"Greta! u broke bitch get up"
i felt an apron hit me as i open my eyes.
"u slept too late so now u have to work extra."i got up and started to get ready, i smelt good 4 a homeless person 🤪. i couldn't help but let my thoughts drift to the boys that came in yesterday. i hope they come in again.
at around eleven, i heard the bell ring again. i looked up to see the guy with the bowlcut come in.
"hello. i'm back," he smiled at me.
"hi," i mumbled. i began fixing his hot chocolate. when matt walked in, with a girl. tears immediately streamed my face. :'(
he was cheating on me."Bertha pls take their orders," i walk to my room.
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in the middle of my crying session, there was a knock at my door. "come in," my voice creaked.
it was matt, he sat by me on my mattress."what is wrong?" he asked.
"don't be stupid, you cheated on me."
he gasped, "greta, i would never cheat on you."
i nodded and put my head on his shoulder. he looked around the closet."is this where you live?"
"yes, it's only two dollars a month."
"well, you should come live with the boys and i. you need a shower anyway." matt stands up, putting his hand out for me. "wait, really?"
"yeah...i - i love u greta 🥰"
he said suddenly.
"but u never called me back" i said.
"my limited edition iphone Xll was broken babe."
a wave of relief crashed over me.-
we rode in his tesla to a big ass mansion in the hollywood hills.
"omg," i said to myself.
"omg what?" he glanced over at me, putting his hand on my thigh.
"it's huge," i say amazed.
"want me to show you something else that's huge ;))?" i tingled as he whispered in my ear
"come say hi to everyone," he parks in the driveway.
i nervously get out of the car, checking myself in the side mirrors. i looked okay i guess, my hair looked busted but i cant afford a brush. my feet seemed to be weighing me down as i walked behind matt. i took a deep breath as he unlocked the door.
"hello matthew," i heard someone about. i recognized him from the coffee shop. i think his name was ciarán. looking him up and down, i couldn't help but notice how attractive he was.
i bit my lip and lost my train of thought until i heard someone call my name.
"Greta! Greta?"
it was Matt.
"oh, sorry, yeah ?"
"Ciarían is gonna show u to ur room." he said .
"oh okay." i said nervously.as he came up to me i couldn't help but stare...
"follow me." he demanded.
i love a guy who asserts dominance. 🙃
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Life with Brockhampton
FanfictionGretas a broke bitch who lives in a coffee shop, when one day some new customers come in and change her life forever ... 🤭