040. precipice

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My Blood: Ellie Goulding

"Sorry, guys, but the coffee here is strictly non-Irish." I walk over to the counter.

"Oh, c'mon, loosen up." The guy tells me.

"Yeah, have a drink!" The second guy holds up a flask.

"If that's what I think it is, you're gonna have to take it outside. Besides, we're closing." I walk away and pick up some dishes from another table, then heading over to Helen. "Can I get you anything else?

"Just a boyfriend who can keep a date." Helen tells me.

"You're definitely talking to the wrong person." I nod and we both laugh before hearing the boys chuckling in our direction. "Helen, are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I just thought I saw someone I knew. But it's late. I better be going. Thanks, Brianna." She stands up.

"No problem. Bye." I grin and Helen leaves. I then take her dishes back to the kitchen.

"Hey. We heard this place had the friendliest service in town." The dark haired boy walks over to me.

"Just leave, before I remove you myself."

"That's no way to talk to a customer."

I look around, realizing that the diner is empty. I now clench my fists and go to grab the wrench from beside me on the counter.

"Hey!" He grabs me by the arms and throws me into a dish rack, sending me to the floor. "Why don't we take this into the back and have a private party?" He kneels down and slips his hand up my shirt.

I clench my jaw as his nails dig into my skin. "No thanks." I kick him in the face and he grunts before falling on his back.

"Stop! Get away from her!" Lana enters with a big kitchen knife. "Look, the police are on their way. Right now."

"C'mon. Let's go." The guy gets up and leaves with his friends.

"Brianna, are you okay?" She holds me.

"Yeah. He didn't do anything to me." I tell her.

"But I saw-"

"When he went to push me, I tripped over the dishes. Look." I turn my head. "They were drunk and dropped a bunch of shit. I'm okay, Lana. You don't need to tell the police cause nothing happened. Just a bunch of drunk assholes." I force a chuckle.

                                             

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