Rejected Love {COMPLETED}

7- Pout

Sya's POV:

It'd been a week and everything was going according to what I'd expected. I asked Helena if I could work at the cafe and guess what? She said yes! A bloody yes! I would have been surprised if I didn't already know what she and her dick of a son are planning to do to me.

Anyways, at least I could spend some good time before die.

Honestly! I don't want to live either. I have nothing to cherish in my life. I have no family and who would be stupid enough to accept a weirdo like me. I'm broken, with so much emotional baggage. So, I'll pretend to be a little optimistic. I'm pretty good at being pretentious, anyways.

I had been working at the cafe after college. Helena said I could work there but I had to be back home before John came back since telling him was definitely not a great idea. It was doing way better than I'd thought. Maybe, they're letting me enjoy a little before they poison me to death or something.

The manager, Jason, was a nice man and the other staff members were also very kind. I always managed to go home before eight. That was the time when John returned from wherever and whatever he'd be doing. So, I suppose I'm doing a great job at hiding the fact that I work here. Or so I think.

Speaking of college, everything was its normal, boring self. Classes, homework, student gossip. But I was happy for Hannah. She was finally dating Bryson. He asked her out during the week and I wouldn't say I was surprised. They were already practically all over each other during lunch and the few classes we shared. At first, I felt a bit odd about Bryson but the way he'd treat Hannah made my heart warm. He treated her like a princess. Anyone could see that she meant the world to him and I was more than thankful to him for that. Hannah's mother died when she was a kid. She spent almost all of her life without her mother. Although she never let her father know how empty she felt without her mother, I knew. She deserved the world because of the beautiful heart that she had.

I wish I also had someone who would treat me like that.

Kane.

Shut up brain! Why would I think about Kane in that way? I know he's beyond handsome, has killer looks plus he saved me but there's not even a one percent chance that someone like him would want to be with someone like me!

Ever since after that incident in the alley I had noticed, instead of being all quiet and ignorant, as he was to everyone, he tried to talk to me and only me. He would even sometimes offer me a small smile which never failed to increase my heartbeat. I also noticed that whenever he'd pass me a smile, Bryson would look at him with a "you-can-actually-smile?" look.

Everything was going fine, at least for me. My aunt and her son were at bay with their horrendous behavior, mainly because I was avoiding upsetting them. And I was doing well at studies too.

It was half past seven on a hot, dry Wednesday. I was working at the cafe and my shift was almost over. But as I was about to leave a group of teen boys entered the cafe. Clara, my co-worker, was on leave today so the manager glanced at me with pleading eyes, requesting silently to at least attend them before I leave. And you know me, the forever pushover. How could I walk away when he was looking at me like that. Especially after he was so kind to me. I nodded, closing my eyes in affirmation and as a way to tell him to relax because I got this, and made my way towards the table which the boys had taken.

The boys looked so cocky and arrogant but what could I say? I had to just take their order, serve them and leave. I might even be able to leave early.

"What can I bring you?" I asked monotonously, as I held my pen in one hand to note their order.

The boy who was sitting at the edge of the table smirked and then winked at me. "Can you please give me your number?" I furrowed my brows at the flirty comment. They were making it hard for me to leave early.