JAH SAYS

18: JAHSEH 💜

(The beginning of part 2)

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"Excuse me-" A sudden voice calls, startling me.

"Christ!" I say a bit louder than intended, looking up at the waitress who stands next to my table with an equally startled expression.

"Didn't mean to scare you... Are you alright-" She begins to ask me.

"Yeah... Yeah. It's fine." I say, cutting her off and turning my head away.

My eyes begin to sting as I feel tears rising.

"Uh, I'm not a waitress. We just, uh, don't usually get customers who just come in and don't order something at the counter first..." She explains.

Damn...Her voice is so annoying.

"Can I..."

What?!

I snap my head back to her, struggling to hide my annoyance.

What the f*ck does she want can't she take a f*ckin hint?! Why the f*ck am I even so angry right now?!!

"...get you something? See... You're special!" She says, smiling.

"Uh... Yeah. I'll take a sandwich... Please." I say, not being able to keep up with my racing thoughts.

Dinner... I'll just have that for dinner.

"Sorry, we only sell ice cream...sandwiches..." She attempts to pull a joke.

Not bad... Just...bad timing.

"Oh, then, it's fine, thanks." I say.

Please...go away.

"See, I don't make the rules! Haha! But, if you don't order anything then... Uh, We have coffee! That's the only 'savoury' thing on the menu...well if you take your coffee black that is-"

"Fine. Thanks. I'll have one. With cream...or whatever you guys have." I say as she writes my order down.

Just don't kick me out...because if you do...then I'll run into him again! And...

"Cool... Uh-" The waitress says, pausing as she looks over her shoulder as someone's hand is placed down onto it.

...I truly think...

My eyes widen.

"I'll take it from here, love." I hear the man behind the waitress speak in his, all-too-familiar British accent.

...that he's really out there!

"Okay." She says, checking Don out, who had clearly followed me in here, before disappearing with my order.

Sh*t...

My body moves, as I turn and face forwards again, ignoring him.

It is him! Even if it isn't... What...what else am I supposed to even do?!

I get up from my chair once I see that he invites himself and takes the seat across from me.