Our Love

My milkshake

Will P.O.V

I watch the two girls interact from afar with no interest in their conversation until I see one of them dump a milkshake.

 It's almost like trouble follows me. Once again I'm forced to interfere in another situation but this time I don't mind because this girl just made a huge mess that I have to clean up.

"HEY ASSHOLE" I yell across the diner.

The girl stops dead in her tracks and turns around to look at me and once she sees me she has a terrified look on her face.

I usually try not to seem intimidating but this time I didn't care. I'm 6'4 and muscular and covered up to my neck in tattoos. I took off my apron so my pecs were on full display. 

"Who do you think you are coming into my diner and bothering my customer and then making a huge mess?"

She looks at me and starts stuttering.
"I-I-m so-rry"

I walk up to her and get close enough I could here her heart beating. "Get out" I whisper.

She quickly nods and scurrys out the diner.

I turn my attention to the girl covered in the milkshake. I grab her hand and I pull her out to the back and I look at her for a second and without saying anything I grab a towel and start wiping her clean.

I start to hear whimpering and and look at her face and realize she's crying.

I slightly panic because I don't know what to say to someone who's crying. I know I should try to make her feel better.

I slowly put my hand on her back and I start patting her and I ask her " Are you ok?"

She just buried her head into my chest and sobbed harder. She then wrapped her arms around my waist and I put my arms around her back returning the hug. 

This feels weird, I haven't hugged or had physical contact that wasn't a lethal attack from anyone in years.

After staying like that for a while she brings her head up and pulls away from the hug.

I clear my throat and ask " So what's your name?"

She sniffles and wipes her nose " My name is Athena" she says softly.

What a beautiful name I thought.

" Okay Athena I'm Will and you shouldn't let people walk all over you" I say sternly.

She seem surprised by my forwardness. 

"I have tried but she doesn't stop" she says as her voice cracks.

I was about to go deeper into the topic then I realize that she's still in the clothes that was covered in milkshake. And she was probably uncomfortable

"Alright come with me so I can get you new clothes" I say as I starts walking to my car and she follows me.

I grab my hoodie from my car and hand it to her.

She whispers a shy "thanks" and runs back in the diner to change into it.

I go back inside the diner and I see her come out of the bathroom with my hoodie that looks gigantic on her. She still somehow made it work.

She walks up to me and in a small hoarse voice due to her crying she says

"I'll bring you your back hoodie tomorrow" she says before leaving the diner.

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Athena P.O.V

I quickly walk out of the diner with Will's hoodie on. That whole situation was so embarrassing, if it wasn't for my dark complexion I would be the color of a tomato right now.

I look down at my phone to check the time and I realize that I'm am hour late to school. I start to panic knowing that my mom will be furious when I get home.
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*After-school*

I'm walking home extremely slow because I know as soon as I get home I'm going to be in huge trouble. I eventually get home and I reluctantly open the door to see exactly what I was expecting. My mother sitting in the living room waiting for me with a glass of wine in her hand as she swirls it around.

"So tell me why I got a call from your school saying you missed first period" she says calmly.

I look down at the ground not knowing what to say.

"ANSWER ME" my mom yells suddenly as she throws the wine glass at me and if narrowly misses me and hits the wall. Although I feel a sharp pain hit my arm.

" I'm sorry mom I lost track of time" I say in a soft voice.

She chuckled lowly and whispers to herself "lost track of time".

She gets up from the couch and slowly walks up to me and I instantly start to back away not knowing what she was going to do

"If I ever hear that you missed a class again I'll make you regret that you were born" she says in a threatening tone

"Now clean this up" she says walking away.

I quickly start picking up the glass and I get cuts on my hands but I don't care. I quickly finish up and run upstairs to my room where I hide the rest of the night. 

I hate it here.