The stories in my flesh (Sequel to scars)

Part 30

By the end of lunch break I am ready to go home. I've had lots of clients but some have been rude and very obnoxious. "I don't think I'm very good at this waitress thing." I tell Nick as I grab my notepad and pen. "Why not?" He asks, I give him a look he knows why. I'm not really a talking outgoing person, so when I talk to the customers they think I'm being rude because I don't smile or sound very happy.

A waitress is suppose to be happy and bubbly- something I'm not- but even though I try to be I can't. "Maybe I can take a turn in the kitchen fixing stuff." I say walking to the kitchen. "Excuse me, Selena?" The red haired girl turns around, "Yes?" I curl my toes feeling nervous, I don't even know her but here I am asking her for a favor. "Would you- would you mind giving me a turn here and going out there to be a waitress for a while?"

"No, no, I'll do it." Alice speaks up, I glance at her as she stretches her hand for the notepad and pen. I hand it to her and she walks out. She was doing that to be nice.

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An hour later Alice walks in, her hand is shaking and she hands me the note. 3 cappuccinos, one hot chocolate, one frappe coffee, and a hot chocolate. I'm glad I wasn't the waitress for the group of people, like I mentioned before I'm not good with people. Selena helps me make three of them, I occasionally glance at Alice who keeps bitting her lip and tapping her foot. She looks nervous.

After a few minutes they're ready and I know Alice won't be able to carry all six of them, she takes three first. Since she was nice to me while ago, I grab the other three and put them on a tray then walk out. Alice is on her way back, she quickly walks up to me.

"No I got it." She says grabbing the tray. "Im already here, let me just take them." I step to the side, "What table?" She grabs the tray again. "I don't need help I got it." She takes the tray away and I bite my cheek. I turn around to walk back in the kitchen but before I walk in I look at the table shes got. It's a large booth by the door.

Alice keeps walking back and forth in the kitchen. I still don't know why she wouldn't let me take the tray. I was trying to be nice. As I walk out the kitchen I see the booth, I can't tell who's sitting there because I can only see the back of their heads and Alice is standing there talking to them, she looks like she's arguing.

I walk to her and she sees me walking to her, "I'll help you clean." She shakes her head. "You don't want to go to that table."

"It's okay I got it." She shakes her head, "No! Go back in the kitchen." She points to the kitchen, I walk past her and- "No!" Alice screams. I freeze standing a few feet away from the booth. My whole insides twist and my heart falls to my stomach.

"Go back to the kitchen." Alice whispers, but I can't move. All I feel is my tears wetting my cheeks. "Go back-"

"Alice, I need napkins. Hurry up child!" She says, she doesn't look up so she doesn't see me. But Chase does. She stares at me and her face goes pale. I can read her lips, "Is that Sydney?" That's when they all look towards Alice and me.

Brittneys mouth forms an o and her friends just stare at me not even blinking. And guess who's there with them?

Macy Cottle.

It had to be her.

"Go back to the kitchen." Alice says again looking at them. I stare at Brittney straight in the eyes, "Oh my God." She says. "She's the one that's been trying to steal my man." Macy says. "Of course, she's a whore." Chase says with a grin.

"I can't believe it's you, it's really you." Brittneys lips form a smile. Miranda scans me up and down along with Jena.

"Wow, I thought you were dead, cause you know you're like crazy in the head. She tried tried to kill herself. Like who does that?" Brittney says with a chuckle. They laugh. "Okay that's enough." Alice says.

"Oh and know you're defending her?" Macy says giving me a cold look. "Fucking traitor." Jena says. "I'm glad you aren't our friend anymore, look how low you came talking to little attention seeking whores." Brittney says. Alice pulls my arm, "Sydney, seriously get back in the kitchen."

"Yeah in the kitchen where she belongs. Because she's too dumb to do anything else." Macy says. "All she knows how to come up with ideas to kill herself." Miranda says with a smirk. "Oh Ohhh and don't forget she's a cutting freak too!" Brittney laughs loudly and the people sitting near them can hear everything.

A man even looks at my wrists trying to look for scars or cuts. My face heats up and I feel like I'm in high school again. I walk away wiping my tears and as I go by Nick I look down at my feet avoiding eye contact.

When I'm in the bathroom I get in a stall and lock it. I sit on the floor bringing my knees to my chest, I lay my head on my knees and rock back and forth. Why? Why did I have to see them again? Why can't they still leave me alone? Why?

Don't cry, Sydney. Don't cry. Don't-