Café | Danny X Female Reader | Short

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Women pt 2

"What the hell are you doing here?" You said, getting up from your seat.

"You said I can come back once I recovered! Right?" Rachel said. Soon after, Linda ran in, out of breath.

"I'm so sorry, ma'am. She ran to the elevator and-"

"I've heard enough, " You said, putting your hand up to stop her. You told her to leave, closing the door behind her. Your vision focused on Rachel; she could see you were not happy. "I was going to give you the job before I found out the truth."

You could see sweat roll down her forehead. "What do you mean, Y/n?"

"Ms. L/n to you. How could I be so absurd? You knew Eric since high school!? Why are you lying to me!?"

"I'm not-"

"Yes, you are! You're doing it right now!" You yelled as you pinched the bridge of your nose. "Why are you still near me? Huh? Do you want money too?"

"No, that's not it."

"Then what is it, Rachel? Hmm?" You said, looking back at her. You marched up to her and grabbed her by the collar. "Answer the goddamn question!"

"It's because I love you!" She said, "I'm in love with you; I made Eric cheat on you so I can have you."

You looked at her with confusion. "What?"

"I promise you that's the truth; please don't hurt me." She said, grabbing your hand. You let go, pushing her away from you as you dust off. She fell to the floor; she looked up at you with hope. "Do you like me back? Do you love me back?"

You looked down at her, noticing her state. You do find Rachel cute, but you never liked her. You crouched to her level and held her face. You smiled, looking into her eyes.

"No."

"W-what?"

"Security!" You yelled, standing back up and walking to your seat. They walked into the room and grabbed Rachel.

"Wait, Y/n, please!"

"Ms. L/n to you."

"Eric is going to hurt me if he finds out; please don't let him do anything to me!"

"Not my problem."

"Please Y/n, please! I love you!"

"And I don't, goodbye." You said as the door slammed. You let out a sigh of relief, fixing your hair as you look at the paper. Suddenly, you got a text from William.

Y/n, I need your help.

You looked at the message weirdly. "My help?"

Wdym?

Okay, I'll explain but you can't get mad.

"Mad? What the f*ck is happening?"

Why would I be mad?

It's about Danny and Brandon...

You sighed, not ready to deal with this crap. You got another text from William.

But you'll need to come over to my house. Here's the address.

Okay, I've been having a rough day. If this adds to the pile, I don't know what to do.

He just read the message and never responded. "I'm having a sh*tty day."

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