unbreak the broken ✘ shawn hunter (BMW)

T H R E E

"Olivia, your order is ready." I place the coffee and croissant onto the counter.

The redhead girl grabs her things and flashes me a smile, "Thanks, Ophelia, see you in Lit."

I call a 'see you tomorrow' to her and start on the next costumers order.

Another day working at the Student Union. Time normally passes by pretty quickly when I'm here, but today it's going by painstakingly slow. Just as I'm thinking about how agonizing the next 3 hours are gonna be, a certain Eric Matthews comes to the counter.

"Ophelia, my love." Eric leans against the wall looking insanely good today. I walk towards him and smile, "What can I get you today, Mr. Matthews."

"A large cappuccino."

I nod and move to the machine to start on his drink.

"Jack's really sorry for what he said the other day." I turn my head to face Eric.

I can't lie, when Jack said what he had said, it hurt knowing that everyone was aware about how easy I am. But what he said wasn't uncalled for.

"He doesn't have to be sorry, tell him we are fine. Besides, he wasn't lying." I hand Eric his coffee and start ringing him up. "I think everyone knows that I sleep with anyone who smiles at me. $2.50 please."

I make eye contact with Eric, just as he decides to give me the biggest shit-eating grin I have ever seen. That son of a bitch.

"I'm kidding, calm down babe." He hands me money and I place it into the register, "Really though Ophelia, why do you sell yourself so short. I don't know if you know this, but you're a knockout."

I grab my rag and wipe off the machine I just used for Eric's coffee. "We all have our reasons."

I guess I had assumed that once Eric had gotten his coffee he would walk away, so when he spoke up I jumped slightly. "Do you wanna hang out sometime?"

"I don't think you want to hang out with me. And I also don't think that you want be involved with me. Do you really wanna join the long list of men associated with me?"

"Are you forgetting the long list of women that are associated with me?" Eric takes a sip of the coffee, "I think you forget that we're actually not that different."

A laugh leaves my lips and I turn around and make eye contact with the man himself, "How are you and Cory so different?"

"He watched me. He learned what not to do."

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The clock finally hit 8 o'clock which meant my shift is over. Well actually, we're closed. During the week, we are open from 5AM to 8PM. Weekends it's 5AM to 10PM. Most of the time, students just sit in here and do work or hangout. I haven't made a coffee in 2 hours.

"Ophelia."

"Hey Shawn, what's up."

I think I forgot to mention that Shawn and Angela have been sitting in here for the past 2 hours. More less making out for 2 hours.

"Did you just get off? I feel like I saw you in here at 3."

"You did." I lock the door to the back and move from behind the counter. "I'm just gonna be heading home now."

Shawn and I are the only people still in here so I lead him out the front doors so I can lock up behind us. "So, you and Angela?"

He smiles sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck, "Yeah, me and Angela. We got back together actually."

"I'm really happy for you." Locking the doors, we face each other awkwardly, neither of us knowing how to send the other off.

"You and Eric?"

I scoff. "Me and Eric nothing."

"I saw you guys together earlier. It didn't look like nothing." Shawn's faces scrunches up and he frowns slightly. "He's older than us, you know."

"Shawn, he's 20. I'm 18."

"Still older. I never thought Eric would go for you." Shawn starts shifting on his feet.

What? "Go for me? Is it so surprising someone has interest in me? And you know what Shawn, don't pretend that you did't get around before Angela. You can't judge me for things that you used to do."

Finished with the conversation, I walk away and head straight for my car.

How dare he? Shawn Hunter is judging me for my habits? Shawn Hunter?  The playboy who flirted with every girl he passed? The world must be ending.

I park my car outside of the trailer park, afraid Keith would be drunk enough to damage my only source of transportation.

"Do you always walk around by yourself, sweetie?"

Can this night literally get any worse?

I ignore the fat old man and walk towards the entrance.

"Already on your way to my house, huh?" The balding man grabs my shoulder to stop me from moving any further.

I stare into his yellow eyes, "Let the fuck go. You don't scare me."

I rip my arm away from him and start speed walking away as he lets out a disgusting laugh, "I'm not trying to scare you, honey. Just trying to show you what a man can do."

I stop and turn around, "My father is men like you. Go find a different girl to prey on, asshole, because I will not be her."

I make it into the trailer, Keith passed out on the couch, and rush into my room.

I took a quick shower and put on my pajamas when the phone starts ringing.

Fuck, now Keith is gonna be awake.

"Who is this?"

I open the door to see who he's talking to but he hangs up almost immediately.

"Cory called." Oh no. "He wanted to know if you would go to Shawn's tomorrow night."

I nod and try to close my door quickly, but Keith has other plans.

I'm ripped out of my room and shoved to the tile floor. "You're a whore now? My daughter is a whore. No one living under my roof will be known as a whore, ruining my reputation."

I can't hold back the laugh I let out. "No one can ruin your reputation more than it already is."

Eventually, morning comes and I get ready for class.

Cory would be devastated if he knew how much damage his call had caused.