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"CAMERON, you have to see him eventually. You can't keep ditching Ray, Stevie, and Fourthgrade. If anything he should be the one not coming back," Ruben tried to persuade me, but I shook my head.
"I can't Ruben," I mumbled. Every time I even thought about a Fuckshit, all I could see was him kissing her. It was really fucking with me.
"Please Cameron. No one can take care of Stevie like you. No one can make white people love Ray like you. No one can make Fuckshit a good person like you. Cameron, without you, us as a group are nothing," Ruben finished and I took a deep breathe.
"Don't you see Ruben? You guys were fine without me just 2 months ago, so how important can I be. You don't need me. And my mom is gonna have her baby any day now, I need to focus on making sure Roman is okay. He's been messed up for a while," I explained throwing all my dirty clothes into my hamper.
"Okay fine, but will you come back just one last time for me? As your best friend, I just want one thing: for you to come back one last time. I can't go back by myself. Not to mention that you're still working for Ray," Ruben added and I remembered, shit. I couldn't just leave Ray like that. That's fucked up.
"Fine, I'll go. But if he even looks in my direction I'm leaving." And Ruben smiled. "Thank you Cam," he said hugging me and I hugged back.
"It's a good thing I love you," I mumbled into his ear smiling.
Ruben and I walked into the shop, and I was beyond nervous. Not because I hadn't seen them, but to talk to everyone. It made my stomach ache.
"Summer! Ruben!" Fourthgrade yelled leaping up, and walking up to us, Stevie following.
He hugged me first, whispering, "thank fucking god. Stevie would not shut the fuck up."
Then Stevie walked over acting all cool and shit. He quickly hugged me, holding my torso.
"I know you love me," I mumbled into his ear, and Stevie mumbled back, "yeah."
I watched Fuckshit in the back, sitting, watching me.
I walked over to the counter to talk to Ray.
"Sorry for not coming. I just needed a mental health break. I should've warned you," I said and Ray shook his head, "don't worry about it Summer. We all need a break once in a while," he reassured me.
"But, if you wanna work today, hop behind the counter!" Ray said and I smiled boosting myself over the top and over.
Nothing much happened that day.
6 kids came to pick up their boards, and we got four more orders, but besides that nothing.
I was getting ready to leave because it was 8:30, and I wanted to hang out with Roman.
"Ray, I'm gonna clock out on a few," I said and he nodded.
Fuckshit walked up to the counter for the first time, his eyes red and bloodshot. He looked like a hot mess.
"Summer," He said looking me in the eyes.
"What the fuck could you possibly want?" I asked and he shook his head, looking down at the counter.
"I'm so fucking sorry Summer. I should've never fucked you over like that. You don't deserve it, you don't deserve me," Fuckshit said and I nodded, folding my arms across my chest.
"Okay, I'm pretty sure I've known that I deserve better. I know I didn't deserve to be used and cheated on," I said walking out from behind the counter towards the back door to put away my cleaning supplies.
He grabbed my wrist pulling towards him, "Summer please!" He said and I yanked my wrist from his hand rubbing it.
"Stop. You fucked up. Leave me alone asshole," I said pushing past him, then walking back into the shop.
I walked out of the shop, the boys following.
"Summer where the fuck are you going," Fourthgrade yelled and I shook my head dropping my board and skating the opposite way from the bus stop.
