-whole chapter in Mitch's POV-
....Where am I?
Oh yeah.
I'm at the beach club.
And my hair is blonde,
and I'm a girl.
I work here.
As?
Isn't it obvious, a waitress.
When I ran out of the hospital a few weeks ago, I knew I had to be a completely diffrent person.
To stop messing up Scott's life.
To forget about him.
So I dyed my hair blonde and put on 'Lulu mode'. Although it's not Lulu mode anymore. I gave this blonde girl a completely diffrent name.
Deb.
Deb the waitress who's from Iceland. I can do a smoking hot Iceland accent.
I stood with the other waitresses who were all really really hot. I stood with them, pretending I really was a girl who wanted money.
The other girls all started serving, dancing and hanging around with men, being their boom companion.
l tried a smile. It wasn't easy.
Why wasn't I happy?
This was where I should be, not hurting anyone. Completely out of the men's life.
So why wasn't I happy? I wasn't hurting anyone.
No.
I was hurting myself.
This was not where I wanted to be.
I wanted to be with Scott.
With Avi.
With Elisha.
With my....
With my friends.
"Excuse me."
I blinked as a man with pink hair approached. He motioned at the stool I was sitting on and I instantly started to stand.
"S....sorry! I'll...I'll move!"
He shook his head. "No no that's not what I meant. I meant....why are you sitting here, alone? It's obvious the other waitresses are running around, working for money. Why are you here?"
What was this guy trying to say?
"I....."
"You're miserable, aren't you?"
I sighed. I decided not to care who this guy was. I decided to trust him.
"I am."
"...Why?"
"This is not where I want to be."
"Then-" He stopped. "Can we take this to my table? I came alone. You'll be quite comfortable."
I smirked. "Am I gonna go home pregnant?"
The guy laughed. "Nah. I'm gay. You don'y have to worry. And...I have a boyfriend."
I smiled. I liked him.
"Okay." I said, following him. "What's your name?"
"Tyler," He said. "Tyler Oakley."
I nodded. "I'm Deb."
"So, Deb. Why are you here if this is not where you want to be? Do you need money?"
I shook my head. "I used to be friends with this guy. I really liked him and he liked me too. But.......But someone told me that me staying with him was only hurting him.
"And he's right. I'm nothing but poison to him and he's in the hospital now because of me. His heart and body is damaged because of me. I can't..."
"Who cares?"
I blinked.
"I mean, didn't you say he loves you too?"
I nodded and Tyler sighed.
"Well, then what are you worrying about? If he really loves you, he'll be ready to take the damage. If he doesn't...then you have nothing with him and you don't have to worry either."
"But I don't want to get hurt..."
"You don't want him to get hurt, do you?"
I nodded slowly. "No...."
"Deb, life's to short to worry about getting hurt even before you do. You have to bump into it. You want him, and you want to be with him. Then go to him. Who cares about what happens? The important thing is that you did it. You've faced it. That's all that matters."
I found myself nodding. "You're right. Thanks, Tyler."
"Get up. Go to him."
I smiled. "Thank you." I started to run to the door but stopped when I smelled something that slammed into my heart.
A whole bunch of Vampire hunters.
And they were headed this way.
