Fixing Her -ON HOLD-

Parties and Drama

"The truth is everyone is going to hurt you. You just have to find the ones worth hurting for." - Bob Marley.

'I look down at the water. The company of the dark, clear liquid looked much more inviting to me than the company of these living, breathing monsters called humans.

I glared down at the water, wanting nothing more than for it to swallow me up. Wanting for it to open up its cold arms and embrace me.

I wanted to become a part of those waves. Those turbulent, powerful waves of the sea that stretched beyond.

How easy would it be. All it would take is one step. One, tiny little step. I stretched my barefoot forward, testily, loosening my trip on the pole I was holding.

"Are you planning to jump anytime soon?" A voice that sounded distantly familiar came out of nowhere.

And then i was falling.

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Two hours earlier

I slammed my hands down at the counter, willing myself to calm down. Breath in through the nose, breath out through the mouth.

"You don't even care about me. I hate you."

That's it.

I grabbed the dirty apron lying on the counter and threw it with all my strength at Autumn. It landed on her face, harmlessly. Autumn took the apron off her face and looked at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Seriously? Attacking me with a dirty apron? That's like worse than you not going to the party with me. I mean, have some dignity!" She said throwing the apron away.

"Well, I might just start attacking you with a dirty apron every time you force me to do something I don't want to do then." I said, smirking and walking towards one of the tables where a customer, more specifically a couple who had just broken up, had been sitting.

Autumn followed me and taking the wet cloth from me started cleaning the table. "What I meant to say was that I love getting dirty with your dirty apron, just come with me to the party already!"

I sighed and looked around BrewBerries, the coffee shop me and Autumn did part time work in. Me, to have enough money to pay for school and Autumn because she loved donuts and well...coffee. It was a pretty little place to say the least. The owner, Mrs. Russell, a plump lady with a heart as giant as a triple layered chocolate cake, with extra chocochip toppings paid us well, I didn't have to do the dishes as long as I didn't mess up the orders and getting free lattes from time to time was not so bad, heck it was amazing!

I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked around to find Autumn looking at me with sad eyes. "I know what happened that night took a piece of yourself away from you forever. I guess I might never find that piece of my best friend again. But I have to try, right?"

An ache filled my chest, now familiar.

I shook my head, "I can't break a promise A. Especially one I made with myself."

"Pretty ladies! What are ya' doing standing over here cleaning the same table over and over again since the past ten minutes?" Came the voice of Mrs. Russell. I turned around so quickly that I got a whiplash.

Mrs. Russell was a kind lady, but in the matters of work, she was as evil as Cruella De Vil. She was a complete five head shorter than me and that was saying something for I was not tall myself. But she had a merry, wrinkled face with twinkling brown eyes and a mouth that had smiled so much that it had laugh lines around it. It was pretty difficult to be scared of her but she managed it all right.