chaptie 4
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"Can I have a coffee please,
" he said in a deep voice.
I looked at the table and saw that my manager was drinking the coffee that Rylah served.
"What do you want to have, sir?"
"Give me your best."
Best my ass.
" That would be a red eye sir. "
He just nodded.
I looked at Rylah, because we agreed that I'm the one who's gonna be the cashier today, and she's gonna make the coffee.
"Ryl,one red eye pls." I said to Rylah.
"Right away."
"No"Timothy said.
"Excuse me Sir?"
"I want you to make my coffee personally," He said while looking at me.
"We make the same coffee, sir,with the same ingredients...so,nothing would really change if she made your coffee or me...and if you'll excuse me, I have other customers too."
Rylah looked at me with wide eyes.
" No,you do it,"he said, and walked back to his table.
Rylah walked towards the cashier to fill in my work.
That leaves me no choice.
"Go make the coffee,hottie." Rylah said in a singing voice.
"I smell something fishy." She whispered in my ear.
I just rolled my eyes...Gwapo sana sungit naman.
I made the coffee and served it to him. He's handsome,but he's sungit.
" Here's your coffee sir...that would be 199.00 pesos sir."
My manager looked at me with wide eyes.
There's no way he's not gonna pay, b***h, rylah and I, are the ones who will be making the sales and total income of the coffee for the day. So he needs to pay or we will be short.
" It's in the house,Timothy", my manager said.
Bitch, you're broke.
First name basis ediwow.
"Thank you,have a seat please." He said while motioning to the seat beside him.
Change mood real quick.
"I can't, sir.I still have a job to do."
As I was about to walk away, he held my hand, making me stop.
I looked at him with confused eyes.
"I haven't introduced myself properly."
So,now he's being nice, huh?
"I am Max Timothy Jimenéz."
No one asked Bruh. So he's Spanish
"This is Pene..."
"I think she can introduce herself." He said, cutting off my manager.
Oh, the rich acting b***h is still here.
My manager smiled apologetically.
"Well,you are?"
"I am Penelope De león sir." I said and reached for his hands.
"Nice to meet you,bellissima."he said with an Italian accent.(beautiful).
So,he speaks Italian.
"Il piacere è tutto mio, signore"
(the pleasure is all mine,sir)
He seemed a little shocked that I knew Italian too.
I looked at my hand, because he was still holding it. In fairness, he has soft hands.
"Oh,I'm sorry."
I just smiled and went back to the counter.
I practiced my breathing
Inhale...
Exhale...
I can't handle his hotness.
"You okay?" Rylah asked when she saw me doing breathing exercise.
I nodded.
"Girls, we'll be closing early today."
Our manager announced.
Thank God I'm so tired naa ehh.
"And Timothy has an announcement to make."
We're down to our last customer now.
"I'll be opening another branch of the coffee shop..." He stated.
So?
" ...and I'll be needing some staff to run the coffee."
Then,go to agencies.dumbass.
" As I can see...you're all doing well. That's why I'll be choosing two people from this shop to run my other branch in New York...with free accommodation food etc."he said while looking at me.
My workmates started whispering to each other.
There are 6 people working in this branch, not including the manager.
Really?New York? That would be great.
" That would be the two of you. Rylah...".
Hinampas hampas ko si Rylah sa balikat sa sobrang excitement.
I'm so happy for her.
"And Penelope." And we both jumped out of happiness! .
Omg!I'm going to New York.
I was shocked when Rylah hugged Timothy.
Omg! I put my hand in my mouth.
I looked at Timothy, who was shocked.
"I'm so sorry,sir.I got carried away." We all laughed at her.
How do I tell this news to mom and Pierre?
"Thank you so much for choosing me,Sir." I said and shook his hands.
" You deserve it." Sabi niya na nakangiti.my heartttttt.
The meeting was finished and Timothy bid goodbye.
We changed clothes and got ready to go home.
And before we got the chance to go out.
"Babe,talk to me please." Christian the asshole said.
Rylah just looked at me. I just nodded, telling her to wait outside.
"What do you want?"
"Chance...give me another chance."
"I'm sorry,but you're wasting your time." I said, walking to the door.
"Just one last chance...let me just prove my love."
"Christian, it's over."I said.
We closed the shop and walked our way to our home. Rylah and I were just 5 blocks away. But,he's still following us.
"Should I call the police?" Rylah said.
"Christian,what is it really that you want?" I stopped walking.
"I told you just one chance...I'll change...I will make myself better for you for us...that's how much I love you."
" Another chance to fool me?huh? actions speak louder than words Christian.I want no promises this time and please do change for yourself not for other people."
Maybe I'll forgive him, but things will never go back the way they used to be.
What if he cheats on me again?
What if he does not change at all?
What if he does that again?
What if all those what ifs came true?
He made me question my worth.
When you're hurt, it's just hard to trust again.
"That's all? You'll just put our two years in the trash?
"That's where they belong, Christian."
"That's just one mistake,Penelope."
He shouted
"And that mistake could happen again!" I shouted back.
" It's your fault you have no time for me, you're always busy working,earning money...and you can't even do some things in bed" he said, mocking me.
" Then,find someone who can do that for you,because,I'm so glad I didn't."
Rylah pulled me away before things got worse.
" You did so well in there. "
I looked back looking at if Christian was still following us and to my surprise it was not just Christian who was following us.
I saw a familiar figure in the dark .
No way,it can't be him.
If I'm right about this feeling I'll be damned.
It's time to set a trap.
"Now,what are you sorry?" Christian asked.
"What do you think your doing P?" Rylah whispered.
Just Watch.
" Yes,I'm very sorry babe."and I punched him on the nose real hard.
" Wtf?"he said, now holding his bleeding nose.
" Ohmygod!I need to get you out of here , Penelope." Rylah said while trying to pull me away.
I didn't listen to her and I punched Christian again and punched and punch.
" C'mon, Christian, punch me do whatever you want to me."
"What are you thinking Penelope? You think you can fight?"Christian said, slowly losing his cool.
"C'mon stand up and punch me. Be the asshole that you are."
He just laughed at me.
Why does it need to be so harddd?
"P, you know I love you and I will never hurt you."
You already did, asshole.
"But I will." I said, punching him again.
I'm sorry
I saw Rylah walking into the dark alley.
So she's gonna leave me?
"So, you really want to fight with me, huh?"
He gave me a punch, but not enough to get me.
"Is that all that you got?"
I saw him turn his face red and start to attack me. I didn't fight back.
He grabbed me by the neck and chocked me.
"What now, Penelope? You just want to stare at me til your last breath?"
Just wait...
I didn't move,I didn't fight back,it'll ruin the trap.
"Penelope!"Rylah shouted.
"Shut up b***h or you're going to die too."
" No one is going to die."came from a familiar voice.
Gotcha.
He fell into the trap.
Christian turned around trying to find the man behind the voice, when a punch landed on his face.
He let me go...I let out a deep breath...fuck my throat hurt.
"Are you okay P?" Rylah said, walking towards me.
I nodded.
I looked at Christian who was so close to losing consciousness. I felt bad.
"That's enough." I said in a low voice.
The man looked at me...he was wearing a black suit and a mask but I could see his eyes...I saw the man I've been looking for so many years.
He's alive.
The man stood up and did say nothing.
"Thank you, sir." Rylah said.
He turned his back ready to walk away.
"You're b-back." I said, trying to stop myself from crying.
The man faced me.
" Where have you been?"
I can see it in his eyes...the guilt and the sadness of leaving us.
"lo siento mi princesa." He hugged me.
(I'm sorry my princess.)
"Lo siento."
"Why?why did you leave us, papá?"
I said while sobbing.
" I'll explain soon. Don't tell anyone you saw me.I need to go now...besa a tu hermano por mi."(kiss your brother for me).
He kissed me on the forehead and he went.
I'm just so glad he's alive.
There's a lot of explaining to do,papa.
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