Inevitable

Chapter 37

Jess and I are running around Starbucks. Today is a day from hell, it's been crazy busy. We've been here since 6 this morning and its about 5 now. It's a steady flow. Once one customer orders, the next one is either behind them or they walk in just as they're done ordering. It's tiring to be honest. It was so slow a couple weeks ago that I could text Michael all day. I can feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I'm sure he thinks I'm ignoring him. Jess is in a frustrated and stressed mood. She's been like this since last week. She's just.. off.  I don't know what it is and every time I try and talk to her about it she brushes me off. I'm worried about her, for sure. She always tells me what's going on.

I watch her as she huffs around behind the counter. She's slamming equipment on the counter and yanking cups out of the dispensers. She gets a few glares from people as she continues making noise. I touch her shoulder and she jumps slightly.

"Jess.."

She turns and glares at me.

"Go take a break, Danica and I got this." I whisper to her.

She sets the cup down and stomps the the back door. I sigh shaking my head. I give an apologetic look to the woman waiting for her cup.

The guys are going to an interview tomorrow morning. They are on their way there now. Its only about an hour away. It's been about a week since Michael and I had sex for the first time. I have never felt closer to anyone in my life. He's the perfect boyfriend for me. We just click. I thought he might be a little distant from me after he got a piece of ass but he wasn't, he acted the same as ever.  He's so sweet. Jess and Zayn are doing amazing also. We have been doing couple-y things together. We've been to a few gigs they've had around here. The paps and fans still haven't seen us with them. I'm somehow greatful. I don't think Jess could handle that at the moment. I don't know what's wrong with her but I know she can only take one thing at a time. I'll have to ask her tonight at our girls night.

The rush finally dies down around 6 and Xander comes to take over the night shift.

"Hey babe. How was it this morning?" He kisses my cheek.

I giggle, "It was crazy as hell."

I look to Jess who is wiping a table down across the lobby.

"Oh I'm sorry, why didn't you guys call me? I would have came in to help you."

"It's okay. Is it alright if Jess and I head out? She's having a rough day, and I'm not exactly sure why." I say quietly to him.

"Oh, yeah sure. Go ahead."

"Thank you!" I kiss his cheek and walk towards Jess, who's pushing in the chairs and gathering magazines.

"Hey."

She looks at me, "Hi." She says in a small voice. She looks exhausted.

"Uhm, Xander says we can head out."

"Oh okay."

"I'll clock you out and get your bag, while you put the magazines away."

She nods her head and turns on her heel.

After I grab our purses and hang our aprons, we head out of the shop to catch the evening bus home. It has been silent since we left work, not a single word has been said from either of us.

I watch the blur of car lights out of the side window. I don't know what to do about this. I don't want to pry. If she wanted me to know, she would've told me. Her and I have come so far it's ridiculous. We've grown up together. I remember when I was younger and she used to annoy the piss out of me. She was the baby of the family back then. We hated each other. I couldn't stand her, she would tell on me for everything. Things got a little violent and I ended up making her cry. But, we soon grew out of that and got really close, almost inseparable. Every weekend was a sleepover at her house or mine. She was my best friend, the age gap didn't bother us at all. I was so short anyway that we looked about the same age. We used to go around pretending we were sisters. We kind of separated a little bit when she started her first year at high school. I was ending my high school career and it was just hard to keep us together. The summers were easier of course. But, she had her friends and I had mine. We grew up differently. Now, that we are as close as we once were everything feels right. We travel together, live together, and date guys that are friends. We've already had the issue of one of the guys we date not like one of us. That doesn't work out to good. Family first, if you don't like her then get out. Because, she means more to me than you ever will. I'd rather lose you, than her. You either like her or you will learn to like her. You can't keep us apart. We can go two weeks without talking and when we hangout again, it's like nothing ever happened. That's how close we are.