When A Man Loves

Remember Me - Chapte 6

I paused to myself as I blankly stared at her. What the hell is she doing working a minimum waged job? A waitress? By now she should've at least had her bachelor's degree. My confused expressions must've shown well because she exchanged a rather odd look to me.

"Would you like a moment?"

"Ummmmm..."

"Give us a minute please." Nicole asked her.

"Alright I'll be right with you." 

She said as she left and continued serving her assigned tables.

"Jon, are you alright?"

"Y-yeah I'm fine, why?"

"You're a little shaky."

I stopped for a moment and tried to relax myself as I slowly started to search for the waitress with my eyes.

"JON."

"What?"

"Pay attention to me."

I would've until I was distracted by some commotion across the room.

"We clearly ordered fish sticks. Why are you such a scatter-brain?"

"I-I'm sorry ladies, but I have it written here that you've ordered our Salmon Special."

"And now you insult us by calling us liars? Who is your manager?"

"There really won't be any need for that, this is unnecessary."

I looked away to avoid watching her struggle, while trying to tame my anger that kepbuilding inside of me watching her be mistreated.

"Kids..always plotting stupid revenge." Nicole said.

"What are you talking about? You know them?"

"I saw the waitress at a VIP Party the other night. She must've been uninvited, because those girls called security on her for fraud."

"So they purposely came here to start shit with her?"

"Exactly..."

The girls were starting to get louder and nastier about their meals until finally the very tanned girl with blonde hair stood up.

"Get on your knees and beg. Or so help me God I will have your manager fire you today."

Trinity stood there speechless, pressured and confused of what her next move should be.

"WE'RE WAITING."

She was hesitant but ready to kneel but before she knew it someone snatched her arm.

"Is this what you ladies want? Here. Take it." 

I threw money at their table grabbing Trinity's arm out of the restaurant and towards a more private area outside.

"What the fuck was that?"

"Let go of me!" She yanked her arm out of my grip.

"You don't remember me?"

"I don't want to remember you."

"The money? Why are you working here?"

"My dad's illness. I needed to pay for his hospital bills."

"So you basically wasted your chance to live a good life?"

"You bastard! That's my dad! Why do you care if my life is great or not anyways?!"

I stopped. My heart beat began to rise.

"I couldn't stop thinking about the last seven years...That's why."

"Jon, honey? Are you alright?" Nicole walked into our scene confused and oddly suspicious. She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"It's getting late don't you think? Let's go home."

Without any hesitation Trinity glared and shook her head at me as she took my sincere words for a joke.

"Good couple." She said, then walked back inside to her job.

"She's a weird girl."

"I think it's time for you to leave."

"I came with you."

"I'll call a taxi to take you home."

"Did I do something wrong?"

Before I could answer her, my phone was ringing.

An incoming call from the Head Quarters of the Wrestling Business.

"Hello?"

"Jonathan Fatu?"

"This is him."

"We have called to inform you, Roman has been dismissed as Co-Owner to our business."

"What? What do you mean dismissed?"

"He's been arrested for first-degree murder."