Coming Back To You

~Eight~

Bella's POV

I woke up early this morning and got ready for work. The only thing on my mind was what happened yesterday at the cafe. I clocked in and sat on the stool behind the counter. It wasn't a very busy day, so on my break, I called Mikayla since I haven't talked to her in a while. So before I press the call button, I prepare for the yelling that's about to come my way.

I press the call and put it by my ear waiting for her to pick up. It picks up on the second ring and then I hear Mikayla's screeching in my ear, probably bursting my eardrum

"WHERE WERE YOU?! WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL? I WAS WORRIED SICK!! YOU COULD'VE AT LEAST TEXTED TO SAY YOU GOT TO THE HOUSE FINE!!" She yelled in an extremely heavy British accent. When she gets mad, her accent becomes heavier, I don't know why or how but it just does. I find it quite fascinating though.

"I know and I'm sorry, it's just that I had to clean the house and then the next day I looked for jobs and then I cleaned some more and then I had a day off so I went somewhere to eat because I wasn't in the mood to ooomake something for myself and then I bumped into Nick and the–" I said all in one breath but was cut off my some more of Mikayla's yelling

"YOU WHAT?!?! YOU BUMPED INTO HIM?!"

"Yes, and anyways, after that I was already tired so I went home and slept and then I had to wake up early for work and that's where I am now and I just didn't find the time to call you, I'm really really sorry." I said quickly afraid of more yelling

"Wait. Hold the phone. You're calling me during work?" She asked suspiciously

But before I could reply she said something instead

"I'm sorry I just heard what I said" And she laughed while I just shook my head and rolled my eyes. A habit of mine that I got from my mom, my dad said that she had quite the attitude, so I guess I got my attitude from my mom.

"The Bella Ventini I know would never call during work, jeez, what was I thinking?"

I chuckled softly and looked at the time.

"Oh fudge!" I say frantically, it was already 8 minutes past my break!

"Sorry Mikayla, my break's over, got to go! I promise to call later." I say quickly and the last thing I heard was her faint 'goodbye' before I hung up.

I walked back to the counter to make sure to be ready for the next customer.

I was looking through the cups, lids, creams, and sugars to make sure everything was still in stock. That's when I heard the bells from the door jingling

"Welcome!" I said from the storage room behind the counter looking through everything

"Sorry, I'll be right with you" I said getting ready to leave

"What can I get yo–" I cut myself off when I saw the customer.

I sighed and rolled my eyes

"Nick." I answered plainly

"Bella." He said, smirking. Is that the only thing they do? I thought in my head

"What can I get for you today?" I asked in a bored tone

"Well, I will get the mocha volcano cake."

"Okay, that'll be 7.49 lira, it'll be out shortly."

He paid, left and went to a table in the corner and was just staring at me. It was weird not gonna lie, he's always bullied me since we were kids.

I looked away and went to the back to put the order in and after it was done, I took it and went up to him to give it to him.

"Here's your order" I said, and just when I was about to leave, a hand gently grabbed my wrist.

"What's this?" He asked, sounding genuinely concerned but yet mad

"Why do you care? You bullied me for 3 years straight."

"But to answer your question, some blonde girl that works here grabbed my wrist when I tried to walk past her. I don't know why, so don't ask me." I said as he finally let go of my wrist. I saw anger flash through his eyes, and it felt like it suddenly had gotten very cold.

Then he mumbled something under his breath thinking I wouldn't hear, but I did. 'Tatiana'.