Our Love, Aurora

I am Better

Aurora

That guy who walked in last week, has been in here every single day for the past two weeks, not a day he hasn't been here

He orders a milkshake every single time, and this time is no different, I walk up to his unassigned assigned table and place his drink down "you know all these milkshakes aren't good for you" I say looking down at him, he looks up at me and I'm graced to see his honey brown eyes looking up at me "its worth it" He says, my eyebrows furrow in confusion "what do you mean?" I ask confused, a small smile reaches his lips and it makes me smile
"Nothing to worry your pretty little head about princess" He says sipping on his milkshake, I feel my cheeks heat up at the pet name

He thinks my head is pretty.

"oh" I squeak out, "sit down with me" he says pointing across from him "its way past your shift anyways" He leans back and looks back up to me.

He doesn't have to tell me twice, I take a seat and lean forward crossing my arms "do you have any hobbies?" I ask out of curiosity "anything physical really" is all he says while taking another sip of his milkshake "you?" He asks me "yup, I love love loveee reading" I say scooting my chair forward a little bit "really? What genre" He asks leaning back now "Well I read a little bit of everything but mostly romance".

Only because I crave for somebody to love me unconditionally, someone to care for me, I crave the love my parents used to have, and the only way to get that is through books

"Thats nice" he says a teeny tiny smile on his face making me smile.

I wonder what his name is he looks like a Adrien or maybe a Blake... actually never mind forget that one, maybeeee Azarius.... Thats a little exotic Aurora.

"Whats your name?" I finally pop the question that has been bugging me for ages now.

"Zane, but you can call me anything you desire" He says a smirk on his face, I feel a heat crawl up my neck and to my face and my eyes go wide "oh" he lets out a chuckle and my knees go weak. Fine fine man

He does not looks like a Zane.

"you have a pretty laugh" I say sitting on my hands in the chair, its cold in here, he looks up at me "you think so?" He says a cute smirk on his face "mhm" I say, I see Glenda walk out and I'm reminded that Im at work my eyes widen and I grab Zane's hand and look at his watch frantically.

"Frick" I say standing up quickly "I gotta go Zane, See you tomorrow?" I ask, my heart beating fast he nods his brows furrowed and I speed walk towards the lockers and quickly grab my stuff, I walk out the doors and quickly walk the road toward the house.

Listen I love my dad but I already know whats going to happen. I'm late, God its so late. I pick up my pace so I can atleast get this over with

I see my house and I hold my breath scared for what is waiting for me. I walk up to the house that I very unfortunately live in not my home, I cant wait until I can come home with no fear and just happiness maybe even a family waiting for me but lets be realistic,I open the front door and there he is waiting for me a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand. His eyes lazy and his arms dangling at his sides.

!Tw!

"Where do you go huh?" He slurs walking towards me slowly, swaying with each step and with the door behind me I have nowhere to go "I bet youre whoring around, just like your mother." He so close to me his breath is hitting my face and the smell of alcohol overwhelms me "ANSWER ME BRAT" I jump at the noise level and look up with shaky legs I try to get away but I get nowhere as he grabs my hair and pulls hard making me scream in pain as my hands go to his wrist "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION" He yells and tears prickle my eyes, god I hate being yelled at, If I tell him where I work I will never be able to go again, I cant let him take the one thing I have for myself away from me

"I was working" I manage out through the sobs racking through amy body

"where" he says in a grimacing tone that makes me shrink further back into place , god I don't want to tell him "answer me or I wont hesitate to knock you out" he grips the bottle in his hand lifting it I gasp but don't say anything.

Wrong choice.

Next thing I know I cant see a thing and pain spreads through my whole head, god thats gonna leave a mark. Physically and Mentally

Scene over

My eyes flutter open and I squint still adjusting to the light, I look around me and see broken glass everywhere and the floor is all wet with alcohol, I let a out a deep sigh and wince at the pain coming from my head, my hand lifts up to touch it and I feel something wet, god of course I'm bleeding I have the best luck in the world.

I stand up clutching my head and stumbling up the stairs slowly, everything is spinning but at least he doesn't know where I work, all is good I guess, I walk into the bathroom and look into the mirror, God I look repulsive.

My hair is everywhere knots all of the place and a dark liquid coating the side of my head is making my  light blonde hair dark red.

I strip my clothes off and lean down slowly being careful with fast movements to adjust the temperature of the water, once its where I like it I step in and lean my head back the water making my wound sting slightly, I let the water wash off my fathers harsh words and actions, I bet he's a work right now chatting it up with his friends while his daughter is washing off his 'tough love'.

I haven't seen mom in weeks, who knows where she is probably on the side of the street begging for money to buy more things to drink.

Im just tired, so so tired, the only thing I have left is work, and Im trying so hard to be positive but Its getting harder everyday, but the only thing I can do Is push forward and not let a man who cant live without being drunk control me and how I think.

I am better than him.

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