"Sydney, I will get your name tag tomorrow." the manager says from far, I nod and my knees are trembling. A flash of bad memories go through my head, I walk back to the cash register. Tears on my eyes and my chin quivering like crazy. "Sydney? What's wrong?" Nick asks and I run my fingers through my hair as I try to catch my breath. "Its them, its them, its them." I repeat over and over as fat tears fall from my eyes.
"What?" Nick says looking over my shoulder. "I can't do this, please cover for me. Please." I plead feeling the knot in my throat bigger and bigger. "Okay, okay." he says looking around for the manager, he takes my notepad and pen. I silently thank him in my head as I sit behind the cash register on the other side so no client will see me cry.
I curl into a little ball and put my face on my knees as I rock back and forth quietly. "Sydney Williams, the biggest slut in slut history."
"Its not lies, everybody knows it. Even she knows it herself, don't you sydwhore?" stop.
"You're going to prom with Anthony? You and him? You've got to be fucking kidding.. listen you fucking whore," stop! "He's suppose to go with me you fucking skank! I liked him first, he's suppose to be MINE!" Why don't these voices in my head stop?
"You're ugly, look at your body! Honey just cause you have boobs don't mean you have a pretty face. Boys look at that too you know... He deserves to go with me, I have a perfect body and a perfect face." stop! Stop!
"Ladies and gentlemen! I've caught bloodymary on camera! Look at that disgusting creature. Ugly just ugly. Eh she smells like blood! Fucking gross!" please.. stop.
"Look at this thot.. whore .. slut .. bitch."
"Sydney?" Nick whipers, I look up and see him.The memories have finally stopped now that I look at him, "Are they gone?" I ask stupidly even though I know the answer. "No. They just got here. I'm about to go back there to the kitchen and tell them about the orders. You can't hide in here, at least go to the bathroom if the manager catches us doing this he will most likely fire us. He's not here right now so that's good."
"Thank you." I whisper. "No problem, but I can't cover for you long I have to be at the cash register too." he says clicking his pen. "Please, just until they're gone." he looks at me like he's trying to figure out what happened. "Okay." he says walking to the kitchen. I bite my lip as I try to stop crying. Their voices and laughs are in my head. It doesn't stop. I can't believe out of all the cafe places in this town, Brittney and her friends decided to come here. Where I work. What if they always come here? How am I going to face them? How will I deal with my memories? Those horrific flashbacks.
"Could you please help me?" Nick says to somebody in the kitchen as he pushes the door open, he's managing to hold three cups at the same time. He walks to the table and seconds later Alice walks out with two cups, I hold my breath whishing she will not look over here. But she doesn't. "Over there on that table with five girls, I'll get the slices of pie." Nick says walking back in the kitchen but glancing at me as he does.
I get curious and peek to see Alice standing in front of the cash register. She's not moving and she doesn't seem happy. She turns her head a little looking back at the kitchen door, her face is even paler than usual. Slowly she makes her way to the table. Brittney laughs, "You work here?" she asks looking at Alice like she's a bug.
Alice puts the cups down. "I didn't want chocolote." Jena says pushing the cup away. Why are they being so mean to her? "But he said one of you ordered chocolate." Alice says putting her short hair behimd her ear but it goes back to her face in a few seconds. "I did but not anymore." Jena says twirling her hair. Its still half blonde and half black, just like it was three years ago. Its a little longer now though.
"Where is our pies?" Miranda asks. "He's- he's getting them." Alice whispers, but I can still hear her clearly. "Hurry up. Gosh you're not even good as a waitress." Chase says harshly. Oh she's still mean. Maybe even meaner. "I'm about to complain." Brittney says looking at Alice from head to toe. She's looked at me like that so many times and I know it doesn't feel good. Alice looks down at her shoes, she grabs the hot chocolate cup and turns around.
"I haven't even told you what I want yet." Jena says making Alice walk back to her. "I want a coffee, three spoons of sugar." she smiles viciously. "She's so stupid." Brittney says as Alice walks away and I know she heard it cause she winces like her words cut her. I sit back down on the floor but a few seconds later I slowly get up and make sure they don't see me as I walk in the bathroom.
My eyes are swollen and my nose is red. I've got a huge headache, everything hurts. And I'm so confused. Why were they being like that with Alice? What happened while I was gone?
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The stories in my flesh (Sequel to scars)
Teen FictionI look around the circle it's my turn to talk, I look down at my lap. " I knew a girl who liked to draw. She drew pictures that nobody saw, she was more artistic during the night. In the cold shower out of any sights. She kept a secret no one knew...