Yearning (Grayson Dolan) 2

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Bethany's POV

Jack left after awhile more of talking. The whole day at work was so slow, I felt like a walking zombie.

Grayson's voice kept replaying in my head. All the little things he told me. I smiled to myself. The tears threatening to come back.

It was finally 8 and I was finishing up cleaning the tables.

"Thank's for staying behind to clean Bethany."

"No problem Sam." I said smiling at him.

"You are one of the best I've hired in my first year of managing this place."

"Aw, thanks." I smiled to myself.

"Do you need a ride home?"

"No, my mom is picking me up." I said throwing the towel in a bin.

I threw on my coat and started walking out.

"See you next time Sam." I smiled and waved goodbye.

"Goodnight Bethany."

I walked outside and sat down on the bench. I pulled out my phone and saw it was 8:16.

"C'mon mom where are you?" I mumbled.
I got up and looked down the streets.

No sign of her.

Shit. I thought. She must've forgot.

"Need a ride?" I saw Sam as he pulled up in front of me.

"Um.. no, my mom's on her way."

"C'mon just get in the car Bethany."

I liked my manager but that didn't mean i trusted him.

"No. Seriously it's fine." He got out of his car and walked over to me.

"Do you not trust me?" I stayed silent.
"I'm your manager. You should be able to trust me." he gripped my arm and started tugging me to the car.

"Sam stop what the hell!"

"She said no dip shit."