My Quiet Guy

Chapter 18

Gabrielle Morgan

"Let go." I mumble out as I grip the covers tighter in my grasp. The tugging and pulling of it has me huffing and using all my might to pull it over my head.

"Get up!" The voice announces from over my head. I ignore it and continue to sleep. Eyes closed, mouth shut, and can barely breath is like feeling a sense of peace.

"You need to shower then get ready. You have work to get too and I have a practice to get too. So let's get up." Enzo reminds me as I throw the covers off my head.

"You just had to remind me of that dreadful place huh?" I speak as I get up and stretch.

A laugh comes from my side as I scratch my head, not feeling my bonnet. I smack my teeth together before grabbing my pillow and hitting him upside the head.

"What're you laughing at!" I ask as he calms his laughing down. He points out to my hair.

I go look in the mirror and see the braids I had in last night came out and now it's just hair tangled on my head.

I huff and go into my bathroom, brushing my teeth and washing my face before starting the shower.

I go retrieve some towels before putting my shower cap on. "I'll be done in twenty minutes!" I yell out at Enzo.

"Just hurry so you're not late!" He yells back. I laugh as I start my shower routine.

•••

"Okay now help me with this part." I hand Enzo the rat tail comb. "Do a middle part."

He chuckles and takes the comb out my hand. "I can't do a middle part to save my life nor yours so you asked the wrong person tesoro."

I roll my eyes and look at his shirt as he pushes my head up. He starts going down the middle and combing sides down.

After a few minutes he's done and handing me the comb back. "I tried but I don't know."

I look in the mirror and see he did it. "Good job." I speak as I start putting the gel on my hair and brushing it back into a ponytail.

I get done with everything and smooth down my work outfit which consisted of the company's shirt and a pair of my non-ripped jeans.

I put my air forces on before grabbing my jacket and walking out the room and to the front door.

I walk out, lock it behind Enzo and walk to my car as he walks to his. "See you later. When does you're practice end?" I ask.

My hand is on the top of the door while I stare in the distance at Enzo as he leans against his non opened door.

"I would say around six thirty but knowing coach it'll probably be around seven." I nod.

"Alright if I get off early I might come by to see you play but I'll let ya know." He nods and with that we part ways.

•••

Since ten thirty am I have been serving people non stop. The restaurant has been packed since I got here. I had to literally shimmy my way through the crowd of people that have been waiting for who knows how long at the door.

I sigh as I make a customer their strawberry lemonade. I set it on the counter before calling out for their name.

"Anderson. Strawberry lemonade!" A Guy comes up with a receipt in hand. He smiles and takes the drink while throwing his receipt in the trash.