They say there will sullen looks in their face, but none of them said a word. At this point I got up from the booth and went back behind the counter. I called up my boss to ask him if I could leave early.
"Hey Sam can I leave early? Nobody is here and you could get Cameron to come," I rushed out quickly. The sooner I can leave the better. It took him a minute to reply. Probably checking to see if Cameron could come in.
"Ok, that's fine but you have the late shift next week," he replied. That is why I love this job. I only work when I'm needed and not on a strict schedule. I replied with a simple Ok and hung up.
Taking off the uniform and gathering my belongings i went to leave. I passed by the boys and gave a small smile. They all flashes one back but Olivers' smile was hiding something. Deciding to ignore it I left without a word.
Luckily I lived a little less than a mile away from the diner. I couldn't shake the feeling I was being followed though so I walked, basically sprinting, faster. Suddenly I was pulled back and thrown over a mans shoulder. I could tell it was a man because of his broad and muscular shoulders.
My instincts kicked in and I started flailing my arms and legs everywhere. Only to be thrown in a van and knocked unconscious. The last thing I saw was Olivers face.
* Couple hours later *
I opened my eyes to see four silhouettes in the corner. I listened closely to gather information as to where I am. As soon as they opened their mouthes I knew who it was.
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Beautiful Nightmare
RandomWhat would you do if all of your barriers came crumbling down? The same barriers that took years to perfect, and then destroyed by the same person. But furthermore the question you should be asking is; is it a beautiful dream or a beautiful nightmar...
