twenty six

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joeys pov

I wake up from the annoying sound of an alarm. I quickly hit the dismiss button and cover my face with a pillow. "You're gonna be late babe" the man sleeping next to me mumbles.

I sigh as i throw off the blanket, and slowly get up. I walk word my dresser and grab the first outfit i saw.
I walk to my kitchen slowly, yawning.
I look at the clock on my Microwave.   I grab an apple and run out the door.

-

I pull into the parking lot to the diner.
I pull the key out of the car, and sigh as i look at the door to the diner.
I made it with 2 minutes to spare.
I open the car door and walk to the diner doors, opening them slowly.

A woman walks into the kitchen.
I quickly realize that each employee is wearing the same shirt. fuck.
I've forgotten my uniform. For the third time. I put my hand on my forhead sighing.

I walk into my bosses small office.
"Um hey sir" i say as our eyes make contact. "Hello Joseph" he said, cleaning his glasses.
"What do you need" he asks.

"Uh, i forgot my shirt at home and I was wondering if I could borrow one?" I asked sweetly.
"Again joey?" He sighs, putting the small cloth he used to clean his blue glasses down.  "This is the third time this has  happened Joseph."

"I-I know sir. I was gonna be late and  I rushed out and-"

"Enough said." He said in a disappointed tone. He got out of his small office chair and grabbed one uniform shirt. He threw it at me, saying "return it after your shift."

-

I wore the over-sized shirt as I gave couples their orders.
The sound of the bell ring when a new customer walked in, clashed with the smell of food being cooked was amazing to me.

It was near the end of my shif.
Fifteen minutes until I could finally go home.

Soon, the fifteen minutes has passed and I returned the shirt to my boss.
"See ya later joey" Abby called.
Abby is a fellow employee who I love like a sister.  "Bye abb" i yell.
'Abb' being a nickname i have for her.

-

I open the door to my shared apartment. Though today It wasn't just me and Alex.

i walk in and witness my boyfriend on the couch making out with another man.

My heart leaves and I feel confused.
do I yell at him? do i slap him? them?
I pretend not to see it and glance away, like I never saw anything.

i can't loose him. i dont want to be alone.

unforced love // janielWhere stories live. Discover now