After Emily left the Duke's I went back to the kitchen to help Adam. He was organizing the coffee beans. I silently picked up a box and began helping him. After a while of doing the dull routine of opening the cofee package, pouring it in the box and closing the box I didn't noticed Adam was staring at me questioning.
"What are you doing?" He asked confused. I sighned. Did I do something wrong... again?
"Sorting the coffee?" He frowned and scratched his beard.
"I can see that but why?"
"Why? I kinda work here you know."
He rolled his eyes at my sarcastic remark. "Why are you helping me without any obligation? And you are silent too." He said more to himself like he was trying to solve a mysterios puzzle.
I shrugged and went back on sorting the coffee's. "Why do you care?"
This time he frowned and looked a little upset to my question. "You may be my employee but you are my friend first Mel." This time I sighned and felt down. Putting the boxes down I turned to Adam. Why did I have to be a bitch to everyone? Maybe Emily was right, I was still immature. They were just trying to help me amd I was pushing them away.
"Sorry Adam. I just yelled at Emily for trying to help me and I feel really bad about it." Rubbing my eyes I exhailed and held my hands on my face, hiding it from Adam.
"Why do I have to be bitch about everything?" I asked to myself. Then I felt Adam's strong hnad on my shoulder. Opening my hands I saw him slighly smiling at me.
"It's going to be okay Mel. You can always apologize from Emily. And you are not a bitch. A little arrogent maybe-" he smirked making me smile too "- but not a bitch."
That's what I loved the most about Adam. He always saw the good in people, no matter what. He was a special friend to me.
I smiled wider and hugged Adam.
"Thank you." He seemed astonished by my behaviours but he hughed back.
"You are going softy Mel." I rolled by eyes and pulled away, punching his arm lightly. "Shut up." Just then I heard Taylor's voice at front. Leaving Adam and the boxes I walked up to front and saw Taylor sitting along with Nicole.
"Hey guys."
"Hi Melanie." Nicole said with quick wave. I liked her in spite of the past. She was cool to hang out with and let's not forget the fact that my bestfriend is madly in love with her.
"Mel where is Emily? I thought we were the ones late." I sighned and picked up the nearest chair, sotting along with them. While I told them what happend a confused look made it's way to Taylor's face.
"But, I thought you liked Cam. You were basicly fangirling when he asked you out on a second date a month ago."
When she put like that it made me feel worse than I already was. I knew I was excited about second date and stuff but after a while I realized this all was pointless. I remembered why I didn't do permanent relationships with people. They always leave at the end no matter what. After that it was just pointless dates for me. I didn't have the slightest fun or joy; I was just smiling once or twice. Why couldn't we just do whatever we wanted to, why bother about romantic gestures, dates, flowers?
Cam was not the one. I don't even believe that bullshit. I think we have more than one possible "soulmate". Whatever it was he wasn't that. Yes he was more than average men. He was the perfect catch. With all that the other reason I felt like ditching him all the time was because of the fact I didn't want him to get bored of me. I didn't want to be the boring, not so special girl. I needed him to feel lucky everytime he held my hand, have butterflies everytime he saw me, even if sounds so conceited. I needed to be the girl who always take her breath away.
But of course I didn't tell Taylor that, I told her I got bored and realized I didn't feel anything. Taylor just nodded and told me I should apologize from Em.
I knew I should, it was obvious who was trying to help and who was being a bitch but something inside me snapped.
"Why should I be the one to apologize?" Shut up. Just be the good, kind girl for one second will you? I groaned mentally.
"You know she is trying to help right?"
I groaned and put my head on the table. Of course I knew that. That was the reason why I felt like an ass ath the first place.
"I know." I mumbled against the cold table. With that a customer came and I was forced to go back to the kitchen, all energy drained from my veins already.
Afternoon I tried calling Em but she ignored all my calls and made me feel guiltier. I know I shouldn't have sad what I said. She was my bestfriend in the end. Deciding to visit her house was not even an option because I knew she wouldn't be there at this time of the day.
Not knowing what else to do I went home and hang out with my second family, Netflix and ice-cream. We had a constant, stable love relationship. They loved me and I loved them.
I was chilling on the couch, watching Friends when I heard the phone. Lazyly getting up I walked up to it and answered.
"Hey baby, I'll be there at 15 minutes. Just wanted give heads up." Cam greeted me. Oh shit. Hitting my forehead I cursed under my breath.
"Fuc-Okay, see you in 15 minutes."
"Missed you alr-" I ended the call and ran back to my room. I didn't bother on my outfit that much and decided to go with a simple summer dress. Why bother right? 10 minutes had already passed when I sprinted to bathroom and put a little make-up just for reasurance.
While I was trying to put the freaking heels on the bell rang. He was early. Just then I slipped and fell butt faced on the floor. Groaning I tried to get up with one heel on.
"Damn it!" I cursed quietly. 15 minutes didn't even passed! I hurried while putting the other heel. The bell rang again. I seriously needed to talk with Cam about cutting of this... thing we have. I don't want other dates.
"Coming!" Opening the door, I basicly broke the handle. But what was in front of me shocked me. I can say I surely didn't expect this view.
"Hi." Emily said quietly as if she was afraid of my reaction. I stood there, my mout a gape and just looked at Em. She was wearing a buttoned white shirt with black shorts underneath. The way her smooth legs moved stunned me. She was mesmerizing.
"Umm... you were leaving?" She asked still acting a little catious. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I just stood there like an idiot for a few minutes. Forgeting about Cameron, all I wanted was to let her in at that moment. I was going on this date to show her I wasn't immature in the first place. Finally finding the control of my mouth I answered.
"No I wasn't go-"
"Melanie you look amazing!" Cam came from behind. I swear I was ready to jump and choke him to death but Em decided to speak up.
"I should probably go. I... I'll talk to you later." Great. I sighned out of frustration.
"Yeah, sure." Em slowly turned and left me watching her go. I spaced out while looking at her but woke up with Cam holding my hand. His hands were rough and big compered to my own.
"Shall we go?"
"Yes." I mumbled still in the affected by how Em decided to show up. Why did she in the first place? I am the one who was wrong, aren't I?
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Mornings at Duke's (GirlxGirl)
Random•2• She was now standing up, her face in visiable horror. She slowly touched her lips and frowned a little. I got up but Em took a few steps back like I was a fatal disease. I don't want to lie, it hurt, so much. But then I took a few steps more as...