When I heard my alarm clock go off I slammed my hand down onto the off button and rolled over so that my stomach was facing my ceiling.
I layed there thinking about my life, just how I do every other morning. About how different it is now. How my friends have abandoned me, all except for one.
I met Ashley a year after my families death. We had instantly clicked and were inseparable. She had ,and always does now, listen to me. She accepts me for who I am. Honestly, she is the only one who has brought back part of my old self. The happy, energetic part. A lot of my old self is still missing and I'm sure that I'll always have a piece of me missing but I can at least try to get most of it back.
After laying there for maybe 15 minutes, I got up and made my way over to my mirror. I stood there looking at myself thoroughly for 5 minutes, thinking about how much i've changed physically, I'm skinnier and taller. I need to eat more, I'll probably just buy extra food at the store next time and stuff myself alongside my friend Ashley.
I sighed to myself and made my way over to my closet. I wanted something comfortable to wear today and still look alright. It was chilly out so I decided to wear a mid-sleeved light blue shirt, with a white sweater, with a black cross necklace and just a normal pair of black skinny jeans.
By the time I brushed my teeth, put on a layer of mascara and eye liner and fixed my hair I had 15 minutes to get to work on time. I figured I would just stop by McDonald's on my way.
I grabbed my keys and wallet, and made my way out of my apartment, waving to the mailman who was in the hallway delivering our mail at the moment. He gave me a friendly smile and walked into the elevator, most likely going to the next floor up.
After I got into my car and onto the road, traffic was going heavy so I had to wait there for a good 10 minutes before I had a chance to get passed the first turn. Looks like I won't be eating breakfast this morning.
By the time I got to the Diner I was 5 minutes late due to traffic. "Caroline!" I recognized the voice, my boss. He made his way over to me, anger and frustration clear on his face. "Where were you?! We're packed today!" This wasn't the first time he's yelled at me for being late.
"I'm sorry traffic was really heavy this morning!" I pointed out the window, to the street, showing him what I meant. "And, I sacrificed my breakfast for you. So you should give me some credit!"
He sighed rubbing the back of his neck thinking about my statement. "Alright, but this is the last time I will accept you being late! Now go help that young gentleman in table 9, he's been here for half an hour!" I nodded and made my way over to the table.
"You said that last time too." I mumbled to myself hoping my boss didn't hear me.
"Sorry?" I looked up to see a boy about my age sitting at the table. "Oh nothing, sorry, I-I was just talking to myself." I said, as smoothly as I could. I still wasn't caught up on my social skills as you can see. The boy gave me a slight nod before he stated his order.
I wrote down his order and handed it to the chef. I picked up the order that was ready for a different table and carried it over to the family. I couldn't help but feel that I was being watched, but I shook off the feeling, thinking it was just another symptom of my life changing drastically, even after 3 years, I still have symptoms.
After several hours of going back and forth between the front counter and random tables, I was finally off work and made my way over to Ashleys house.
I didn't even bother knocking on her door, I just walked in because I basically lived there last year.
I said a quick hi to her parents, grabbed an apple and made my way up to Ashley's room only to find a note on her bed saying that she had to work late and she was sorry.
"Only Ashley." I sighed and made my way back out of her house. I decided to go to dinner at Guavero's because I didn't have anything good to eat at home until I go shopping.
When I got to Guavero's I asked for a table for one, the girl gave me sympathetic smile, probably in pity because I'm by myself. Not with a friend, boyfriend, or family member. By myself.
I sat down, not even taking a look at the menu, already knowing what I wanted. I was surprised to find the restaurant not very busy, only a few people.
After I finished eating I made my way home and went straight to bed after changing my clothes.
When I woke up that morning I immediately got ready for work not really caring for my hair and left. Once I got to work I gave my boss a small smile, happy that I finally got to work on time.
When I got to the table of my first costumer of the day, they immediately stopped the conversation they were having and looked up at me. By the looks of these guys, they were most likely not very nice. They looked like trouble.
One had light brown hair up in a small quiff, blue-green eyes, I could see tattoos running up his neck, he also had ear piercings. The kind that stretch your ears out. Another had blonde hair with brown roots, ocean blue eyes, with a tattoo sleeve on his right arm and an eye brow piercing, with sunglasses on. In a diner. I internally scoffed at what a douche he looked like. And the final one, had hazel brown eyes, tattoo sleeves on both arms, with a lip, eye-brow and ear piercings. His hair was dark brown, practically black, kind of ruffled into a quiff, it was kind of what I would imagine hair would look like after sex. Sex hair. It actually looked pretty good on him.
"Hey, if you're done staring we would like to order." I heard the blonde one speak. "Oh, S-Sorry, um, what would you like?" I spoke, probably sounding like an idiot, stuttering. The one with light brown hair chuckled to himself, probably out of my stupidity. To be honest, these guys intimidated me. A lot. The black haired one spoke up "I would just like a large fries and a pepsi." I don't know why but I feel like I could listen to his voice all day. I snapped out of my small trance and wrote down his order. "And Niall and I will just have a Sprite." I wrote down their orders quickly. "I need a name for the order." I said looking at them expectantly. "Ok, how about dick?" The blonde one, I'm guessing who was Niall said. I rolled my eyes at his immaturity. The black haired one glared at me. For what?! Rolling my eyes?! This guy has some problems. "Zayn." The black haired one spoke, in a stiff voice. It sounded like he was trying to control his anger. I nodded and jotted down the name, making my way over to the front counter.
When I heard, Zayn's, name being called I quickly grabbed the tray and made my way over to them. "Alright so two Sprites, one large fries, and one pepsi.:" I said as I sat down the orders one by one. As I brought my arm back from setting down Niall's drink I accidentally elbowed Zayn in the arm, maybe a little hard. "I'm so sorry sir!" I said urgently. I just wanted to be out of this situation. Zayns glared at me "It's perfectly fine." He spoke through gritted teeth. I gave them a slight nod and made my way over to the front counter again, this time sitting down, for once after 3 hours of working. I was finally on break and decided to just order something myself.
I chose a the only seat left which was behind Zayn's. I seriously don't know what his problem was. I apologized to him and he still looked pissed at me. Oh well, I don't really care right now, all I want to do is enjoy my lunch in peace. But unfortunately, being my nosy little self, decided to eavesdrop onto Zayn's conversation with his pals.
"Zayn, man, you have to get us in!" "I already told you Louis, that I'll try but I can't guarantee it!" Zayn spoke in such a soft manner I questioned if it was really him. I heard someone sigh and then a lot of movement. I sighed not really caring for the conversation anymore and went back to eating. I really need to get my self back. My old self would have been probably making my food "talk" right now. I was so happy and cheerful. What happened.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by my boss telling me to get off my lazy ass and back to work. I sighed already dreading the rest of the day.
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FanficCaroline was just 15 when she had experienced something so traumatizing she lost all her charisma. Lost all her energy. Will to live. Left her empty. But along the way in her life, she discovers that she doesn't have to live this way forever. That o...