Books and Hoodies

1.

Gray's POV
Walking to work in the snow calmed my nerves. I had another nightmare last night. The same one that I've had for the past 2 years now.
I pulled my coat around me more to keep warm. I had a hoodie and a trench coat, I can still feel the freezing wind on my arms. Seeing the diner in the distance, I take off running. Walking into the shop, I bump into someone, accidentally spilling their coffee all over them.
"I-I'm so sorry sir!" I exclaim while grabbing some napkins from the nearest table and start dabbing them on his shirt. It took me a minute to realize that he's been laughing this whole time. My face burns and I look down, fidgeting.
"Don't worry about it darling. I have an extra shirt in my truck." He chuckles once more. Oh god.. I just spilled coffee on a costumer! Puppy god take me away!
"I said it was alright." He flashes me a smile and laughs as my face heats up once again as I realize that I said that out loud. I slowly nod and rush towards the counter to get my apron.
I look up when I hear the door open, only to see the guy I spilled coffee on. He changed his shirt already.
"I'm really s-sorry about y-your shirt sir." Damn it. I hate this stupid stutter.
"No its fine darling!" The guy exclaims happily. I nod and tie my apron around me. I quickly start brewing some more coffee and grab a cupcake. Once the coffee is done, I pour it in the cup and add creamer and sugar. Placing the coffee and cupcake in front of the guy that I still don't know the name of, I go to walk away when a hand suddenly grabs my hand. I flinch and jerk my hand back.
The guy looks at me with concern and is about to say something when I interrupt him.
"It's on the house!" I say, quickly walking away. I run to the bathroom. All kinds of memories flash in my mind and I can't seem to open my eyes.
(The sexual abuse starts now. If you don't want to read it, just skip until the next bold text.)
"Quit squirming." Kaden yelled. I didn't listen and continued to try and get out of his grasp, only to have him backhand me across the face. I stopped after that to cradle my face.
"N-no please st-stop!" I scream trying to curl myself more into a ball. Hit after hit. He never stopped. The sound of a zipper was the only thing I could hear.
"Shut up you stupid bitch!" He snarled and began ripping my clothes off my body.
First my shirt was ripped in half then my shorts were off. He leaned back and gazed over my body with lust filled eyes. I started sobbing loudly when he started pulling my underwear off. I heard the slap before I felt it.
"I'm gonna fuck you until you can't remember how to walk." That was all he said before he plunges into me. I scream with everything I have in me at the pain and try to scoot myself away from him. He's stronger though and pulls me back, only to thrust into me harder. It felt like my insides were tearing. I screamed when he slapped me and started thrusting into me faster, ripping apart whatever innocence I had left.
After that, all I remember is him taking a shower and me passing out from all the pain I felt. My last thought being,
When will this end?
(End on sexual abuse)
I finally got the memory to go away and I fixed myself before walking back out to the counter. The guy was still there so I gave him a small smile and went to make more coffee since the coffee had gotten cold. I look up when the the bell above the door rings. Signaling that someone has walked in. A group of 6 boys, looking around the age of 19, walked in and took a booth in the corner of the shop. I grab my notepad and pen and make my way over to the boys.
"Hello gentlemen, my name is Gray and I'll be your waitress today. What can I get you today?" I say with the sweetest smile I can muster. All the boys stop talking and look up at me.
"I'll have the grilled cheese with a hash brown and a strawberry milkshake." A boy with shaggy brown hair and bright blue eyes says. I nodded and wrote that down. I looked to the next boy and waited for his answer.
"A chocolate milkshake with pancakes. Add butter on the pancakes please." He says. He has short blond hair with blue eyes. I write it down and continue down the line of boys until I've gotten all of their orders.
"I'll be right out with your orders in about 20 to 25 min-" I'm cut off by a voice that sounds heavenly.
"Sorry I'm late David, mom wouldn't let me leave the house before cleaning the kitchen." A very gorgeous guy says, sliding into the booth beside the first boy I took an order from. He looks up at me and just realizes I'm there.
"Hello sir. I'm Gray, your waitress for today. What can I get you?" I ask and give him a small smile.
"Ah yes, my apologies for the wait. I'll take a caramel mocha with 2 chocolate chip muffins please." He smiles back. I nod and write it down and head to the kitchen to give it to the cook.
20 minutes later, rob, the cook rings the bell, telling me the orders are done. I grab a tray and put the many orders on it, surprised they all fit, and walk towards the table of boys.
"Here are your meals gentlemen. If you need anything just call me over." I glance at the guy that came in late, " oh and sir your mocha is being made as we speak." I say with a tiny nod.
"Please, call me Damon. Anyways, thank you beautiful." He replies with a grin. I nod blushing and quickly walk away.
Later in the evening, I start washing down tables. The group of guys are still here.
An hour until closing time. Come on Gray. You can go a little longer.
A chuckle breaks me out of my thoughts and I look up to see Damon. I blush realizing I said that out loud. I look down and started fidgeting with the hem of my apron.
"Don't be embarrassed beautiful." Damon lets out another chuckle and lays down some cash, I'm guessing for all the meals. "Well see you later beautiful." With that, he waves and walks out the door. I pick up the money and put it in the register. I go to their table to pick up their plates and glasses.
Waving bye to the manager, I start my walk home. Has it gotten colder since this morning? I cross my arms, trying to find any source of warmth. I start thinking about Damon. His gray eyes were drawing me in. His lips looked so kissab- no. I shake my head trying to get him out of my head.
I promised myself not to get involved with another guy. But why did I feel so safe when he was in the diner. Why did I get all fuzzy when he called me beautiful. That's never happened before.. not even with.. with Kaden.
What is going on with me.
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Thank you,
Marilyn.