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Chapter 24

Chapter 24

"That guy looks like he just crawled out of hell's asshole," I said, crinkling up my nose in disgust.

"Atlas!" Marleigh scorned but I could tell she was hiding a smile. I looked back at the man we were referring too and I couldn't help but shudder. He's somewhere in his fifties and he's bald except for the ring of air around his head and it fell to his shoulders, matted with grease. He has tattoos up his next and around his eyes and he's wearing a black biker jacket and worn blue jeans.

"I think he's a mix of the scariest yet most interesting person here, not going to lie so many guys look like that back home." I continue, "It kind of makes me feel at home."

"You're horrible," She says, throwing her red braid behind her shoulder and checking her watch. "My break is almost over."

We stood in front of the door leading to the back of the store and people watched as New York's finest came in and out of the store. I can't say it was the funnest break of Marleigh's life but she definitely got a kick out of my smart remarks.

"Finally, I get to go home!" I cheer and then laugh as I see her unamused expression.

"I still have three more hours," She pouts and I shrug.

"You could always just leave," I suggest, taking my phone and checking the time. My shift ended fifteen minutes ago but I stayed for Marleigh's break so we could hang out a bit.

"Yes, I can just walk out of my job in the middle of my shift," She rolled her eyes and then began walking to her check out.

"I mean, technically no one is stopping you. You just might not have a job to come back to tomorrow." I tease.

She raises her thin eyebrows, "As enticing as unemployment sounds, I think I'll stick to this."

"To each their own! Anyways, I'll catch you tomorrow." I say and give her a side squeeze. I stayed the fifteen minutes but now I just want to get home and chill for a bit before I have hockey tonight. Plus, Finn is home.

"Good luck at your game tonight! Tell Brian I said hi!" She says with an evil smile.

"Oh I will, I'm sure he'd be pleased to hear that coming from me." I laugh and wave bye to her. I walk out of the store as quickly as I can. The worst thing ever is trying to leave work and a customer stops you for help.

I begin the twenty minute walk home and the only thing on my mind right now is Finn. I left him in bed this morning, curled up and gently snoring. That image of him has been in the front of my brain all day. I'm just on autopilot as I scan out everyone's groceries and bag them, the whole time my mind is elsewhere, about a mile away to be exact.

The autumn air is brisk and chilly but it's not too bad, it was way worse walking in this at seven in the morning. The trees scattered around the parks and road dividers are finally turning colours and they make this electric city feel more soulful.

It's been about a week since realizing just how in love with Finn I am and of course I haven't told him. We've stuck by our eight hour rule and those eight hours are the best part of my day. We haven't kissed or done anything since the party but every night we crawl into each other's bed and hold each other until morning.

It's the best feeling to fall into his arms after a long day of school or work or pretending that I'm not completely in love with him. I've found myself almost reaching out to him out of instinct in front of the others. I'll feel my hand twitch, aching out to hold his, but I never do.

Even when we're alone we don't cross these boundaries. It could be the middle of the day and we could just be alone in the dorm but we don't risk anything. It's frustrating sometimes, just because of how much I crave his affection.