Healing a broken heart
Chapter 1
Meet cute
Ella pov
I must've been crazy opening a bakery in Georgia I know what my ex-husband would say 'stupid bitch what the fuck do you think you're doing, you're no good at anything.' His lovely pep talks. They were the least of my problems, and everything I did was wrong. 'Didn't your mother ever teach you to cook and clean? Look at this place it's disgusting.' It usually ended with a slap I could take the verbal abuse been abused to that my whole life every man I've ever met thinks I'm their whipping girl there to be screwed and yelled at, but the final moment he hit me it was like a switch went off in my brain and I kicked into overdrive.
"Don't you ever touch me again? I'm warning you."
"You're warning me? What are you going to do? Nothing your whole life you've done nothing you are nothing. You're only here 'cause I allow it, I allow you to be with me."
"You allow me to live here. Well you know I don't wanna live here anymore there has gotta be something better than living with an asshole like you."
"Well get out! Get the fuck out of my house."
"Funny it's not your house remember this house's mine at least half mine you'll see that when I get a lawyer."
"You don't have the guts or the balls."
"Oh Damien, I have both I just choose to use neither."
That was twelve months ago, I did get a lawyer and did sell everything my lawyer screwed Damien over real good especially when he saw me with bruises on my face from where he had hit me, he went for everything and I got it as we threatened him with jail if he so much as said a word. so I sold up made a very nice profit and moved to Senoia Georgia I have no idea why it just felt like the right place to be.
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I looked up and out of my past, it was the first customer of my day. A tall dark-haired guy well maybe not tall but taller than my short butt.
"Hello welcome to Ella's bakery. How may I help you this beautiful June day?"
"I need a cake for a teenager's birthday cake."
"Really? I thought you might have been getting your very nice bike serviced here."
"Ha ha very funny."
"Yeah well we have or should I say I have several pre-made ones or is this an order and if so when is it for?"
"I wondering if you could do a cake with Minecraft blocks and stuff on it?"
"Yeah, I think I can do that. I'm not sure what Minecraft is but I can find out."
"Oh he's not my son, I work with him. It's his 15th birthday."
"Wow, what type of work would have a fifteen-year-old working? Sorry, I shouldn't ask questions like that. Sorry, I'm all new to this and haven't owned my own business before."
"Well, I've been hearing nothing but great things all the girls I work with say how great your stuff is, it's true they are. Those little fruity tart things you do they bring them in all the time there's nearly always a fight for the last one."
"Well maybe if they like them that much I should send a shipment to where you work. how many girls you got there?"
"Ah, about sixty give or take." His voice was like butter.
"Wow, you must work somewhere very cool."
"You have no idea who I am do you?"
"Should I? I know who you are, you are the most important person in the world you're my customer my first of the day. You get me at my best by the end of the day I try but you know long day and all."
"No, you shouldn't. I find it funny you have a shop in Senoia and you have no idea, It's refreshing."
"Well, I've only been here a few weeks not even two months. I haven't had a chance to get a lay of the land more or less."
"Well welcome to Senoia. I'm Norman and I'm guessing by the sign you're Ella?"
"Well thank you, Norman no my name's not Ella I just picked a random name, now back to this cake you want how detailed did you want it? Do you want it like 3d where it looks like it's in the game it's a game right, or something basic?"
"Oh, I like the idea of the 3d version."
"What's the young man's name?"
"Chandler."
"I like that Chandler, never heard that name before except in Friends. This isn't going to be cheap please don't tell me it's for tomorrow because that's impossible. I mean I could do it but I'd have to close down and it's crazy busy here. I also have to find out what Minecraft is."
"Yeah, I can imagine it is. So you seriously don't know what Minecraft is?"
"The realtor forgot to tell me that summers here are crazy. Nope never heard of it. But I'll find out about it."
"No he's birthday is on the 27th of June so you have a week is that enough time?"
"Yeah." I quoted the price and got the address off him whatever AMC is as to where it was going to get delivered, he walked out the door, and away he went. Damn shame he never took the glasses off I would've loved to see his eyes.
NRPOV
I walked out of the shop. Damn, that was a trip. I'm so used to everyone knowing who I am I forget what it's like to be anonymous. I get on my bike and start it up, and I head to the set. It never takes very long to get anywhere here in Senoia. I pull into my spot near my trailer, as I get off Lauren's walking by.
"Hey, Lauren."
"Hey yourself. You're awful cheerful. I could be rude and say you must've got some last night but I won't."
"As a matter of fact no I didn't CC isn't here thank goodness, if you're so curious about my sex life."
"Might as well be beats my lack of one."
"No I went to that cake shop you girls have been raving about."
"Please tell me you got some of those tarts."
"No, I didn't."
"Dammit."
"I went there and ordered Chandler's cake. The owner had no idea who I was."
"She doesn't does she? I don't think she watches the show."
"How's that possible I mean I don't want to sound up myself but it's only one of the most popular shows around."
"Well, I for one like it. I like being able to go into a store and no one recognizes me, especially here I can't go into Senoia without a fan wanting a picture or autograph."
"Ah, Lauren you want me to get out my miniature violin."
"Very fucking funny Reedus and fuck off some of us have to get beautified though I'm nearly finished you Norman need a lot of work."
I walked away. I couldn't help but think of Ella's eyes they had a sad look about them. I can't wait to see what she would do with the cake I might ask for a sneak peek.
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Healing a broken heart
RandomNorman Reedus has a chance encounter baker Ella Mackenzie. He's intrigued by her lack of knowing who he is. There will be sex and violence of the domestic kind.