Secret Valentine

Chapter 2 : Just A Dream

I jump into my sheets and weep. Not because I'm sad but because I'm mad.

Why did he embarass me like that? Why?!

Is it because I'm just a cashier?

Is it because I look so easy?

My tears wet my pillows and I suddenly heard myself moan as I breathe faster and faster and faster. It all kept coming to me. My mind keeps on shifting to what happened as if it's involuntary:

The customers.

They were all laughing at me.

"What a gimp." I heard one say

"Oh lookie the babe jerk scored real hot!" another one

"Hey! Hey! That's no way to get tanned you pale lump." another

"Next time try workshopping for better customer service. You'll need it." and another

I cried and cried. I think I slapped him hard but I don't remember. The hurt and shame made me forget.

It sucks. I thought he was different. I was quite annoyed moments ago in the elevator, i know. But somehow, even just for a little while, I trusted him. I liked him.

It's funny though. I thought he was trying to befriend me. I mean, it's so typical for a girl to think a guy is befriending her when he keeps on asking questions and stuff... right?! And the fact that he's so unreachable and so out of other people's league would just make her a bit more excited than usual. Like what happened to dumb gullible me.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. 

I got so fumed up and embarassed so I ran home. And got here. At this moment. Reminiscing. 

 Just seeing my uniform across the room makes me sick. Mariella's going to kill me. I hope she doesn't fire me, too. Although she's my best friend, she knows what justice is. I mean, really. I just hope that "justice" would see me through and that I won't be the reason for our customers to think our service is a complete bull.

Stupid Stephen and his friends. 

Uhhhh if only I didn't act so dumb around him maybe he wouldn't do this to me. Why am I so stupid!?

I hear footsteps coming and stopping on my doorway. I immediately raise my head and saw that it was Nathan. My 15-year-old brother. 

"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be home by 6pm?"

"Oh I uh.... I just.."

"Are you crying?!" he asked in quite a disgusted voice.

"I uh ---"

"You got fired. Am I right?"

"No it's just ---"

"You're so dead."

"Would you please stop cutting me off?!" I finally shouted. " I'm in a bad mood okay shut the door."

He rolls his eyes and jogs off.

I dig my way between my sheets and pillows and try to just relax a bit. My rough breathing stopped and I close my eyes and try to sleep. 

 ..........

   

I suddenly feel cold. I stretch my arms to look for a blanket and find nothing there. I open my eyes and sat up in a split second the moment i realize i was somewhere else.