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"I told you to be here A.S.A.P." Jaxon hisses.
"I had to shower and besides I'm here now aren't I?" I state flatly trying to avoid his eyes.
His gaze wonders to my chin and I know he's seen the newly forming bruises.
"I'm gunna kill him." Jaxon says.
"Its nothing." I say far too quickly.
"That is not nothing. He's hitting you again." Jaxon doesn't say the last part as a question, its more of a statement.
"No. its nothing really. I should clock in."
"Emersyn don't be late again. When I say be here. You be here." I know he's not going to let it go regarding the bruises and know Keith caused them.
"Affirmative, Captain." I mock sarcastically. He rolls his eyes and walks away leaving me to punch in. My shift is going rather smoothly when Brody walks in. I sigh and know he's here for his phone. I walk over to the bar and duck down to grab it out of my bag and when I stand up my blood runs cold. Brody's phone clatters to the floor making me the center of several pairs of eyes. Keith is behind Brody and his friends with a group of his own. I duck down before Keith sees me and pick up Brody's phone. I make sure it still works and put it in my apron pocket. Roxy asks if I'm okay and I mumble an excuse and I see her eyeing Keith. She's glaring at him as Chloe escorts all the boys up to the patio, Roxy is one of the few that I've actually told about the Keith situation. More than once she has offerend to send her "connections" to solve the problem. But I always tell her no. I don't need Keith to end up dead and be blamed for it somehow. She always says he won't be killed just taught a lesson and I always refuse, My section... Well technically Misty's section but reguardless I get to deal with about ten hormonal teenage guys. Misty owed me big time, especially since she probably wasn't even really sick. She was more than likely off partying and being a stupid sleez. I hated her. I truly did. I take a deep breath and walk outside. I pass Keith and his friends and head straight to the couches where Brody, Kyle, Simon, Corey, and James are all sitting.
"What can I get you guys?" I ask trying not to cry when Brody looks at me.
"I'll take a pepsi." Kyle says, " By the way you look very nice tonight Graves."
Kyle had created a nickname for me as well. Brody always called me Gravy and Kyle called me a combonation of Graves and Gravy. All short for my last name, Graveheart.
"Thanks." I say.
"Mountain Dew. " Corey says.
"Dr.Pepper." James and Simon say. They're twins so they do a lot of stuff the same.
"Just my phone. If you haven't killed it." Brody says.
"No, it still works. I didn't mean to drop it. Sorry." I mumble trying not to cry. I bite my lip avoiding pinching my nose because both Kyle and Brody know that when I pinch my nose it's to stop myself from crying. I hand Brody his phone and hurry away, completely avoiding Keith and his friends.
"Hey! What about us!?" Alex yells at me. I hurry inside and get Brody and the guy's drinks. I bring them out and ask if they want anyhing to eat. Simon orders some nachos and Kyle orders the cheese and chicken quesadillas. After I take their orders I walk over to Keith and his friends rather sluggishly.
"Ya know, if the service takes any longer or is any shittier we're gunna be to forced to report the bitchy waitress and add in that she was rude and snooty with us and refused to serve our very parched and hungry growing bodies." Michael spits at me.
"What can I get y'all to drink?" I ask.
"Pepsi." Alex growls. "And you better not take your fucking sweet time either."
"Pepsi." Michael hisses.
"Moutain Dew." Morgan says.
"Water." Keith says glaring at me.
I turn around and pinch my nose not caring that Brody sees me. I hurry inside and dash to the bathroom. Before I can stop myself I'm throwing up. It's only one heave and afterwards I wash my mouth regretting it instantly. I open the door and whisper to Chloe.
"Pssst! Chloe!!" She comes over and asks whats wrong.
"Can you please get me my bag?" I ask.
"Yeah. You okay?"
"Please just get my bag."
She hurries behind the bar and grabs my bag bringing it to me. I thank her and shut the door. I dig for my concealer and recover my now very bruised face. I lift my shirt to see a dark bruise has begun forming on my right side. I try not to cry and walk back out getting Keith and his friends their drinks as quickly as I can. I bring them their drinks and feel relieved when they don't order food. But they choose to stay until closing just to harrass me. Kyle, Simon, Corey, and James all leave but Brody stays behind. Finally at Ten I get to tell Keith and his friends that they need to leave and get a full serving of profanities and insults.
Brody hears them and I can see him clenching his fists. I had always been attracted to Brody. He was even more handsome than Keith. He had black hair that was shaggy and tended to fall into his eyes, which were absolutely amazing. They were a dark, dark brown and turned black when he was either angry or angsty. He had this smirk he always did and it caused me to get butterflies whenever he looked at me. I never hated Brody I just gave up on us ever being friends again. Brody gets up when Alex throws all their drinks on me finally geting up to leave. They try to leave without paying but Jaxon is standing at the patio door entrance.
Before Alex can get a foot from the table Brody has punched him
"You piece of shit, Apologize." Brody yells grabbing Alex by his collar and yanking him up. Michael, Keith, and Morgan are all on Brody in a matter of seconds pulling Alex from his grasp and throwing him down.
"Stop it!!" I yell, "Brody!!" I go to run to the door but Jaxon has already crossed the patio. He goes straight for Keith.
"You should have left her face alone, Boy" Jaxon says as he slams him up against the wall.
"I didn't touch her. Is that what she's saying now. You can't trust a word that comes out of her mouth. Jaxon hits Keith.
"No Jaxon stop! He's not worth it!" I plead trying to pull Jaxon's arm away from Keith, knowing I will most likely pay for this later.
Jaxon's dad comes outside with his bat wrapped in barbed wire. "Take it somewhere else Ladies." He bellows out. When Keith and his friends make no motion to leave Kelly yells out again. "NOW! " They all hurry to get up and leave.
"What is it with that fucker? Kelly asks me.
I apologize for Keith and his friends before checking on Brody.
"I'm fine!" He snaps at me. He gets up and storms into the restaurant.
