At Last [Lip Gallagher]

Chapter 7:

I looked around and my phone started ringing. Pulling the phone from my pocket, I looked at the number.

"Can you give me a moment?" I asked, looking up at the lady.

She nodded and I stepped through the doorway while answering.

"Hello?" I asked into the phone. 

"Elena. It's Debbie." Debbie said from the other end.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Fiona ruined my chance at a job she had me apply for by bringing Harry over. Can you watch Harry while I look for another job? I called Lip but he said he couldn't since he's at work." She explained.

I sighed. "I wish I could but I'm doing something right now." 

"What about after you're done?" She asked hopeful.

"I have to get back to work." I told her.

"Please. I really need help." She begged.

"Debs." I started but she cut me off.

"Thanks for the help." She muttered before hanging up.

I sighed while looking down at my phone and saving the number under Debbie's name. Right then my phone started ringing again.

"Elena." Sierra said in a panicked tone.

"Sierra? Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Can you come into work? The register stopped working." She said.

"Did you call Fiona?" I asked.

"Yeah but she's not here yet." Sierra said.

I looked around and noticed the lady was looking at me concerned.

"I'll be there in a few minutes." I sighed.

"Okay. Thank you." She sighed in relief.

I hung up and turned to the lady while putting my phone away.

"Is everything all right?" She asked.

"Yeah, just my job. Is it all right if I call you back about this place?" I asked.

She nodded and I headed towards the door.

"Thank you." I called before slipping outside and hurrying to work.

Once I got there, I walked through the door to see Fiona and Sierra standing at the register that was broken. I quickly walked in, causing both of them to look up.

"Where have you been?" Fiona asked.

"Sorry. I had something to do." I said.

Fiona sighed and turned back to Sierra.

"Where you been keeping the cash?" Fiona questioned.

"Twenties, fives, tens, and ones." Sierra said pointing behind Fiona.

I turned to see jars full of cash.

"We used calculators and wrote everything down on a pad." Sierra finished explaining.

Fiona turned and Sierra walked behind the counter.

"Oh. Your Asian Nazi came looking for you earlier." Sierra said.

"Oh shit. I forgot." Fiona said. "This can't be right. This says that we made over a third more than we usually do." 

"Grilled cheese was a hit." Sierra said.

Fiona scoffed and put the pad down. She put something under the counter and looked up at me.

"Now. Are you going to tell me where you been?" She asked leaning against the counter.