Chapter 9 | The Best and Worst Things

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When I woke up the next morning I knew it was going to be a bad day. Logan and I haven't talked since last night. Not even a simple goodnight text like we always do.

I knew I overstep the line we recently developed. But I couldn't help myself. I don't understand how he can be so nice or even just caring towards Mandy. That girl cheated on him with his best friend, the worst kind of betrayal anyone can receive.

Maybe if Ali didn't cheat on Grayson I wouldn't be so upset about it. I just don't understand the concept of cheating. If somebody doesn't love or even care about the person they are in a relationship why do they cheat instead of just breaking it off.

Sure maybe the thrill of the possibility of being caught is 'enough' enjoyment, but what about what happens in the future. What is in it for the long run when they leave you.

Because in the words of Rachel Green from Friends "Once a cheater always a cheater."

Even though with the cloud of dread hanging over my head I did my morning mundane perfect as always. It has been the same routine since I started high school; wake up, shut off my alarm, make my bed, shower, get dressed, brush teeth, put on a little makeup if needed, and eat breakfast.

After I ate breakfast and I did not receive a text from Logan, I figured it was safe to say I had to walk to work again.

Just as I pasted Logan's house I saw him sitting out on his porch with a two young girls and a young boy. Whom I believe are his sister and his cousins. His sister looks almost the same age as Brooke and she really looks like Logan. Anyone could be able to tell that they are siblings just by looking at them. The other two young kids look like the two I met yesterday.

Even as I walked past him he only looked up. Not even a smile or any kind of acknowledgement. This is ridiculous, I mean I know I don't know the whole story of them, but she cheated. That is enough information to know she wasn't who he thought she was.

Maybe I am just jealous. Jealous that he still cares about if his aunt hurt her feelings when he didn't really ask if I was okay.

I mean yes he apologized for his aunt already, but didn't after what I said.

As I arrived at the cafe I noticed there was a closed sign on the door. With my heart racing and thousands of thought racing around my head I ran as fast as I could to the front door and tried to open it. When it didn't open I panicked more.

"Hey there Olivia, how are you doing?" I heard my boss, Mandy's father, from behind me.

"Hey Mr. Washington, do you know why the cafe is closed?" I asked.

"Yeah, I am sorry if it meant a lot to you, but Mandy and her mother didn't like how much I was away at work." He said and sighed. "I just came by to drop off your final paycheck."

"Sir, with all due respect to your wife and daughter, did you really happen to think how this affects everyone? Like how right now I am only a hundred away from my favorite college? I would only be about a few more weeks until I reach the goal." I asked, unbelievably pissed that Mandy would even consider it without thinking about that would happen to others.

"LIke I said, I apologize if it had hurt you in anyway, but I do miss bonding with my family. Did you know I rarely see my seven year old son because I am always at work? Heck, I haven't even been to a single baseball game and he has been playing for about two years now." He said before he suddenly broke down in tears.

"Um, sir, are you okay?" I asked.

"No, of course not. My wife gave the the ultimate decision today; either I shut down Cafe Aurora or she divorces me and takes the kids with her since I am 'to busy' with work to even stay a whole night work free." He sniffled and wiped off his tears. "I am sorry you had to witness that, usually I am well more put together than that and please stop calling me sir. I am no longer your boss so it doesn't really mean anything."

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