───── ❝ FILLER CHAPTER ❞ ─────"everyone thinks that we're perfect...
please don't let them look through the
curtains."༄
for the past couple days, i haven't talked to anyone. not a pogue, not a kook, not even my own parents. i've been straight to work and straight home for three days now.
i know it sounds crazy; a kook working a job even though they have filthy rich parents. but that was exactly the issue for me. i knew if i was reliant on them that it'd screw me over in the future. as soon as i could get them out of my life i wanted to. i was tried of the preppy privileged bullshit that my family lived in. every bad decision, every crime, every mistake. always covered up or silenced with a payment. it was so unfair to everyone else. i hated that it had to be this way and i'd give anything to break the cycle. behind closed doors, every kook had something to hide.
kie and i had alternating shifts at the wreck, her parent's restaurant. every time i was off, she worked and vice-versa. we'd occasionally seen each other but we haven't really talked much. i'd by default assumed jj said some shit to everyone else because her coldness was extremely unlike her. everyone shutting me out felt like a jab at the heart.
i cleaned off counters as business was pretty slow tonight, i sat back and sighed, my breath causing the little framing strands that wouldn't stay up in my ponytail to slightly wave.
the door opened causing the bell above it to DING. i perked my head up as kie, jj, pope, and john b all walked in, laughing together. my lips slightly pursed as the boys all went to go sit down. kie came behind the counter, though, greeting her father.
"hey, dad." the girl greeted him with a hug and a smile.
"hey." he looked down at her, he obviously suspected she was up to something.
"how'd we do?" she asked about the day.
"didn't turn it over once." he wiped his hands off on a small towel.
"guess now is not the best time to ask for free food for me and my friends?" she slightly squinted as she smiled up to him.
"look at them." he turned to the boys, huddled chatting, "they're greedy pelicans." he sighed, "i told you to stop hanging around them.
"well, everybody at the kook academy hates me, dad." she crossed her arms as they went back and forth.
"cause you never gave them a chance." he rebutdtaled.
"i did give them a chance." she glared, "they got stuck up. they care more about shoes than surfing."
the only thing that was hearable was the boys talking to each other. silence growing behind the counter.
"these are my friends." kie stated.
mr. c hesitated and then just sighed, giving in, "well, i... i got... i gotta throw it out... might as well take it." he smiled slightly at his daughter.
"thank you!" kie enveloped her father in a bear hug.
he pat her arm, "i'll have lucy bring it out. sit down." that was my cue to get water glasses for the table and grab some silverware.
i sighed and waited on the table the pogues were seated at. jj gave me slight side-eye as i placed the napkin that was wrapping a fork and knife in front of him.
"can i- uhh... can i get you guys anything?" i plastered on a smile.
"yeah. a coke." jj looked up at me, running a hand through his messy blonde hair as he spoke with not an ounce of manners.
"alright, i'm on it. the rest of you want any drinks, or are you just sticking with water?"
"we're good, thanks." jj waved me away.
i bit my cheek and spun on my heel, walking away to the fridge and grabbing a can of coke for jj. i brought it over to the table and set it down in front of him.
"you sure you guys are all set? the food should be out in a minute." i shifted my balance from foot to foot as i asked them.
"yup, all good you can go, now." jj took a sip of his soda.
"why're you being such a dick, jj?" i whipped my head in his direction, facing the blonde boy who now had a smirk presented across his face.
"hmm... lemme think about it... maybe it's the fact you let your dipshit brother and dipshit boyfriend get away with jumping pope... or it's just the fact you're so damn entitled, can't decide which one." he snickered.
i bit my cheek and glared at him, the other three pogues having their own side conversation as to not be involved in this, "what they did wasn't my fault and i told them off for it. nothing i can say can change the way they act, jj." i grit my teeth.
"then why do you still hang around them?" jj crossed his arms and looked up at me from his seat before standing up and getting close to me, making intense eye contact. i practically felt the bad energy radiating off of him, "all you'll ever be to me is another one of them." he whispered to me harshly and sat back down turning his head. anyone else could see it in his eyes that he immediately regretted his words. but i was entirely oblivious.
those words cut deeper than a knife could. i felt tears well up in my eyes but i kept my composure and cleared the lump in my throat, i grabbed the food from the kitchen and served the group. i immediately walked to the back,
"i'm so sorry mr. c but i have to get home, there's an emergency. i only have like half an hour left anyways, is it okay if i leave early?" my choked up voice asked."yeah of course hun, drive safe." he smiled and waved as i ran out of the restaurant, tears streaming down my cheeks.
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i got in my car and drove to the first place that came to mind, the cameron's. i pulled up and knocked on the door, the person who i was looking for answering,
"babe, what happened?" rafe enveloped me in his arms.i shook my head, "nothing i just needed to see you." i lied with ease as i hugged him back.
we stood frozen like this for what felt like forever until wheezie walked up, "ew get a room!" she sneered.
1120 words
started 2/15/21
published 2/15/21━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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