"hey what can i get for you today"i ask the red head in front of me smiling
"just a coffee with no sugar"
"your name?"
"jesse"
"your order will be with you in a few" she just smiles and goes and sits at a bar stool
" hey charles can you take the night shift its my turn at the hospital
"ya no problem" i hear him holler back
after that day i got some things cleared and decided to distract myself
the docs said that chances of mom ever waking up is 0 to 10
and we are stuck on 3, they also suggested i don't sit at the hospital everyday after school isn't good for such young girl to take so much stress so working at baileys is like a stress buster
a perfect distraction you could say
and luckily the distraction worked after school, baileys then my nights were spent at the hospital i fell into a routine of sorts
Carlo tried to talk to to me but it never worked i would always turn the other way in the hallways make someone else take his order, and just plain and ignore at the hospital
after hearing Robert behind the hospital i talked to the one person who knew things and didnt leave me hanging in between
"Miss.Froster" the young nurse brings me out off my thoughts
"the doctor wants to see you" she says with a small forced smile
"sure" i follow her into the room and see a 40 something doctor sitting in his white chair with a white coat and white desk and white walls
Too much white
Looks like those mental hospital room, oh well
I clear my throat and he looks up, confusion written on his face but then his eyes blink with realization
"uh miss....."
"Froster...Zelena Froster"
"yes, yes Miss Froster do have a seat" i take on his white chair and look up at him nodding at him to continue
"well i have good news...and bad news"
"good news first please"
he nods with understanding "um your mothers showing progress"
A sigh escapes my lips and shoulders sag in relief and a small smile creeps up my face "bad news?"
"your father....."
"what about him" my shoulders tense again, sitting at the edge of my seat, the small smile disappearing again
"he um escaped"
"escaped?" confusion visible
"he left yesterday with a relative we don't really know where he is"
I lean back in my seat "he didn't come home yesterday"
"we just wanted to inform you we can check-"
"that wont be necessary thank you"i throw a smile in there thank him again ask if anything else and make my escape
as soon as i get out i make my way over to my car i dial the one number who will know where father dearest is
he picks up at the 3rd ring
"if you stall and don't answer me properly I will personally come where ever your ass is and i will kick it okay?"
"okay" his sleepy voice responds
"now tell me where is father dearest is? answer me truthfully cause i swear to ice cream it wont be good for you" i say sounding extremly serious
"baileys at 5" with that the line goes dead
i will make it up to you guys pinky promise
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Romance"and you should've pulled the trigger when you had the chance dad" ***** there is always one thing that can either mend you or break you there is always that one girl who is normally in the shadows, mostly ignored, moody, hardly talks but is good...
