EPISODE 2: BRACED FOR TROUBLE
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EPISODE 2: Braced for trouble
Hayley's POV:
Still that evening.
The bell hung above the door rang as Damon and her posse walked into the diner.
Whenever I see her, the thought that enters my mind is to just crawl under a rock. I would rather face the deep blue sea anytime than that she devil.
It's no news to any of the workers here that I detest any day that she shows up. But they all feel quite contrary.
To them Damon showing up is a blessing, they don't mind that she terrorizes me just for the fun of it because she's extremely generous when it comes to handing out tips. She would tip all the workers including my boss but excluding me over a thousand dollars.
I guess I should be happy for them, since at least my pitiful existence brings some people happiness but I can't. I won't.
Damon is always quick to make mention of how her parents buy gifts for her, and how she knows who her real parents are, just to mess with my psyche.
She also boasts about her incredible boyfriend that I won't be able to hold a candle too. Not that I could care less about that since no one have ever seen him before, for all I knew Damon just made him up just to add to my torment.
Word about him is that Damon made him up so that no guy would ask her out and that she was secretly into girls. It's still just a rumor though.
One time she offered me a present, and since I couldn't decipher why she would do that I refused it. And Damon spread out rumors about my disrespect, and if I had sympathizers before they were definitely gone now.
Left with no other choice I decided to accept the present. Somehow more obnoxious rumors spread about how I stole the present. Such was my miserable life.
I was too busy thinking about how Damon always ruin my life that I didn't notice her when she walked up to me at the counter.
"Are you deaf!" Damon roared as she landed a slap on my cheek.
Apparently she had said something that I didn't hear.
I was too afraid to retaliate, I just held my cheek and fought back tears from strolling down and giving Damon the satisfaction of making me cry without actually doing anything, yet.
I glanced at my boss who witnessed the incident but he was busy pretending like he saw nothing. He's probably waiting for when Damon would drop the big tip.
I apologized to Damon. "It won't happen again."
She ignored me and just made an order, then walked over to a table that fit her and her friends.
The anticipation for the bad to come was killing me. This isn't Damon she would never ignore me for this long. I watched her having a weird conversation with her friends and it put me on edge. Any moment now the shoe is gonna drop was all I kept thinking about.
I managed to talk one of the other waiters into delivering their order, he agreed since he was probably gonna get a huge tip thanks to me. The moment they got their order Jeremiah Brent left their table and walked up to me.
Jeremiah is one of Damon's closest friends, the are always together, but surprisingly they aren't a couple. If Jeremiah is coming for me it's probably to fulfill Damon's will.
Here it comes. "Why didn't you deliver our order?"
"I, I, I..." I stuttered.
"Don't be alarmed, I just wanted to see you up close that's all."
To spill water or something worse on me, I'm sure.
"Since you didn't come to me, I decided to come to you because I'm into you Hayley."
His words made a pang inside my head. This is definitely a trick of some sort. No one would profess interest in another so suddenly not after treating them the way he and Damon treats me.
"I know it's so sudden and you don't have to feel the same way not with the way that I treat you." He said as if he was reading my thoughts. "I'm an even worse jerk for telling you something like this this way. But I just hope that you could forgive someone like me and then maybe forgive Damon."
Shivers ran down my spine in waves and for some reason I wanted to let the tears that I was holding loose. How could he ask me to forgive him or that she devil. This is so unfair, it's obvious to everyone that I'm weak and Jeremiah is preying on that.
But I couldn't help but wonder if that's the reason why Damon didn't trouble me today, of course I remember the slap but she also slaps her friends when they piss her off. It was more of her gesture than an assault.
Even if it was true that they wanted my forgiveness. I don't see myself ever falling for Jeremiah.
He's tall, has a dark brown hair and defining baby blue eyes. In other words he's good looking, but I'm just not into him.
Although he was the one who did try to apologize to me while Damon just sits there and peeks at us surreptitiously.
"But if you do find a way to forgive us, I want you to be my girlfriend." He muttered bluntly.
I hate him even more for this kind of offer. I lost the battle between me and my tears. He pulled me into a hug and let me soak his shirt.
I felt so vulnerable and overwhelmed. I've never thought about a relationship before and because of that I haven't let myself to even have a crush on anyone.
"Yes!" I said with my jaw rested on his tear damp shoulder. I could see my boss he looked sad. As if he wouldn't be getting his tips anymore once we started dating.
"She fell for it!" Damon exclaimed and stood up with a smug smile hanging on her lips.
Immediately Jeremiah pulled away from me wearing a matching smile.
What!
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