Jerrie One Shots

Illicit Affairs

A/N: This is based from one of the storylines from my favorite series. Kinda drama, kinda fluff. This is a long one to make it up to y'all because I haven't posted here in a while. Read 'til the end, hope you like it. :)

Jade's POV

It's a normal work day at The Brew Coffee Shop and the customers are starting to fill up the space for most people around the area usually goes for coffee in the morning from our special brew. The regular buzz can already be heard in the tables and stools of our shop as early morning office workers go for their dark, black coffee to keep them up all day, students and group of friends order their usual macchiato or decaf as they wait for their posse to be complete, the sound of the glass cups full of milk-based caffeine of the elderly who loves to pass by the early hours in the Café as they flip through every page of their newspaper. 

This is my everyday scenery and although this may not be ideal for some of you because if I'd have a choice, I would prefer to be one of those people who can earn money just through calls or videos or even earning by sitting or sleeping all day but sadly, I am not one of them. This job is my bread and butter and I need it so much that is why, I will be trying my luck today for a higher and additional position to my boss which also means that I will earn a little bit more if I'll be able to convince him.

As usual, I know it will be an incredibly busy day for me and considering that we're lacking some staff right now due to Jesy leaving, it will be a more difficult one. The customers must miss Jesy's special cheesecake but what can we do? I just hope that whoever takes her place can do that too... or maybe I can do that too. Being the manager and main barista of The Brew, years of working here still doesn't quite level to the skills that I need to improve and learn so our service could be better. People may look down in this job as something unessential but for me, this is everything. I am the one who mostly brews the coffee, sometimes, I can also be the waitress around here, the cleaner for some of the mess, the guard to close up the store and the teacher to new employees and the list does not stop there. 

Exhausted is an understatement to what I feel after every working day at The Brew and even only it's early in the morning, I would already be moving all around the shop, in and out, since we are the only coffee place around our town which makes us even more popular to the locals. I've heard people tell me so many times that I should just quit this job if I am so tired doing this but they don't understand my point of view. I badly need this job so I can continue with my education since I can't be any more burden to my parents as they are getting older and I presumed that I can at least be a little of help with our expenses that's why I'm doing this. 

Also, this is a good distraction for me. If I'm at home, all I'll ever think about is my problems at school and financially and adding to this is the past relationship that I'm still trying to get out of my whole system. Let me tell you something about it because I feel like I just need to let it all out at once and then completely wash it out my body. I can't keep her memory still being all over me. I was with my long time girlfriend Leigh and just when everything is finally moving into its own place and we were so so happy with our lives, her family decided that they should move to Los Angeles because there will be more opportunities for her around there and it'll be safer. Of course, we tried to fight it, we tried so hard for it not to happen but in the end, they still took her away with them. You see, Leigh is the opposite of me. She's charming, endearing, well-suited to this world, and not to mention how wealthy her family is but what I loved the most about her is her drive to take every chance that she gets to be the best at everything that she does. She has been my muse for a really long time and having her across the world from me was so difficult. We tried to stay in contact --- well, I tried. I always send her letters, care packages, I check in on her all the time and what I got from her was not even half of the things that I did to save our relationship. Soon after, she did not respond to any of my texts or calls anymore and that's when I realized that this distance broke us apart. It broke us apart before we even get to the point of a break up. I haven't heard from her since. No texts, no calls, no letters, no e-mails, no care packages, no explanations, no nothing. Since then, I became this workaholic and studious because I don't want to overthink what happened again and again. I'm trying to move on from it and so far, I think I'm doing pretty well. I'm not looking for anything here in the Coffee Shop --- money and a little tips here and there, maybe yes --- but anyone? No, I'm all good being by myself. I don't need any more girls to complicate my life anymore.