A Dangerous Wave

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I haven't done anything since he left. That was days ago. I've cried the most. Also, I told Tina what went down. She didn't judge me nor anything. But she did tell me so. She told me I should tell him, but I was being a stubborn bitch and ignored her. I am not saying I should have told him, because if I did, he would be in danger; even more than he is now.

I knew all along this was coming - us breaking up. But I didn't want it to be true. I knew I had to end our relationship sooner or later, but I don't know why I had to fall so bad for him. Stupid heart of mine. But it's the best way to keep him safe.

Now, that Rider will see Liam and I aren't together anymore, he won't do anything to him, and he will leave Liam alone. That is what I want the most for Liam; safety and happiness. I know that he wouldn't have either of these things if he stayed with me. I bring neither of these things with me; especially not safety. Liam had so many bad things happen in his life, the death of his family being the biggest of them. That is why he can't have me ruin his life any further. I am a dangerous and complicated walking mess.

I woke up about 10 minutes ago to get ready for work. But I don't have the strength to get out of bed, in which I am still in. I have to stop torturing myself by these thoughts. After another minute, I finally manage to get out of bed. I take ripped jean shorts and a simple gray tank top, which I will eventually tuck into the shorts. I go into the bathroom across the hall. I feel like a zombie, emotionless and hollow. Nothing seems right anymore. It's like Liam took the alive part out of me, so everything that is left inside me is a big black hole.

I close the door of the bathroom and do my business real quick, just like I do every morning. After that, I apply foundation and concealer. I wouldn't even do that if my eyes weren't puffy and nose wasn't red from crying so much. I apply a bit of mascara over my lashes and that is all I will do. I have no one to look great for, except for the customers. But they don't care how I look like, they just care that I bring them coffee.

I exit the bathroom and go back into my room to put on the black Vans and take my fringe bag with me. I go down the stairs and quickly grab an apple from the kitchen. Tina is still getting ready to leave for work upstairs, when I exit the house to walk towards work.

I begin my short walk to work and soon I arrive to the café. I go into the building and greet Selena, who is already putting the chairs from the tables.

"Hi, Darcy." She says happily and a smile adores her pale face. "Could you please clean the counter, I haven't done that yet?"

"Yeah, sure." I say in a monotone, not wanting to talk. "Let me just get my apron." Selena nods as I walk past her and to the back. I throw the bag into my locker and grab my apron, which I tie around my waist.

I come out and begin to clean the counter like Selena said in silence. "Mike, you're late ... again." I look up from the counter and see Selena standing with her hands against her waist and glaring at Mike, who just came in.

"Yeah, I overslept." He mutters to Selena. Kylie once told me Mike doesn't like Selena very much. Apparently, that's because she's too bossy. She also told me they went to high school together and even then he didn't like her. "Hey, Darcy." He greets me when he comes back from the back.

"Hi." I say quietly to him, not even looking up from the counter. I feel the proximity between us get smaller, as he comes closer to me. I look up a bit and see him eyeing me all over my face.

"Why have you been crying?" He asks quietly, probably careful for Selena not to hear. The question caught me off guard, my eyes widened and I straightened my posture while taking my fingers through my hair to push them back.

"I wasn't." I look him dead in the eyes as I lie.

"Darcy," He says quietly. "Makeup can't hide everything."