The Sacrifice

Chapter 5: Delicious Food and an Unexpected Visitor

*Ashley’s POV*

It has been about a three weeks since that incident and I feel so much better now. The doctors at the hospital said that I could have breathing problems but it was interesting because I am more than 75% healed within that amount of time. Today was a big day for me; I promised John and Sherlock that I would have a job while living her because I could not attend Kings Cross so I found a job at Angelo’s restaurant and today was my payment day. I have been doing light work such as being a hostess and making drinks at the bar for the few people that come in. He said that he would do anything to help Sherlock and when he found out I lived with him, he offered me the job on the spot. I sit on the Tube as I yawn and flinch some, a slight pain in my side because of the deep yawn.

John told me to take it easy and to not worry about working but I cannot just sit at the flat and do absolutely nothing. I mean, the Winchesters left to go report to Brandon that I was indeed alive and well and have not heard from James in a long time.Therefore, overall, this past couples of weeks has been great and I even have been texting Dean after I stopped laughing when he told me that it was our Sammy, who tried to deny it, was dating Harlow in secret and begged me to not tell our mother. I hear my stop and prepare to get off as I hear my cell phone go off with a familiar jingle of bells, alerting me of a new message. I reach into my bag and grab it as I feel the cool wind of the outside come rushing into the subway car. I quickly get out and stand by the stairs that lead out of the tube before I open the text. I roll my eyes and turn off my phone after reading the same “we need you to come home now” and “we are sorry we yelled at you.” Text messages from mom.

I walk up the stairs and open my umbrella as I walk down the street to Angelo’s, ready to open up for the day. I see a tall Italian man smile as he greets me, pulling me into a hug but being leery of my sides. “Hello bella Ashley.” He says as he then kisses my cheek before leading me inside. He is a great man, he only gives me what I can handle, and for this, I am grateful. He smiles and has me sit as he brings me a cup of coffee. “Thank you Mr. Angelo, you are so kind and thank you again for this job, I love it so much.” I manage to say as he lets out a hearty laugh and a gentle smile. He tells me that he is going to do inventory for a wedding we will be catering next week and that I was in charge of the front of the restaurant while he was doing this.

Nodding as I smile kind of nervous but ready for this, he leaves as I greet Giovanni, one of the main cooks and then greet his son, Luca who was my age. They smile and wave back as they finish making dough for pizzas. I flip the closed sign to open as I hum a new song that I got last night from Harlow called “Shatter Me” By Lindsey Stirling. As the usuals come in for coffee, some for tea and to escape the now developed rainstorm, I keep humming the song. Humming it begins to make me feel stronger and more confident about myself and about my decision to move to England. I hear the bell that signals the opening of the door, I turn and greet our customers with a full smile and my eyes closed. “Welcome to Angelo’s Bistro. May I have your party number and if it is smoking or non-smoking please.” I ask as I hear a chuckle coming from in front of me.

“Wow, I know the Winchester boys said you were busy but not this busy. Glad to see that smile again but a shame that I did not give it to you.” The familiar voice says as I almost drop the menus and look up into the same chocolate eyes that made me smile like a complete idiot. This man was none other than my best friend in the whole universe and my confident, Brandon Montgomery. I smile and then tackle him to the ground in a hug as he keep laughing and telling me to not break him but all I cared about at that moment was that I had my best friend.  He then tries to picks up all the menus with me as Angelo runs out to check on me and spotted me on the ground, smiling. “Ashley, caro, are you ok? Is he bothering you, if so, I will have Luca throw him out.” Mr. Angelo says quickly as I smile and shake my head, standing back up and realizing that I acted like a child in front of me boss. “No Mr. Angelo, this is a friend of mine from America, Mr. Brandon Montgomery. I am sorry to have interrupted your inventory.” I say with a deep blush that earned a laugh and a smile from them both.