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34.O Love is short

I woke up by the alarm that I had set, I moved over to the other side of the bed to turn it off. I decided to sleep alone for the last week since Billie and I decided to give it another try. I didn't want to rush things, and besides that, I didn't trust her that much already. Today I was gonna work before I was gonna join Billie on your again, the second leg of the wwafawdwg your was gonna kick off. And she was really nervous, it was the first tour with her new management since she fired Mike.

From Madison we didn't hear a thing.... Yet. She was very active on Instagram lately and when I was with Billie at the cafe, she posted something about the fact that Madison broke off the engagement herself. When Billie discovered the post she went mental, scared that everything was gonna come out. But it seemed like most of the fans were already expecting us back together. So it probably wasn't gonna be a big deal.

I got out of bed and walked over to my closet to pack some outfits in my suitcase for the tour. I grabbed some sweaters, jeans, and shirts. And one tight dress, the one Billie used to love. I sighed by the thought of us in Iceland before zipping up the suitcase. I had breakfast after it, curled my hair, put on some makeup and then walked to work.

Sophie was slowly but surely getting close to her due date. And her belly was really big, she didn't want to work as much as she did. So I worked for her and helped wherever was possible. I cleaned up her house every now and then and cooked them dinner on the days Garret had to work in late. I walked into the restaurant and turned on all the lights. And started up the restaurant, my co-workers walked in after 5 minutes.

We started up everything and made the tables ready before the first people walked in. It was a good busy night, we had a lot of customers and everybody seemed happy about the food. I looked over the restaurant until one girl caught my attention. Her hair was red, but not long. It was actually short, and she was wearing a denim skirt with a black merch band top. Her black Dr martins peaked from underneath the table. She seemed familiar.

I walked over to them since they just walked in. "Good evening and welcome at Da Carlo's." I got interrupted when I recognized who was sitting there. "Are you for real?" I frowned my eyebrows since she had the same haircut I have and bangs.

"What is wrong Lana? Can't i eat my dinner in peace now?"

"What do you want?" I asked while I grabbed my notebook where I wrote down the orders.

" I want a good ass piece of Hawaiian pizza before I'm gonna get my bitch back." I almost choked on my spit after her order and wrote it down. I didn't let her notice that I heard her comment and I wrote down the orders of her friends. I walked back to the kitchen and pushed her order trough the computer.

I watched her move and I crossed my arms, many thoughts run through my mind just looking at her annoying face. I didn't want to be rude since every customer is important and I had to be nice. Restaurant policy. But what was she doing here? The last time people spotted her this week was when she was looking for a new house in LA.

"Order for table 12 is all set." I heard Jeff the chef say. I grabbed the plates from the counter and walked over to Madison's table. I put down the pizzas and pastas. "A Hawaiian pizza for you, and two pastas carbonaras. Bon appetit." I walked away before I got stopped by Madisons voice asking for 3 diet cokes. I took a deep breath and nodded at her in response. "I'll make it happen." At the bar, I ordered the drinks and told my colleague that he now had to serve the table because I couldn't do it any longer.

For the rest of the night I helped every customer and tried to keep my focus on Madison, they stayed until I had to walk over there to tell them that this was gonna be our last round of drinks. " I'm sorry guys but we are closing soon.." I smiled apologetically.