6:45 am
The alarm rang, it was later than when I usually woke up, so I guess that was a perk of having a friend with a car. "Good Morning sleeping beauty, time to get ready for work" Jordan said, while handing me an extra toothbrush and materials so that I could get ready.
Getting ready was a pain in the ass and to add fuel to the fire, I couldn't stop thinking of the little scheme I was played in. "How awful could you be to stand someone up, especially when they were the one who asked" I said with a little more aggression than I had planned. "Just be glad you never have to talk to the ass again" I heard Jor yell.
I guess, but in my head I knew this wouldn't be the last time I saw him. On the way there, I began to tell Jor what I heard his friend say when we were at the table.
"HE said what-" he looked at me while driving,
"I don't know Jor, he muttered a bunch of foreign words and then said "Principessa" I said looking back at him. "Why would he call you a princess? Wait- was it the one that stood you up?""No, it was his friend the blonde one with all the tattoos and what language is that?" I muttered, looking out the window."It's Italian and maybe him standing you up was a good, I don't want my best friend falling into the hands of crazy people with tattoos."
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From that conversation, the car ride was great, we talked about what we thought of Vincent, different college ideas that we wanted to go to, and who we thought was the best character in the vampire diaries and of course we got into a debate.
"No Jor, Bonnie's the best character, without her the whole group would've been long dead" I told him as he thought of ways to counteract my argument. "That's very true but think about it, Elena was the key of everything, she brought everyone together... she was the damn glue of the mystic gang" he said, and I laughed loudly while walking into the cafe.
"Alana" someone said as I began to clock in only to find that it was a familiar voice. that voice. "What are you following me, we just opened the damn place up" I said sternly. "I'm sorry for what I did, could I please make it up to you" he said.
This bitch, yes my ex Roman couldn't possibly be more serious. "No you can't Roman, you cheated on me twice and didn't even tell me until I forced it out of you" I said with disgust, luckily there wasn't any customers. "Get out of here Roman-" "Right fucking now" I said, cutting off Jordan who was on his way to defend me.
"I'm going to get you back Alana I promise." He muttered leaving the cafe, while Jor walked to the back to prep some food, I put on my apron I couldn't help but notice a tall muscular figure walking up to me. "Hi, what can I get you-" I stopped realizing who it was. "Who was that Alana" he asked sternly.
"None of your fucking business, now either you order something or get the hell out of here." I said and he just looked at me as If he was trying to understand something.
Realizing that he wasn't going to order anything I walked away, when his strong hands had grabbed onto my wrists and dragged me back to where I was originally standing. "I'm making it my fucking business Alana, who the Fuck was that" he asked again, this time getting more angry.
"My Ex! Why are you even here Vincent, didn't you stand me up" I asked getting angry too, because not only did my ex show up to my damn job but my new stand up stalker did too.
"The next time he fucking comes here or messes with you, you need to text me, ok?" I nod, only to make him leave me alone. "and I didn't stand you up, I had business to take care of"
"Was it the same business, you left your mom for?" I asked. "Yes"
I shook my head walking passed him as I saw a customer coming in.
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A couple of hours were gone by and the shift was going good the only thing I had to worry about was Vincent watching my every move. "Why are you watching me?" "Because I want to get to know you" he responded. "And you couldn't do that by asking me questions or I don't know doing something more normal" I snapped.
"No, but I do have some questions now that I think of it" he said. "Ok, go for it"
"Do you work here every day?" He began asking. "No, I work Monday through Saturday"
"Wait, how about we play twenty one questions" I asked happily. "That wasn't a part of what you just said Lana I was supposed to be asking questions not you" he said, looking irritated. "Fine if I can't ask you anything because everything is so business correlated then maybe we don't need to talk" I said getting up from the booth we just sat in.
"Wait," I heard him say making me turn around to face him. "Everything isn't so business related, I just have a lot of pressure on me right now"
I walked back feeling sorry, what he was saying did feel genuine. "You can ask me questions too, but I don't know if I'll be able to answer some of them for safety purposes" he said. "Ohh I get it, your one of those people that like to hide their identity because they're secretly in the mafia, huh?"
He looked at me like I was fucking spot on. Then he grabbed me heading straight for the door, pulling me into the alley he pinned me up against the cafe with his hand around my throat.
"How'd you fucking know" he asked. "Wel- Well I could tell you if you weren't choking me" I said desperately, causing him to release his hold of me. "Go ahead smartass" "we'll you just fit the category you know" I smiled knowing that he was pissed.
"I could kill you right fucking now Alana" he said. "Then why haven't you" I asked still smiling.
"Because I want to know how you knew" he said, this time sounding a little more desperate so I told him.
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After I told him, he began to release some of his tension and decided to take me out for my lunch break. "So may I ask why do you keep popping up here?" I asked him out of curiosity.
"Perché sono molto possessivo su ciò che è mio, e voglio che tu sia solo fottutamente mio" he says, while I think about the possibility of taking Italian lessons.
Translation| Because I'm very possessive over what's mine and I want you to be fucking mine only.⟡ ⟡ ⟡
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