𓁹All eyes on you𓁹

✵Chapter nine✵

Cw/Tw: Under Age drinking and drug usage, Suicidal themes, topics of child abuse, homophobia, transphobia, & Signs of an ED

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Heels hit the ground as their legs bounced up and down. Anxiously waiting for someone to walk in and calm their nerves. You glanced around, chewing the inside of your cheek as more and more people trickled out of the restaurant.

Where was he? Is he even coming? Does he hate you? Of course, he does. Look at you. You tried to kill his brother you stupid b*tch! Why would he want to come to see a murderer? Everyone is sure that he wouldn't want to spend another waking moment with your hideous presence. You should just-

"Here you go Mija"

You were sucked out of your thoughts by a plate clicking on the table in front of you. You looked up to see Senor Hueso. You glanced down at the dish to see a small piece of cake. You shift towards him almost immediately in protest.

"No no, it's okay Senor- You don't-"

"I wanted to."

He stopped your ramble immediately by placing his hand on your shoulder. You gaze up at him with a raised brow as he spoke.

"It's on the house Chiquita"

With that, the bone man left to go work on something behind the counter. You found it strange, how people can just sell things like pizza to earn a living. People could live an entire lifetime without seeing blood spilled for entertainment and money. Never having to take the life of another person before. See the color drain from their eyes as they take their final breath.

You really couldn't even imagine what that was like.

You sat there, leaning your head against your hand as the other free one poked your complimentary dessert with a fork. Despite your hunger, you didn't want to eat anything. Your stomach wouldn't allow it at the moment.

A waiter came around the corner and smiled at the sight of you. They patted off their black uniform and bounded towards your table.

A smirk splayed across their face as they dragged the chair out in front of you and sat on it. The part of the chair that supported the back was backward and the yokai laid their arm on the top while manspreading.

"Could I sit here? All the other tables are full."

You glanced up at them to meet the smug look of a large-eared fox. A small surprised look spread across your face as you laid eyes on them.

"Akira? What are you doing here?"

The pretentious fox rolled their eyes with a sly smile.

"I work here, isn't it obvious?"

Akira motioned towards their black suit and apron, they also brandish a purple bowtie. Which was their favorite color.

"I just thought you were being your emo self again"

You nonchalantly nudged the brownie cake while your friend dramatically gasped at your notion.