The Human {Editing}

Chapter 2

Victoria's pov

*Earlier that same day as the previous chapter*

“Can I get that doughnut now, please?” I shouted in frustration at my co-workers in the kitchen.

This poor boy has been here for over five minutes, and all he wanted was a stupid doughnut that Kera was taking too long to give me. I huffed, seeing that I’d have to get it myself. Waiting on her was too much for my impatience.

“Give me a minute, sweetheart. I’ll be right back,” I told him softly, stunned at his immense patience. Smiling, he gave me a simple nod while I headed to the kitchen to get the doughnut for the little cutie.

“Here’s that doughnut,” someone said the minute I turned around, taking me off guard.

Unexpectedly, I collided with something mushy, as Kera splattered all the contents of the doughnut across my chest. 

Great. Just great.

I groaned as Kera gave me a sheepish smile with a hint of amusement in her eyes. I hated her sometimes.

“Go clean up, Vic. I’ll get this little guy another doughnut,” she said, stifling laughter. I rolled my eyes at her as I went to the backroom, hoping that the stain won’t last. 

Life with these people can take a toll on your mentality. Still, I smiled as I thought about how much I love their annoying asses. They were practically my only family, so even after I got the job at the hospital as a nurse, I stayed working with them.

I started working here when I was 17, right after I graduated from high school and was left on my own. I always wanted to go to college, so I applied for a job here at the local diner to help pay for my necessities, since the money my aunt left me covered most of my tuition.

It was here where I met my boss and non-blood mother, Charlette, and her two children who helped her out, Kera and Nick. They were always there for me and treated me like family. I spent all my Christmases with them, and they never shunned me, even in the hardest times.

When I got the job at the hospital a year ago, I reserved a day to work here. I’m too drawn to them to ditch them.

I headed to the washroom, where I caught Nick fiddling with something in his hands.

“Hey, what do you have there, bud?” I asked with narrowed eyes, as he quickly shoved it behind his back. They were all acting weird today. When I thought about it, they were actually acting stranger than usual. Realisation dawned on me as I understood too well what was really happening.

“I told you guys to drop it! You know how I feel about my birthday, Nick.” I huffed with a slight pout, knowing it affected him. He sighed in defeat.

“You know how mom is, Vic. she wouldn’t let it go. But if it makes you feel any better, we weren’t planning on doing anything today since you know what happened the last time.” 

I laughed, remembering how bitchy I acted last year after their little ‘stunt.’ They get it, though. They always do.

I chuckled again at his somewhat scared expression. I’m intimidating, but I’m not that bad. Right?

I quickly pecked his cheek, which made him visibly relax, before heading to the face basins. 

Grabbing a paper towel, I started the impossible task of getting my shirt clean. After a few minutes, I felt somewhat satisfied with the result. I heaved a sigh as I glanced at myself in the mirror. My long chestnut brown hair fell smoothly above my waist, and my blonde highlights gave it that touch it needed. My skin seemed a little pale today, contrasting with its natural tan appearance. I knew, however, that it was because I was under the weather today.