Ace P.O.V.
I woke up to the 'beep beep beep' of my alarm clock. Fan-fucking-tastic, I groaned as I rolled out of bigger than needed bed and landed on my hard floor. I wormed my way over to my closet. I walked in my closet looking at all my giant hoodies and bleached ripped jeans. I slipped my "People like me, I just don't like people" hoodie on and my bleached jeans. I grabbed my converse and my white and black star beanie.
I grabbed my phone and my car keys. I lived in luxury, and got anything I wanted. The problem was my dad. He abused me but didn't tell anyone. He abused me because he was drunk. He was drunk because he goes to the bar. Then I get stuff because he feels bad. I don't tell him, but he hurts me. A lot.
I grab a pen and paper and write my dad a note saying I went to work. Maggie's Cafe. My safe haven. My best friend works there. Katie. The girl looks like an angel but talks like Lucifer. But she's my best friend and I don't know what I'd do without her. I jump in my baby. My black 2020 ZR1 Corvette with the color changing option. This is my dream car.
I arrive at Maggie's about fifteen minutes later since I know Katie got my half caramel, half nutella with hazelnut whipped cream and caramel drizzle frappe, with my nutella toast. I know it sounds weird but it's one of our best sellers. I get out of the car the smell of coffee and baked goods fill my nose.
"Morning!" I call knowing in 5, 4, 3, 2 , 1,
"Ace, welcome to hell can I take your order?" She calls running up to me and hugging me. She's done this every morning since she knew I was working with her. She says its 'our thing' and I've never had a 'thing' before so I let her do it.
"Hi Katie" I sighed as I returned the hug. She worked register while I baked. If you haven't already figured it out but I don't like people. Like at all. Only reason I like Katie is because she brings light into my life. But people change in a matter of minutes. So, I avoid them at all costs.
"You know we have like 30 minutes to get ready right?" I called while walking away to go the back room.
"Shit" she whispers before helping me in the back room. The bell rings above the door, alerting us a customer is here. Katie grabs five of everything to have enough for display and some to eat.
One of our regulars come in. He walks up and greets Katie. He weirds me out, always staring at me. Katie takes his order and he sits down. The morning drags on more and more people start coming me and Katie start working harder and faster. The lunch rush is bound to happen any minute. Soon people start pouring in.
"Fuck it" I whispered and I went out and yelled one word.
"STICKS" Why I did it I don't know but everyone shut up. The new comers quietly got in line and Katie came out trying not to laugh. Jerk. I got to cooking quickly and without interruptions. I had my airpods in listening to my favorite song. City of angels by 24kgoldn. I found this song watching to tiktok. Weird right?
We kept going when a weird ass man came in. He had bodyguards and a gun. A fucking gun. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared. It was kinda hot if I'm being honest. Oh did I forget to say I was gay? I'm gay! That's why my dad abuses me. He acts like it's fine but I know it's not. He's a GIANT homophobe. The dude, Imma call him Judd, he order a black coffee and a sandwich, gave us a hundred dollar bill told us keep the change and then left. It may be just me but that's a little sketchy.
That night I went home with a giant headache. Like I'm talkin thought I had a brain tumor headache. I had to take like 5 Tylenol to make it go away. Of course my dad wasn't home. He's almost never home due to work. I don't really mind it though because I get the house to myself. More parties and beer for me. I went to be thinking about the Judd person. Who the fuck was that.
A\N- Hey guys this is 770 words. I'm trying to aim for 1500 and I'm gonna do that after I get grounded. Again, I'm writing this school and I only have so much time to write this, and I promise I'm trying to get it done. Anyways I love you guys! Bye stars!
-Karma 🤍 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 🖤
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