My Only Exception (gxg)

Part 1

A/N: Hi! Thanks so much for checking out "My Only Exception", I truly appreciate it! I started this story quite a while ago, and decided to complete it and post it all at once! "My Only Exception" does contain mature language, themes of alcohol use and mental health issues, and explicit sexual scenes. 

Once again, thank you for checking it out and I hope you enjoy. Let's get into it!

When I looked at my new work schedule and saw the name "Poppy Meyers" I thought that I was seeing things.

This can't be real.

Right?

Immediately, I called my best friend, Emily Nguyen.

She answered on the second ring, and before she could even say anything, I asked her, "Poppy's last name was Meyers, right?"

"Delilah, you really called me at 11 PM, while I was in the middle of my skin routine, just to ask me what my ex's last name was?"

"Yes. It was Meyers, right?"

Emily sighed on the other end of the line, "Yes, Poppy Meyers. Why do you ask?"

"Apparently, she's my new co-worker."

"No fucking way."

Now I have Emily's attention.

"I don't think there are any other people named Poppy Meyers that live around here."

"Fuck," Emily sighed, "I shouldn't care about this as much as I do. Poppy and I were never even official."

"She still broke your heart. Don't worry, I've got your back, I won't be friendly toward her."

"Delilah, no. I don't want you being rude to her or anything, she's still going to be your co-worker, you need to try and be civil with Poppy."

Now it was my turn to sigh, "Fine. Only because you're asking me so nicely."

"I mean it, please don't start anything."

"I won't, Em. I'll let you get back to your million-step skincare routine, sweet dreams."

Emily chuckled, "Goodnight, Delilah."

While I knew that Emily would likely be asleep within the next 20 minutes, I knew that I was going to be up for at least 3-4 more hours. Emily doesn't like to go to bed past 10:30 PM, and to me the night is still young at that time.

Whether I like it or not.

As I sat on my bed, I looked at my work schedule once again, and noticed that better yet, I was going to be working with Poppy tomorrow.

Just great.

I wound up falling asleep at 2 AM, with my lamp still on and my cat, Penelope, in bed beside me. I was awoken at 7 AM by Penelope needing to be fed, which worked out as I had to be in for my shift at 8 AM. After feeding Penelope, I quickly got ready for work. I changed into a pair of black leggings and a black long sleeved shirt and put on my usual heavy liner and fake eyelashes for makeup, as I don't completely over do it for work. I pulled my dark hair into a high ponytail, and pet Penelope for a few moments to calm my nerves before work.

Even though I had been a barista at The Grind House for over a year, I still often felt anxious before going in for a shift.

It was just me that was still in the house, so I made sure to lock up fully before leaving, and made my way to work, which is only a 5 minute drive, maybe 8 minutes if there is any traffic.