The Truth About Endings

Chapter 6

Ashley

He sent me away.

Of course he does. But I never expected that it would be in that kind of manner. Was

there something I said? I don't see anything offensive with what I asked him.

I rushed through the door and towards the gate. I saw Mr. Robert Ashford looking at me

in shock. I know that if I give him a chance, he'll ask me what happened. But I didn't. I

walked outside, no, I ran. I just want to be out from here in an instant. Am I scared? No,

I'm upset. I thought we're starting something great, actually. Too bad, those were just

my thoughts. Well, I'm here to pay for the damage and trouble I caused, not to make

friends after all.

When I got to bed that night, I'm still thinking of what happened. There's nothing

impolite with what he said. He didn't also raise his voice. But why do I feel like there's

something inside him that wants to burst out? Like some great wrath that is suppressed

inside? I am no mind reader, and I obviousl y can't tell. So before I start creating

conclusions, I drift off to sleep.

I woke up early to prepare for my work. It's Sunday, no school. Honestly, I don't think I

ever slept that well. I wake up every few hours. I don't know why I'm so bothered with

what happened.

"Why, you're early today cupcake!" greeted Mr. Croissant as I entered the bakeshop.

"Don't I have the right to be early today? I love my work!" I said as I chuckled.

Mr. Croissant crosses his arm in his chest and narrows his eye at me like when he's

inspecting fungus on bread.

"Whatever you say, dear cupcake. But I hope those dark circles in your eyes won't

affect your work today." He said, grinning slyly. He knows me too well. He knows when

something is bothering me. And right now, I know exactly that he knows something's up

but he chose to stay quiet anyway. Mr. Croissant knows how to handle me very well. He

and Mrs. Potts actually were like parents to me.

I nodded and smiled at him. It's my silent thanks.

I proceeded to my locker and put my bag inside. And when I went back to the kitchen, I

saw the croissants and hot chocolate Mr. Croissant prepared for me. But beside it was a

yellow daisy. Such an easy trick to cheer me up.

I finished my breakfast and went to the shop to start today's work. Mr. Croissant was

there.

"Are you through with baking all the breads to sell today?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Well, there's still something in the oven. But that would still take minutes

to finish. So I guess I'll stay here for a bit. Why, don't you want me here?" he said