PERVERT!" I shouted and slapped the ugly toad.

"Dammit! You w***e! Do you know who I am?! I am Piedro Constantino! One of the most feared underground mafiosi lord here in Brooklyn!" He growled and tried to slap me but a strong hand stopped him.

"Respect the woman, sir." A very familiar voice spoke. His tone very serious.

I gaped at the guy who is one of the people that I left at Jacksonville. The only one whom I managed to become friends with.

"Luke?" I gasped at him.

"Fancy seeing you here, Helena." Lucas Parker grinned at me.

The man stood up and his friends surrounded us.

"How dare you slap me, la puttana."

"What the hell is happening here?" Cerise, the manager, arrived with the guards.

"That la cagna slapped me!" Piedro, the ugly toad said angrily.

"He touched my butt!" I said.

"Sir, I'm afraid that s****l harassment is not permitted on our place. Even if you are one of signore Rinaldi's men. I'm sure he will be mad at you for doing your dirty works at this place. You know it's off limits." She said grimly and the men were forced to go out.

"You'll pay for this, piccola cagna." The man gave me a dirty finger before walking out.

"So... What are you doing here?" I asked Luke when the commotion is over.

"I'm having a small reunion with my friends and we chose this place because most of them lives here. Anyway, I grew up in here but we moved to Washington when I was on the Eight grade. And now, we moved to Jacksonville. It's pure coincidence that I saw you in here." He smiled... but then his expression changed when he looked at me. "Helena, your mum is worried about you. We know you're innocent and we will do everything to catch the killer. Just go home." He said, his green eyes full of worry.

"I'm sorry. I have to do this or more will suffer." I said and walked back to the kitchen.

Hours passed without me noticing. I just busied myself doing my work and tried to forget the earlier incidents.

"Helena, please just throw out the garbage once you're done doing your work." Calvin, one of the waiters said.

"Okay." I said. That is actually his work but the other workers here often make me do their work because they know that I'm a newbie and I can't say no. Talk about bullying even in my new workplace.

I finished washing the plates and dried my hands. Then, I approached the black plastic bag and pulled it out of the kitchen door that leads to the garbage dump on the other side of the street.

"Well, well, well.... Look who's here. Our little cameriera friend." I heard a menacing voice and I came face to face with Piedro "the toad faced" Constantino.

"Fuck." I muttered.

His men surrounded me and I found myself trapped with nowhere to run.

"You embarrassed me over there earlier, la puttana." He murmured.

"You are a pervert!" I spat.

"I know... But it seems you don't know who you are dealing with, piccola cagna."

"I don't care." I tried to walk but two of his men held me by the arms. "Hey!" I said.

"Bring her!" I heard him command his minions and they dragged me towards a white van.

"No! Help!" I screamed but no one seems to hear me. Dammit! Where are the people? It's only ten in the evening.

"Silence her."

One of the men brought his fist into my stomach and punched me. I suddenly felt dizzy and I want to throw up. My head is already spinning and my vision darkened.