Nothing to everything

Night out

It's raining outside, like always. I run inside the main entrance of the apartment complex struggling to carry my bags I brought from the diner. Mel gives me any food that is left over such as cookies, muffins, and scones. Once inside the complex, I'm surprised the guy that is always drunk isn't there today. I hope everything is alright with him. I mean, I don't like the guy, but I don't want anything bad to happen to him. I open the door to my apartment and realize that I have nothing to do until tomorrow. I don't have any cable or internet so I sit on the couch and eat a raspberry scone thinking about the guy at the diner. He was so handsome and mysterious. I know nothing about this man except he had money and likes French vanilla lattes. I have no chance with a man like that. He doesn't want a low class waitress like me not when he can have any supermodel of his choice.

I fell asleep on the couch for a few hours. When I woke up, I realized I fell asleep with the scone in my hand...well what was left of it. I had crumbs all over the floor. I must have squeezed the scone while having a nightmare. I have nightmares every time I sleep and it seems that nothing I do makes them go away.

I refuse to stay home on my one night off. I already paid the rent, water, and electricity bill so I can afford to go out. I made really good tips this week and I know I should save it but I just want one night to enjoy myself.

I walk next door and knock on my neighbors door, Jane. Jane is my age, tall, green eyes, and blonde hair.

"Hey Jane I'm off tonight you want to have diner?" I ask

"Hey Kim yeah that sounds good. I'm going to get ready I'll be ready around 7" Jane says

One hour later
I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I have my hair pulled back in a French braid, a light touch of makeup, a red, tight fitted dress, and a pair of black heels. I hear Jane knocking on the front door so I grab a small clutch bag that I have and run out the door.

I thought I looked pretty, but Jane outdid herself. She has her hair pulled up in a messy bun, a dark blue, extremely tight dress that showed plenty of cleavage, and had a low cutting back that revealed most of her lower back, and a pair of black pumps. I feel like I'm wearing a garbage bag compared to Jane.

We get in Janes car which is a 2001 Toyota Corolla. The car isn't the best looking car, but it's a car and most people in the neighborhood doesn't own a car.

" Kim where are we going to eat?" She ask

"Ummm I'm not really sure. What about Carlos steakhouse?" I reply

Jane shakes her yeah and smiles as she turns on the radio. We sing and dance in the car to Miley Cyrus song We Can't Stop. We pull up to the restaurant and park the car. The restaurant has valet parking but Jane doesn't like other people driving her car. She says her car isn't a Mercedes but it is her baby!

We walk inside and the host seat us next to the window. Carlos steakhouse is a luxury steakhouse and normally only high class and wealthy people dine here. The only reason we are here is because I have extra money and there is nothing wrong with splurging every once and a while.

The view from the window is amazing. We can see numerous skyscrapers and the moon is glowing so bright that it lights up the sky. The inside of the restaurant is just as beautiful as the view. The floor is made out of beautiful stone with different shades of grey from dark to light grey. The tables are covered with white linens. I've never felt fabric this expensive. I'm not sure what the chairs are made out of but I know they are heavy to pull out, extremely comfortable to sit in, and they are black in color. There is a fire place that is lit in the right corner. The fire place is made of the same stone as the floor and there is a bar located towards the back of the restaurant. One of the walls is made of cork screws from wine bottles, there's a private dining room, and a cigar room.

Jane and myself order the exact same thing. A sirloin steak cooked well done, a loaded bake potato, corn, and a Bombay tonic with lime. As I'm looking out of the window, I see the gentlemen from the diner walking towards the restaurant. He looks just as sexy as he did this morning. I'm not surprised to see him here. I look up towards the door and I see him walk inside. He is greeted by a gentleman in a suit that directs him to a private dining room. A few minutes after he arrives at the restaurant, two beautiful ladies arrive and is escorted to the private room. One lady has short black hair, tall, slender, and a gorgeous white dress and the other has long red hair, short, slender, and is wearing a pink dress.
Of course he has a date with two women. I mean, he can have any girl he wants so of course he won't settle for one woman when he can have two.

Jane and I eat our diner and decide to sit at the bar in the restaurant to have a few drinks. After two Bombay tonics, I excuse myself to go to the restroom. I passed the private dining room and see the gentlemen laughing with the two ladies. As I'm walking back from the restroom, I glance again in the private room. The gentlemen is looking up and looks directly at me. I keep walking to my seat trying to hide any embarrassment. He's going to think I'm stalking him! I'm mortified.

I sit back down at the bar and order another drink. I need another drink to get through this night. Jane starts to yawn so I drink my last drink and ask the bartender to pay my tab. He informs me that the drinks and the diner was already taken care of. I'm confused, what does he mean it is already taken care of? I look around the restaurant trying to figure out what is going on and I see the gentlemen from the diner smile at me.

He remembered who I am. I mean, why else would he smile at me unless he remembered who I was. The bartender walks pass me and pushes me a small piece of paper.

I hope you enjoyed your meal and drinks. I took care of the bill so please do not worry about it. By the way, you make the best French vanilla lattes I have ever had. You look beautiful tonight. See you soon, hopefully
Keegan Dante

Dante... Why does the name sound so familiar?
"Kim! So you know Keegan Dante! How do you know him? Why did he pay for our meal and drinks? What's going on?" Jane ask

"I uh I .... I don't know. He came into the diner today and left me a two hundred dollar tip and left. He barley spoke to me today." I say as I show her the note.

As we are getting up to leave I glance into the private room to get one more look at him, but he's not there anymore. I see the two ladies sitting down but he's not there.
Who am I kidding... He only feels sorry for me. He has two beautiful ladies with him.

Once I make it home I take a shower and go sleep. Today has been an eventful day.