A Deadly Prophecy

chapter 2.

I turn off the ignition and throw my keys in my bag, all the while trying to steady my breathing. If I've learned anything with being friends with Ash it's that nothing gets past her. No matter how hard I try lol. I look in my rear view mirror making sure I look okay, which I can see I'm a little more paler then usual. But I can thank the nightmares for that and the lack of sleep that comes along with them. I step out the car fixing my clothes and turn to see Ash looking at me with tears in her eyes . " what happened hun? Don't tell me Danielle is being a d**k again? " She doesn't even have to respond for me to know, I see her shake her head and I open my arms welcoming her in. Ash comes running up to me and throws her arms around me in a bear hug all the while bawling her eyes out. I never did care for Daniel, there always seemed to be something dark about him. But since Ash is my best friend I never did say anything to her. Only because thats what friends are for and I didn't feel right telling her how I felt about him, but now he's going to die. Especially for breaking my best friends heart and obviously not caring to even do it in person no less! Ash steps back, hiccuping, trying to wipe her eyes. All I can think to say to her is " you deserve better hun, he's been nothing but an issue the past few months now" . I notice Ash looking at me and then sighs " I know, that's why I finally broke it off with him". I can't help the gasp that escape, in all the years I've known Ash i would have never seen this coming. We take a few more minutes and I try to reassure ash that everything is okay and that I am here for her. Once she's ready to go inside and start working we walk in. and instantly are hit with the loud sounds of bustling . And what sounds like people trying to talk over one another. I remember when I first started here I used to hate walking in . because of all the noise between the clanking noise of dishes and squeaks of chairs moving. Hearing people constantly talking over one another and all the commotion in general. But as time has gone on I've gotten used to all the noise. Ash makes her way in the back to the kitchen and I walk behind the counter. I grab my apron and my notepad, throwing my coat under the counter. Instantly I'm hit with someone screaming my name, ahh the owner must be here today. " sam! You are late! You better be working already! ". I don't even get to respond before our boss mike is making his way out front and is staring me down. I smile at him and to be even more of a smart ass i wave at him as I can see him fuming motioning for me to hurry up. I quickly scramble from out behind the counter to go and start taking orders. Time seems to fly by with ease as the day goes on, for some reason its not that busy today which is unusual for us. Not that I can complain though because it makes my day easier. I finally sit down in the back room for my break and take off my shoes, rubbing my feet. It may not have been a busy day but these heels are still killing my feet. I don't understand and probably never will understand why we can't just wear sneakers, they are so much more comfortable. I let my mind wander back to this mornings incident and who that guy was?. I've never seen him before around the building but for some awful reason he seemed familiar to me. Then it dawns on me! I know why he looked familiar to me! I've seen almost the exact same guy in my dreams but I can never fully make out who it is. It's odd in a way because I always see the outline of him but I can never make out actual details, but the feeling I always get is familiarity for some reason. Like I've met this guy before or even like I've known him my whole life, but that can't be, can it? I snap myself out of my thoughts when I hear someone clearing their throat behind me and jump up screaming. Nothing like being so deep in thought that you don't hear anyone approach. I lay my hand on my heaving chest and laugh as I realize it was Mike who was trying to get my attention. He lifts an eyebrow up in a silent questioning gesture and I just wave him off not bothering to offer an explanation. It would only make me feel even more crazier then I already do anyways and that's the last thing I need.