Rock 'N Roll never dies (Ethan Torchio x Female Reader)

Chapter 4 - Fucking reality

Monday. Work. Oh god I'm so sick of it. I took the bus to the job I worked in for a month now.
Just one year girl.... You can do it. Or so I thought. In the morning I actually had fun for once... Until one of my colleagues talked to me.

"Please come with me after your break. We need to talk." Really? What did i do this time? I'm trying the best I can... But I did what she told me to do. After breakfast I walked with her into a quiet room.

"Listen. I don't like how you do your work. It's wrong and i feel personally offended. If this happens one more time I'll have to tell the boss."

Offended by what? I am only trying to help. You tell me to do things and I do them... And now that is wrong? I'm trying to support. That is my job and sorry but your work is a Nightmare. But I decided not to get into any more trouble and just nodded.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know I offended you. I really didn't mean anything bad. Thank you for telling me. I will change. Promise." Did you really think she would say that it's alright? She just told me again that she was offended by me acting like a professional, which I definitely didn't. I rolled my eyes in my mind, but thank god not with my real eyes appearantly.

"I'll try to do better." She nodded and we left the room. I kept thinking.

But she wanted me to help. She said it and i wanted to help... Why is it such a big deal?

I went to our desk and decided to stay hidden from now on, hoping that this wouldn't be wrong again. After that... Secretary... The job I didn't exactly prefer. Actually I really hated it. But here I was. And again... My work was wrong.

"Stop getting into my way. This is my job." Fine. Yes I was used to those harsh tones, but I was a very sensitive person so it really hurt. I was trying to do my job right. God damnit I was new. I was not an object... Finally my shift ended and i drove home. I felt sick. It was a Monday. I couldn't even chill. I got to my room and fell on my bed.

"Can you do the dishes?" I rolled my eyes.

"Later mom." I kept laying in my bed.

"No. Now." I groaned and stood up and did them.

"I have to go to a meeting. See you later." She left. I finished and laid in my bed and started to cry. I was sick. I didn't want anything anymore. Just then I got a text.

Sup? I thought i would text you to check on you. Are you alright?🤔

What do I say now? Do I lie to him or bother him? I decided to go with option one.

Yes I'm fine. Thank you for asking.😊 Are you alright?

Yeah. Just the stress from work is killing me.

I smiled because i knew exactly how he felt.

Oh who are you telling this. Work can be a nightmare sometimes.

For some reason i felt like i talked to a long lost friend. It felt nice to be honest.

Hey I'm still nearby. Wanna meet up sometime? 😊

My eyes widened. He wanted to meet me in private?

I mean sure. But I have to work every day. What do you have in mind?

What about now? I'm still here.

He... Actually sent me his location. Is he crazy? I texted him back.

That is actually very far from where I am. I won't make it there I'm sorry. I'm in (your city).

I sighed. Somehow I wanted to talk to him... I don't know why.

No problem. Be there in a bit.

Be there in a... WHAT? I wanted to call him, but he didn't answer his phone. Asshole... Now what? I decided to put some not sweaty clothes on and exchanged my glasses though contacts and put on some decent make up so I wouldn't look like a complete zombie. I washed my hair because it was a mop and took a deep breath. When I was finished he sent me a text with a location.

I'm waiting here for you.😉

The location he sent me showed a local ice café in my city. Well at least he had taste... I put on my shoes and jacket and walked to the cafe that was only a few streets away.