We had stayed late at the cafe talking about his work and as much as i attempted we didn't stray off the topic. That night I found out he actually had a funny side, well at least knew how to make a joke or two. Apart from that nothing changed. After we were done talking he left, i closed up, and he still didn't know my name.
It is is now Friday and he hasn't come around for another cup of coffee the whole week. But then again it's not like he is obliged to come everyday. Sadly, a part of me wishes he was. My week was fantastic! Even though i wish he would have visited, i am happy to say that i closed earlier than expected without him being here and lets just say, I need all the beuty sleep i can get. I haven't gotten many customers given that many people usually around are far from here having fun with their loved ones.
After this weekend, only one more week to go and then we're back in school. Unfortunetly for me that means less work which leads to less income and lets just say i really need it. Not that I'm complaining though, I can't wait to go back and finish the year off to add it to my accomplishment list. So far i have all the basic classes done. Well, will have after the year is over. I will have to choose a specific path in which i can go but so far i have no luck. There isn't much you can do at a four year college. But i can't stray from my plans, not that i have any, but i have a basic overview of what i want to do. I want to get a carreer, be succesful, and hope one day my parents will 'forgive' me. Though the more i think about it, if my parents keep this up, the not wanting me stuff, i will find myself having to move on. It's not a thing i can avoid. That's why i want to get this over with and move far away. Somewhere where i can forget them and not have to face them any time i go somewhere. I been lucky enough to not have seen them yet. The funny thing is that I actually heard around that they are so ashamed about what i did they don't even go out anymore afraid of what the people might say. I guess i have to look on the brightside though. I won't have to inform them about my whereabouts ever again.
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The rest of the day went by fine until the one and only Luke showed up. Unlike last time he looked like he was in a pissy mood.
"Coffee" was all he uttered before walking over to his usual spott. I stood there for a while trying to figure out what he meant by coffee. Then it snapped. Of course he awould only say that. He probably rememberd i knew what he was going to order before he had to tell me. Then again it's not like it's an extemly difficult order only two sugars and two creams. I hurried on the coffee judging on his mood i assume he needed it. I walked it over to his table and was going to walk away but i couldn't. I had to ask about his mood. I don't know why, but i felt uneasy with him not being in a better mood like yesterday.
"What's up your ass?' i said sitting down. He looked at me with a look of disbelief before replying.
"You swear?"
"Not really.Why."I ansewred truthfully. hoping he would just reply correctly to what i had asked.
"Then why'd you do it?" he asked a bit more curious this time.
My brain froze for a minute or two before ansering. I mean why would he care. "I-I guess it seemed fit."
'Oh " he sat back bringing the cup of coffee up to his lips.
"So what's the answer."
"The answer to what?'
"To the first question." I said rolling my eyes to his question.
He smirked at me widely before the next line left his lips. "What was that first question again?" clearly aaware of my annoyenss he asked again. " What was your question?"
"Really? You know what i think I'll just leave."
"No, No wait." he said almost desperatly as i stood up. Now that's more like it,I thought cautiously sitting back down this time taking my sweet time. "Work."
"Okay, what at work makes you feel like this?" I questioned feeling more like his therapist as he answered my question.
" I don't know i guess everything."
His answers were no good. they did't lead me anywhere." Okay be more specific." I tried being more persistent.
" Well, I don't even know if i should tell you this. I don't even know you." that when it dawned upon me he didn't know me. I knew who he was but he did't know who i was and at that moment i couldn't help but feel a lighht sting in my heart over a stranger not knowing who i was.
" I don't know you either." I straighted up trying to shake of the words I knew where all but truth. " Who would i tell what you told me? Last thing i remember i don't have anything against you."
he looked pensive for a moment then came to the conclusion telling me wouldn't be so bad. "It's just stress i guess." he rubbed the back of his neck as if to relax a bit." You see my dad, beleive it or not, has been adding all this extra pressure on me about the company that i'm not sure i know how to deal with..." he said finally opening up to me. "..yet." he added as if he new he would have to come up with something eventually.
" What kind of pressure would that be? If you don't mind me asking."
"I'm not sure i can tell you. To tell you the truth it not just work." glancing at his watch he stood up and headed towards the door not bothering to excuse himself. Suitably i followed knowing it was time to close the shop anyways. Before he could leave though i decided it was about time for him to know my name.
"Amelia!" i yelled as he made his way to his his car. He turned around to face me with a confused look as I returned him a smug smile. " Amelia, that's the name you need to direct the check to. I'll send you the bill later." Still giving me a puzzled look i decided to clear things out. " For the therapy session." I turned around heading towards my car as he stood there in silence. "Though I do expect you to open up more next session.'' and with that i drove of leaving him standing there processing what i had just said.
