Abused Love (AL Series)

Chapter 2

Trent

  Here I am sitting in front of one of our first restaurants that were opened by my family wondering why I have to be here and not one of my brothers. But my father made it very clear to me why that was.

"Trent, you are firstborn. I raised you from when you were born to take over everything that I own. Your brothers were not. That means you must go."

"But dad, if they know I'm coming then they will change things and I won't understand how they work things there. If you are going to make me go there I want it to be under my terms and I do not want you to step in. I need to see how they treat everyone."

"Fine. But I already told them you will be there and that I will let them know what day."

"Fine. Make it for a week from now and have someone sneak me on to the Omega side."

"Really son? The Omega side. Why would you want to eat on that side? No. You will eat on the Luna side."

"No dad, I said my way. How am I to know how those on the other side eat unless I am there? I want to make sure all our guests there are being served the same. That means I sit on that side without anyone knowing I'm there and who I am."

"Fine, I'll have Alexa place you down for the Omega side without anyone knowing who you are."

  I sigh and look at all the people going in. I'm already five minutes late for my reservation but I want to show up late. I need to see how they handle it.

  I get out and head to the door. No one can see my car that works in the restaurant and I've parked on the other end of the parking lot. As I get inside I can't help but smile from all the memories that I used to have here with my mother and brothers. I finally make it to the hostess stand who has a lady smiling like crazy and give her my fake name, Bryan. She asks if I'm on the Omega or Luna side. A.K.A, the poor or the rich side. I inform her I'm on the Omega side and she looks at the list but her smile is no longer as big when she tells me to follow another lady to my table.

  I sit down and look around noticing that it's packed in here and very noisy from someone barking orders to someone in the back. In just two minutes I am greeted by a man that has a name tag with Alen on it. I give him my drink order but ask for more time to check the menu. He nods with a smile that looks forced and he rushes off to the back where I still hear someone yelling orders. For some reason, I feel uneasy.

'Will you settle down?'

'No.'

'Why are you going crazy?'

'I feel like there's someone here.'

'Someone?' I ask my wolf as I roll my eyes

'Yes, someone. Now start focusing.'

  I roll my eyes again and look at my menu when my drink comes out. I give Alen my food order and I can't help but notice how my waiter looks uneasy and keeps looking at the door to the kitchen. Something about him doing that makes me move in my chair. I don't like how he keeps looking back there. That's when I hear the yelling stop and the door to the kitchen open. When I turn my head I see a lady with the most gorgeous red hair. I can't see her face but I can hear her take a deep breath before she grabs a tray and starts to clean one of the tables closest to the door she came out of.

  I can't keep my eyes off her. There was something about her that had my wolf going crazy. He won't stop telling me to go to her and calm her down. What stops me is that I don't know her and I'm not here to get a girl in bed for the night. Even if my wolf is giving me a headache. As I watch her the more I see sadness from the way her body is standing and acting. I wished she would turn around so I can see her face but she never does.

  Alen comes back and asks if there was something wrong with my food. I look down and notice my food has been placed in front of me. I look up with a smile and tell him no just lost in thought. As I say this I hear someone start yelling in the back again but this time it's someone else. I use my wolf's hearing and listen the best I can with all the other noises around.

"How can you do this to Me? To the family? You know I hate take-out! How can you order food for the family and not even get it right! I mean come on, you expect us to eat this crap! Why do we keep you around if we can order this crap all day, every day? I guess I will just have to make you learn! Just you wait!" Wow, drama queen alert. I think to myself as I roll my eyes.

  I can hear them drop something and then start to walk away. I try to focus on the person that was getting yelled at and I'm guessing it's the person that is breathing with sadness and relief. I look up to see the same person once again coming out from the kitchen door with her head hung down. Oh, how I want to run up to her. Wait, did I just think that? Yea no. Who am I to think that for someone I haven't even seen the face of.

  As I slowly eat and take my time seeing how everything is working I notice that the food is not that good and the waiters are definitely having a hard time keeping up. I wonder if it's the same on the other side. I also notice the girl with the red hair from before seems to be doing more than anyone else. She's been cleaning and resetting all the tables, taking orders, running drink and food orders, and it looks like she is also doing it for the Luna side! As I'm looking around lost in thought that same girl comes up to my table and asks if she can clean my table. That's when I finally get to look at her face. Once I see those beautiful blue eyes that remind me of a crystal clear blue ocean my wolf starts to slam at my skin. My heart rate starts to pick up and my mouth goes dry.

'Mine. Mine. MINE!!'

'Yours?'

'Yes, mine. Ours! Claim. Mark. MATE!!'

  Did my wolf just say, mate? That's not something I ever thought I would hear him say but I can see why. As I stare at her I can see that not only does she have dark fire red hair and killer blue eyes but her skin is so pale. Does she ever tan? Her face and arms look thin, too thin. I can't see if she is truly that thin because the shirt she has on is big for her and the pants she has on is being held on by a belt but the shirt covers most of it. The belt allows me to guess how thin she is from the parts that are not covered up and from how it flaps around the belt. Does she ever eat? As my eyes go back to her face I see she looks sad, so sad, even with the smile she has on it's definitely forced and I find it hard not to get up and wrap her in my arms and tell her I'll fix whatever is wrong and to just tell me what it is. I know it's crazy and I feel crazy just thinking about it. Instead, I keep telling myself to stay where I am. That she wouldn't want a stranger who is lying about who he is to try and touch her.

'Who cares. She's ours. Claim her.'

'Shut up will you.'