My Damsel In Distress (Jean X Reader) (High school AU)

Chapter 7

Soon school ended and you headed off to your job. You had to walk which took awhile but you didn't ask for a ride since you didn't want to be a burden.

You walked into a Starbucks and headed into the back to get your uniform on. You then pulled your hair back and went up to your manager.

"What's on my agenda for the day, Nile," you asked.

"Take these boxes of supplies and sort them in the back. Then get some of the pastries done and once that's over I'll have you work at the register for the rest of the time unless something comes up," Nile said.

You nodded and got to work. You sorted out the supplies for a good hour and then made some pastries. It was now six o'clock and your shifted ended in another thirty minutes. You were exhausted and still had school work and chores to get done.

"(Y/n)! Go take the trash out back," Nile called.

"Yes sir," you said and sighed.

You grabbed the bag and began to haul it out into the back where the bin was. You felt like your wrist was going to actually break, instead of just being sprained, until you finally put it in the bin. You huffed in exhaustion and then you saw Sasha standing before you. You shrieked and then jumped back a bit.

"Sasha! Don't scare me like that," you said and sighed.

"Dude. You said you couldn't hang out after school because of work. It's been four hours! How long do you work," Sasha asked.

"Four hours and thirty minutes a day with a money wager of forty one dollars and eighty five cents a day," you said.

"What?!" Sasha said. "You don't work here everyday do you?"

"I get weekends off and Wednesdays and Fridays. I work Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday each week which gets me one hundred and twenty five dollars and fifty five cents a week," you said. "I need the money."

"Why?"

"Because, my dad lost his job and refuses to work now.  My mom sells blankets and quilts when she has the chance but that doesn't give us enough for the house so I have to work hard to keep things moving. That's why I get clothing and stuff from good will. I can't afford it."

"What?! That explains a lot! You need to tell the others!"

"No way. I'll just end up being a burden and if I don't do my work and keep my grades up my dad will...."

"Will what?"

"Nevermind."

"He harms you doesn't he! You should call the police."

"I can't. Mom and I have no where else to go," you said. "Once I turn eighteen I'll be able to move mom and I into an apartment but I can't now."

"Fine. I'll keep this a secret," Sasha said and huffed.

"Thank you!" You said and hugged her.

"(Y/n)!" Nile yelled.

"Coming!" You called back and then raced back inside.

Would you trust Sasha.....?

I mean I guess I would XD