Lost Between Once Upon a Time

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

"No.. Please don't go! No...!" I jolted

awake, sweating.

Sigh. Nightmares again.

Same old, never changing. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The clock in my bedroom ticked and tocked.  2 am, and school tomorrow? Oh boy, that's a turn off already. Wednesday, few more days before mom comes back, I guess I could endure abit more. Sighing, I got up to go to the kitchen, hoping a glass of warm milk would help me sleep.

As I walked pass the living room to get to the kitchen, I saw Flynn, sleeping on the sofa like a baby, snoring. Seeing him, I let out a small giggle at how silly he looked as he slept, with his disheveled and messy hair.

Oh shit. It hit me that this was what girly girls did in those trashy romance novels and stuff. Oh hell no I wasn't gonna be one anytime soon. Shaking my head, I walked on towards the kitchen, and heated up a glass of milk.

As I downed it all in a gulp and washed up the empty glass, I jumped at the sound of the voice. Who the hell was that?

"Chloe?"

Turning around, I smacked my forehead and realized it was Flynn.

"You scared the shit out of me, Flynn!" I  groaned. "Why are you even awake? Weren't you sleeping?"

"Heh. I woke up to the ruckus you were making in the kitchen. Thought a ghost was in here banging around, so I thought I'd check." he explained with a smirk, "Turns out its a Chloe in here. Why are you up?"

"Had a nightmare, couldn't sleep so I thought maybe a glass of milk might help" I confessed.

"Oh Chlo, c'mere" he said, opening up his arms and giving me a bearhug.

I sank into his arms, suddenly feeling tired and then I felt lightheaded as he carried me, and deposited me onto my bed.

"Sweet dreams Chloe, I'll wake you up tomorrow." As the door closed, and me drifting off to wonderland.

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Finally, Saturday. Having struggled through Thursday and Friday, I thought I at least deserved a break, but no. The cafè was up and running again, and that meant I had to go back to work. Hmph.

I walked up to the newly rebuilt, along the stone path outside that made it look as if a cafè in Paris and not in bustling New York.

I unlocked the front door with the key my boss gave me, entering then locking the door behind me again. I turned on the lights and realised that they did spruce the place up in just two days. They changed the chairs and everything and the whole cafè looked good as new.

Since I was the only employee at work today, I expected a busier day. After throwing my stuff behing the counter, I set about brewing coffee and making sandwiches. The cafè wouldn't be open till 9 am, and it was only 8 now. An hour more to go. I pulled out my phone to text

when there was a knock on the front door.

Who could that be?

As I cautiously hopped off the counter, I realised it was the delivery guy, who would deliver milk and the cakes to the cafè. I unlocked the door for him to deliver the stuff while I signed the order slip.

Just as I was about to close the door again, a foot got stuck in the space before it could.

What the..

" Hey doll ."

Not again, I whined inwardly.

It was that creep of a guy Tyler, hands in his pockets and foot stuck in the doorway, and huge smirk on his face. I thought for a moment, deciding whether to slam the door with his foot there or let him in.