Marked With Deception (ereri)

Chapter Five

~Eren's POV~

The last bell of the school had rang indicating the day was over. Waves of teenagers flooded the halls pushing and shoving through the front doors of the building to leave. I wasn't in any rush to head out because it was only a quarter after two and my 'dick appointment' isn't until three. 

Stuffing my hands inside my sweatpants pockets, I strolled down the stairs watching as students boarded their buses. Many with joyful smiles knowing that they're finally out of that hellhole and others held books in a rush to leave school campus. It all looked so normal.

It was like I was looking through a glass wall. Society is on one side and I'm on the other. Observing every movement everyone makes without even impacting anything. It's a strain seeing everyone else have the basic things that I wish to seek for my mother and I. The overwhelming number of caring  friends, decent grades, average family income, and an honest smile. Just a few things of my very little wish list.

My book bag drooped on the right side of my body leaving my back in utter pain. I only had one strap over my shoulder to show a decent amount of 'normal-ness' or an attempt to 'fit in'. I'm an outlier on this entire spectrum of people. No one would ever expect me—a student at RHS—to be a prostitute. 

The fall weather was putting my entire mind at ease. Knowing that Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas was around the corner always seems to make me warm inside despite the cold temperatures. It's surprising to many that I'd adore these holidays where you spend the most money when I'm poor. But seeing the Christmas decorations covered in soft snow, the freshly carved pumpkins on the doorsteps of houses, and the scent of home cooked meals awaiting on 'turkey day' are one of the few things that genuinely make me happy.

Walking down the sidewalk, I knew the trip wouldn't take long because the cafe wasn't that far. And if Nile—my client—were to show up early then I wouldn't mind. The faster we fuck, the faster I leave the area. No one ever goes to that cafe anymore and it's losing business. Even I'm surprised that they were the ones who fired me. 

The surrounding view of passing cars and falling leaves was enough to make me forget the cruel truth that I live through everyday. Each footstep I took was a few inches near remaining rain puddles, fallen and broken branches, and away from my disgusting and life draining schedule of a life. I'd consider this paradise.

Being lost in my neighboring pictures, I was shocked when I found myself at the doors of the cafe I was meeting Nile at. I honestly looked kind of shady. I looked like shit and just standing and glancing every few seconds to search for a guy I didn't even known what he looked like. 

Opening the cafe door, I scanned the facility searching for a man with short black hair and a black mustache—since that's what he said he looked like. A little chime rang over the silent room as I opened the door. To my dismay, all I found was a few empty tables and chairs with an employee sleeping face down on the counter. It didn't matter to me because I used to have his job and I wanted to sleep nearly everyday given the fact this place was like a ghost town.

I had seated myself at a chair where I could easily see through the windows. Glancing down at my phone, the time read ten minutes to three. He couldn't text me only because I don't have data and this shitty-ass knockoff-Starbucks doesn't have wifi. 

Removing my backpack to place it on the ground, I slouched in my chair awaiting a grumpy,  grimy, and horny grown man. 

My eyes were in and out of a doze until I heard rustling from behind me. Turning around, I noticed the waiter had finally awoken and hurried over to my table.

"Hi! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. How long were you waiting?" He rambled on while searching for his notepad to take my order. His hair was an utter mess, but it was kind of adorable. His expression was pure concern as he stood in front of me waiting for me to answer. His crystal-like eyes stared down at me in anticipation.