I've been waiting

Chapter 1

Sabrina POV

Monday mornings are the worst in the world. My alarm blaring in my ear at 6:30 am. I slowly stretch over and turn it off. "It is way too early to be up. Why oh why do I have to work" I say to myself. I feel like I only work these days to support my mother's drug habits.

I roll out of bed and stumble into the bathroom. I take off my sleepwear and jump into the shower. I turn the cold water on first to wake me up before adding the hot. Standing under the flow of the water, I try and think of ways to get out of the situation I am in.

Finally dressed and ready to face the day, I grab an apple from the kitchen counter and leave the house. I walk to work every day as I cannot afford to get a car. Literally, every penny I make is given to my mother so she can get her next fix of whatever she wants that week. Forty minutes later I am arriving at my workplace. I work at the local grocery store.

"Good morning Mr. Jones. How was your weekend?

"Good morning Sabrina. It was good. How was yours?"

Mr. Jones owns the grocery store I work at. This business has been in his family for many generations. Unfortunately for Mr. Jones, he never had any children with his wife. So once he retires the store will fall into anyone's hands.

"My weekend was like any other weekend, sir. But I must get moving and start my day"

I walk away from Mr. Jones and head into the locker room. I put my stuff away and head out to cash in my till before we open. Monday's are always a slow day. Mostly I will be helping restock the shelves from the weekend rushes. I make my way down into aisle 8 and start stocking shelves with Jay.

"Hey Jay, can you pass me that box please?" I ask Jay while pointing at the box that is on top of the trolley

"Which box Sabrina? The one marked condoms?" He says with a cheeky grin

"Yeah, that one. Thanks, Jay" He passes me the box with a small chuckle.

"So Sabrina, when are you gonna give me a shot with a tight woman like you?" He raises his eyebrows suggestively. I throw my head in Jay's direction so fast I gave myself whiplash

"Excuse me? What in the world gave the impression you are a man with half a chance with me?" 

I look at Jay with a disgusted look on my face. Out of all the staff that works here, it has to be the 17-year-old rap star wannabe. I chew on the inside of my cheek not wanting to laugh in his face

"Well you know Sabs, you and I get along real well and I know for a fact that you have a smokin' hot body under that uniform. I could give you the best orgasm of your life, baby"

The shock and horror I am feeling must be shown on my face as Jay takes a step back from me

"When hell freezes over arsehole" 

The words are flying out of my mouth with venom and my voice octaves have risen enough for Mr. Jones to hear. As he approaches I can hear the concern in his voice

"Is everything okay over here Sabrina?"

"No Mr. Jones, it isn't okay. But to save me any issues, I am going to go and restock the pasta shelves in aisle 4"

I walk away from Mr. Jones and Jay. I can still feel the anger boiling through my veins. Now I know why I am still single at 19 and never been kissed.

The male race disgusts me. Well, maybe not the whole of the male race. Only 17-year-old boys who think they are gods gifts to women.

I am stacking the shelves with the pasta packs and boxes. Thinking to myself that one day my life will get better and I will be able to leave this godforsaken town. Away from my drugged up mother. Who knows I might even find someone worthy of my love and affection. Someone who won't talk to me like I am just a piece of meat and I am only good for one thing.

The bell at my registers starts ringing and I pull myself together off the floor and head towards the front of the store.
As I am slowly approaching the front, I see the back of a guy who is in a suit.

I get closer to him "Hi, how can I help you today?" He turns around at the sound of my voice. The breath is knocked out of my lungs at the man standing in front of me