Unforgotten, Rewriting

He's my ex husband and now my stalker?!

Willow's POV:

" Excuse me sir, I need to get around you, " I say acting as if I've never meet him. As if I am not his ex-wife.

He steps aside quickly and quietly. However, his expression upon his face was priceless. I couldn't help but smirk walking away, I'm happy for once in my 3 years of hell. He was surprised, I got a reaction out of this ass of a person.

Harvey sees me with the smirk on my face, and asks why I have it on. " Oh, just because I saw my ex husband, and you know. He was surprised that I worked here, and how professional I was? " I don't know actually know why he had that expression on this face, but it was funny. Probably because he hasn't seen me in forever, and I look like shit? Yep, that's it. I knew it.

I continue to bring out the appetizers outs. Then after about 20 minutes I go out, and get their orders. Trying to avoid the looks I am getting from most of them... God damn can't any of them get a life, and not gossip about how I was married to an asshole who just happens to be here cross the table.

Hudson get the right side of the table where Henry is, just so I wouldn't have to talk to him. Taking the last order for my side, my phones starts to ring, and I excuse myself to the back of the room.

" Willow, babe. I need you to come in early in about 45 minutes. Okay? Thanks. "

I don't even get a say in whether I want to or not. Oh, well. I walk over and say sorry to the last customer. I get his order, putting it on the line where the other orders are.

" Hey, Hudson! I need you to find someone else to take over the dinner party for me. I need to leave! Tell Freddie, I need to go to the other job a little early! Thank you, babe! " I say rushing out the of building, jumping on the bus that I was about to miss.

Siting on the bus, I just let my thoughts wonder. I thought about so many different things. I thought about what if would be like if I didn't do whatever I did to Henry, how I wouldn't need to work so much to just survive this hell hole, that I would be so much more care free than I am right now.

I keep thinking, and thinking. Nothing depressing like I was before. However, my thoughts have wonder to if I should more on fully, and start to go and see other people. Maybe, that would help problem that I'm living right now.

Once, I get to my other job, I walk to the straight of the line, and see one of my favorites co-workers, Max. Max and I are very close, mostly because him and I talk as much as possible after he finishes his shift. Which is about 45 minutes after I start my shift. Max is pretty attractive, you know. I mean I would date him if he was into me. He's really sweet and caring, but I highly doubt that his's into me. Plus, he probably doesn't want to deal with all my financial problems and shit.

"Hey, Max, how are ya doing? Please tell me that those certain co-workers won't be complete assholes to me tonight," I say praying to god, that they won't be and they will just semi-ignore me. 'Cause honestly, I'm just so not in the mood to deal with some else's shit they're throwing that me.

" I'm sorry, Willow, but tonight they just seem even more like assholes and little cunts, than they usually do. I don't know what's up with them. They're just extra rude, " Max says his hazel eyes sadden a bit feeling really bad about me, knowing that they will treat me like shit tonight.

" I'll be fine I guess, as long as my other friends are here and will help you. "

" Yeah, so about that. They aren't here anymore, like they don't work here anymore. They kinda got fired.. I'm sorry about that Willow. Although, I'll try to help you as much as possible with them bitches! "