Young God | L. Laufeyson

30. Reset

Six months later

"Aurora! Come on, hurry, I need a latte with a slice of cheesecake!" The waitress and colleague of the auburn-haired girl, Erin, urges as beads of perspiration coat her forehead. The café is unusually crowded and of course today Matt, the other waiter, had to ditch his shift. The two women are on their own. "What are you doing?!"

"Totally not eating the cake that you just ordered." Aurora hides with little success the yellow, delicious cheesecake. "I'm sorry, it's just that I've never tried anything so delicious in my entire life!"

"You can talk, you just remember a part of your childhood, so who knows what you've ever eaten." Erin mutters under her heavy breath and her colleague sighs. She is right, Aurora for some reason just remembers her childhood until the age of six, the rest of her life has disappeared.

Six months ago, Aurora woke up in a hospital in London where doctors told her how she was found unconscious in front of the emergency department. After a proper examination and treatment— she found out she had a lot of scars and one or two fresh wounds— they asked her where she was from and how she landed there. And honestly, Aurora had no idea. Aurora Reyes couldn't explain what she'd done the last twenty years because she didn't know.

The doctors alarmed the police and they tried to solve it but it didn't result in a logical conclusion, they could only assume that the lost woman got into a car accident and then a huge part of her memory was shedded. It took months to do all the paper work but eventually, Aurora returned to her home state Alabama to visit her mother's grave. Somehow, Dorothy's death didn't feel unfamiliar to her, she didn't know why.

The girl sometimes still struggles to fit back in, this life is oddly strange for her. So... incredibly boring. Getting a job was the hardest part, especially because she has no schooling and unfortunately, no money to go to any college. So she had to adapt to her situation and take a job that is definitely below her skills and competence— a waitress.

"Aurora!" Erin snaps and the auburn-haired girl flinches. "Cake. Now."

"Okay, okay." She places a piece of the cheesecake on a plate before handing it to her colleague. "There you go."

"Gosh, sometimes I wonder what happened to your brain." The brunette groans at the slow work of her friend and Aurora shrugs, faking a smile.

"Probably the same thing that happened to yours, just not in a natural way." Sometimes, Erin is a bearable friend for her but other times, she really craves a slap in Erin's damn face. The brunette only rolls her eyes and takes the order to the customers. Aurora sighs, hating this working place but nobody else wanted to hire her without a certificate.

The auburn-haired leans against the counter and just hopes that the day will end soon. Looking around, she spots her favorite customer at a table next to the window, hiding awfully his face behind the newspaper. With a huge grin, Aurora walks to the man in a suit to greet him.

"Hey, Happy! You do know that I can still recognize you because a) the window reflects you and b) you're the only man in this town who wears a suit, right?" A small laugh echoes through the café and Tony Stark's bodyguard lowers the newspaper.

"Just security measures." He mutters with little conviction. Happy Hogun was assigned to watch over the half Celestial by Tony and has been doing so ever since. Stark had clarified how important it is that Aurora does not remember Thor or Loki because that would apparently bring back her old self and put her life at risk.

When they first met, Aurora honestly thought he was some creep pervert because he seemed to follow her in a really suspicious way. Eventually though, she figured that he was just a weirdo who doesn't have to be feared.