Chapter 22 - I know you

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I only just started my shift at Misty's and Ash seemed to be running late. I already texted him, but he didn't reply yet. He's probably busy and can't check his phone, but I shouldn't care at the moment, after all I have a job to do.

It was the usual. Wiping tables, getting orders, preparing coffee. Café stuff. As the first 30 minutes passed, Ash stormed through the door, met by the mad piercing eyes of the ginger workaholic. "Ash, what the fuck?" she spoke coldly. "Sorry Misty, this was important but I'll be here 30 minutes before my shift starts next time, I promise!" Ash panted, probably because he was running on his way here. "You better."

As he put on his apron and made his way to do his job, he approached me at the table I was currently serving. "Sorry if you had to do everything alone."

"It wasn't bad, it's okay." I smiled at him and made my way behind the counter. "Still." he answered grinning back at me. "Just do your job." I giggled. As silence took over the conversation we went to clean up some tables and collect some of the tips the customers left me for my work which I was grateful for. It makes me feel proud of myself, I don't need my aunts money to get through in life and I'm glad I'm able to stand on my own legs at such a young age, even though I probably shouldn't, but do I have a choice? Any kinds of random thoughts popping up on my head distracted me from my own senses, as a shadow suddenly approached me, the voice letting me recognize the raven haired boy:

"Serena?"

"Yeah?"

"You said you moved here two years ago, right?"

"Uh, yeah."

"And you lost your parents?"

"Ash why are we picking this up?"

"Grace Yvonne?"

The way this name casually rolled of his tongue as if she was still with me hit me in some way. As if she was still present, maybe not as a presence, but at least as a topic, tho I didn't know how exactly to feel about this.

"Where did you get that name?"

"So it is you."

"What do you mean?"

I looked Ash dead in the eye to seem him shocked somehow, the motivation behind the expression unreadable. If he was happy or sad, I didn't know, all I could see was his slightly widened eyes which freaked me out.

"Serena Yvonne. Your parents Grace and Mark died in a fire, the police couldn't figure out if it was an accident or an attack so they closed the case after just some months. You layed in coma for about 6 months."

Throughout this monologue I must have started crying, because my face felt somehow sticky and stained. Hearing her name, his name, their names, hearing about the fire, not knowing if this was an attack or not, knowing this might've been purpose, knowing that my life didn't have to go the way it did. Hearing about my personal frustration, sorrow, anger. Tell me, who wouldn't cry?

"Why do you know about this? Did Miette tell you? And what do you mean '6 months'?" I whispered to not add more to my crying and to not break the knot in my throat, which I knew if it broke, I would cry even harder.

"No no no no Miette didn't tell me shit, but Sere don't you recognize me? In any way?"

"Ash what are you talking about this is confusing as fuck!"

"You'll know soon enough it's fine, but Sere I need you to trust me. I know this is confusing but it will all make sense, just trust me okay?"

He grabbed both of my hands with his hands and held them up on chest level, looking deep into my soul, not letting me go. This doesn't make sense, but I have nothing to lose and nothing to hold onto at the moment. Can't I hold onto Ash? Can't I hold onto something?

"Ash, what's going on?" I asked, tensing up. Sure, I feel about him some type of way, but only a few minutes ago he brought up my most vulnerable point, my most personal vulnerability at it's core and I felt defenseless. I felt naked. I felt easy.

"Serena, I need you to trust me and believe me and I need to hear you telling me you do."

I was unsure. I was scared and unsure, but I could only win, because what is there to loose, if you didn't ever win yet? What is there to loose, if there's nothing you have? What is there to loose, if you already lost? Hesitating with my movement, I slowly started nodding.

"Good. Serena, there is a little stuff I know that I'm sure no one told you about yet. Oh god, I didn't know Marc and Palermo were siblings! I'm so stupid." Ash spoke, kind of mumbling the last part to himself.

"Ash what's up?!"

"Serena, this is crazy."

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Yall i barely wrote like 900 words I'm sorry lmao I actually wanted to write more but eh, better upload sooner than take longer. School just started btw and it's all fineeee. Also,

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Im so bad at keeping promises when it comes to updating cuz I legit just forGET about continuing to write. Whatever, I didn't look over the chapter for mistakes so please correct me if you spot any, thankyouuu

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