Abigail
I woke up with a smile on my face and I don't even know why, I felt so relaxed, calm and happy. I'm never felt this happy in the morning but I guess today is a new day or a parallel universe. I got dressed in a blue dress that fell to my knees, my black sandals and walked out into the warm sun of Seattle, surprisingly today it's clear and not rainy, which I love when it's sunny.
I skipped into work and Carl stared at me like I was an idiot.
"Abigail, Honey, are you okay?" He asked and I smiled.
"Yeah, I just woke up happy this morning and I don't even know why." I said and I haven't been this happy since before my dad died. I fell into a slum and even when I was being abused, I was sad and then I fell into depression and yeah enough about that. I went in the back, grabbed my uniform and got right to work.
The bell chimed as I was cleaning the counter and the customer came up to the counter, I was not looking at them but I know they were waiting.
"One minute." I said and finished cleaning the counter and turned around and I stopped breathing.
"Hello dear." He smirked and I backed up.
"H-hi, what w-would you like?" I asked.
"Coffee, 2 sugars and no stuttering, dear." He said and I couldn't move, I was frozen.
"I'm sorry." I said and quickly made his coffee and placed it on the counter and he grabbed it.
"Why would you be sorry, you did nothing wrong. Did you?" He asked and I knew he knows why I said sorry, I shook my head and he smirked.
"See you later, Abigail." He chuckled as he walked out and I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, I was paralyzed.
Why did he have to be here?
Why did he have to ruin my good day?
Why did Ryan say he would see me later?
"Carl, I got to go. I'm sorry." I said as I threw off my uniform and ran home and I didn't care who I ran into.
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I was in my couch watching a sad romantic movie when someone knocked on my door. I shivered and stood up as slowly as possible. It Ryan, he's here just like he said he would be. I quietly walked to the door and just as I was about to open the door, it opened and in stepped a worried and angry, Jake, I sighed in relief.
"Abigail, what the fuck? Where were you? Why didn't you open the door?" He roared at me and I shrugged and walked back to the couch and sat down.
Where is Ryan? Why isn't he here?
"Abigail, answer me." Jake asked and I knew he was getting angrier.
"I wasn't feeling well and I went home." I said, hoping he would believe me.
"Really? Carl said you looked really happy today but after a customer left, your entire mood changed, so who was the customer?" He asked and I huffed.
Fuck, Carl. Why did you have to see Ryan leave and tell Jake?
"Uhh, I..umm." I was at loss for words, I don't know what to tell him.
"What are you hiding from me?" He yelled and that made me glare at him and stand up and poke his chest.
"You want to talk about how I'm hiding shit from you? You're not a open book, Jake. You don't tell me shit when I ask. You hide almost everything from me, except for the fact that your mom died, which I'm so sorry. I know how it feels to lose a parent, Jake. But don't start with me about secrets because who got a bunch of your own." I screamed at him and walked over to my door and pointed outside, ushering for him to leave.
"Abigail, I'm not leaving. I have my secrets so I can protect you, you have to understand that." He said softly and that made me angrier.
"Maybe that's why I'm keeping secrets too. Or maybe the fact that I may like you but I barely know you, and don't trust you enough to tell you about my past. Now, get the fuck out." I yelled as a tear slid down my face.
"Abigail, p-." I cut him off.
"Get. The. Fuck. Out. Jake." I yelled and he finally stormed out of the house and I slammed the door in his face and slid down it. I put my head in my hands and cried.
What did I just do?
What is going on with me?
I stayed there for about an hour and finally decidedly to get up and go in my room. I turned the light on and immediately knew that I wasn't alone. I looked over at my bed and saw someone sitting on it, my breath caught in my throat. The person turned around and it was a grinning Ryan.
"How did you get in here? How long have you been here?" I asked as I moved closer to my door.
"I've been here before you got home, when I left the coffee shop, I came straight here and even enjoyed he little show with you and your boyfriend." He said the lat word through clenched teeth.
"He's not my boyfriend." I stated and he stood up and stalked over to me. I closed my eyes and backed up until I hit my wall.
"Really? He doesn't seem to know that, you should tell him that you're MINE and only MINE. No one else's but mine and soon everyone will know that." He said into my ear, his face was so close to mine that I could feel him breathing on me.
"Now, I'm going to leave and don't think this is the last time seeing me, because it's not. I do hope that Jake didn't leave, so he can see me walking out of here with a smile on my face." He said and walked out of my room and when he closed my front door, I finally started to breathe normally.
I knew Jake didn't leave and I knew he was going to storm through my door any second now and I would have to either tell him the truth or make up another lie. I can't like Jake, I just can't. I'm starting to like him knowing I know nothing about him and it hurts that he won't open up to me. He's been so sweet to me this past month and couple of days but something seems off and whatever he is hiding from me, just might damage me. I can't drag him into my past, I can't fall 'in love' with him, I won't let him get close to me.
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Teen Fiction"Why are you here?" He roared as he punched the wall. "Because I care." I said almost breathless. He was intimidating and I was intrigued. "You shouldn't be here, Abigail. Just fucking leave." He spat and it hurt but I wasn't going to leave, not aga...
