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2. come back again!

"Thank you guys so much. Have a lovely day!" I handed the young couple their check holder, forced a smile, and briskly walked back to the kitchen. I slammed my tray on the counter, cradled my head in my hands, and sunk against the wall.

Seeing couples like that always killed me a bit on the inside, destroying me piece by piece.

When was I going to have nothing left?

I've already taken so much damage.

In these 4 months, I've been at the lowest point I've ever seen myself at. In these 4 months, I've been pathetically weeping in my bedroom while Wren was probably out with that tall, blonde beauty that has everything I don't. In these 4 months, I swear I've been getting worse and worse, while Wren was probably out there, having the time of his life. In these 4 months, I've probably never felt more like complete shit.

Yeah, working here is a distraction, but this treatment is always only temporary. I could run all I wanted, but I could never hide.

"Honey?" Adriana, my aunt, knelt next to me and rubbed my back. I didn't respond.

"I know it's been hard, but you can't keep drowning in your sadness this way. Come on, baby girl, it's nearly 7. Your shift ends in 3 more hours; I know you can do it. You're strong like that; I promise it won't be like this forever."

"Okay. Thanks, tia, love you." I rubbed my eyes and got up. It's her little speeches that get me through the day.

I exited the double doors of the kitchen and spotted the back of Anais' head at a table in the corner.

Walking up to the waitress in charge of Anais' area, I tapped her on the back; "I've got this table." She nodded and went back into the kitchens.

Once I was at Anais' table, I took a good look at both of them- Anais first. She was wearing a red acid-wash plaid shirt, light high waisted jeans, and cognac combat boots. I leaned over to whisper in her ear.

"You look fine as hell, mami!" I laughed.

"Thank ya thank ya," she whispered back. "Do you think he's cute?" I looked over to her date, whom was looking through the small menu.

My jaw dropped.

He looked like a god.

I swear I felt my mouth go dry. "Where the in the world did you find him?" I hissed.

"Party. Cute, right?" She smiled.

"So, so much more than that. Why wasn't I invited to this 'party'?" I complained under my breath

"You were sulking in your room, babe. I didn't want to interrupt you."

"If I knew there were guys like this at those parties you went to I would've jumped on the opportunity to go!"

"No, you and I both know that you wouldn't have. You don't even like parties in the first place."

She was kind of right. I-

The sex god cleared his throat. It sounded like a fucking growl.

"H-Hi. I'm Cameron." He stuck his hand out, waiting for me to shake it.

I forgot he was here.

Swiftly, I turned and firmly took his hand in mine.

Big hands.

"Nice to meet you!" Gesturing to myself, I spoke, warily. "Kyler Kostas, Anais' best friend and your waitress of the evening." Jokingly curtsying with my plain black skirt, I couldn't hold back the smile that crept onto my face. He was so cute.

Cameron smiled back. "Soo, if it's not too much trouble, could I have a water, 'waitress of the evening'?" He chuckled.

I smiled the widest I ever have in ages.

"For sure! And you, Anais?" I turned back to her.

For a second, she had an unreadable expression laid over her face. Then, as if she registered my words, she looked up at me, a smirk apparent on her features.

"I'd like a water too, lovely 'waitress of the evening'."

"Okay, I'll be back with two waters, ready to take your orders in just a second."

Introducing myself and taking other orders, my mind wasn't focused on anything but a certain someone. Guess who?

A few minutes later, I walked over to their table, set down the glasses of water, and took out my notepad.

"Ready to order?" I asked patiently.

Anais and Cameron both told me their orders, while I scribbled them on the pad absentmindedly.

Every order I took, every "please" and "thank you" that came out of my mouth, and every time I set down a dish, the actions were accompanied with thoughts of this Cameron.

Where did he go to school? Did he have any siblings? How was his relationship with them? What were his previous relationships like? Were they deep and cute as fuck? Was he deep as fuck? What were his biggest dreams and fears? What kind of girls did he like? Did he like me?

That last one, especially.

Throughout their entire meal, I stole glances at his gorgeous-fucking-Calvin-Klein-model-status-ass face and I really wanted to think that he was doing the same to me. I knew he was doing the same to me. Every so often, he would search the room, and land his eyes on me. He'd smile, and I'd smile back just as big. He'd make some stupid face, and I'd make a face ten times worse.

I noticed that he smiled at lot. He laughed a lot, too. And when he did, it wasn't just a chuckle. It was a full on, 'that-was-fucking-hilarious-oh-my-god' laugh. In a way, he was child-like. It was refreshing as hell.

Then reality caught up to me. This is my best friend's date. Not mine. She found him. They hit it off. Now she's on a date with him. She basically called dibs. This is fucked up of me.

But he's so cute. Sexy cute. Secute. Really secute.

Resting my elbows on the bar, I looked over at their table for the millionth time.

Did I dare to believe my eyes?

There he was, attempting to eat pasta with Anais; Lady and The Tramp style. I lost my shit at that. Anais looked mildly disturbed.

When it was billing time, Cameron pounced on the check. Anais sat back with a smile.

I guess he did something right for her.

Picking up his card, I walked back to the register. I looked at the full name indented on the piece of plastic.

Cameron Alexander Dallas.

It suits him, doesn't it?

I swiped the card and tucked it back into the billing book.

I wrote a note to Cameron on the receipt, wanting him to remember me, and me, wanting to remember this night.

Why?

After my eyes met his, I didn't once think of Wren.

He took away all my pain.

"Thank you for all the laughs, Cameron! You were fantastic entertainment, made my long night. Come back again! I'll be here. XX."

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-brianna