Anastasia’s Pov
I came out of Mount Sinai Hospital holding two white Nylons of drugs, it’s one of the best hospitals here in new York city, 7:30am, crap I’m going to be late for work, i rushed to the main road and stopped a taxi
“Tate’s coffee shop please” I told the middle aged man by the wheel and he nodded positively, I can’t take my pills, I’m yet to have breakfast and I didn’t remember to have a bite of that bagel I left on the kitchen counter
The taxi stopped at a small coffee shop building, Tate’s coffee shop, where I work as a waitress, I reached into my purse and handed the driver $5 dollars for the ride, I got down and walked into the shop, looks like we hit the jackpot today, the shop is filled with customers and the smell of various coffee flavors that filled the atmosphere never gets old.
“Ana, where have you been, I’m running out of extra hands here” Cecile, my co-worker complained as she managed to balance two coffee trays on her hands, “sorry, had a little delay at the hospital” I quickly grabbed an apron and started attending to the customers by the counter, maybe with this much customers I can earn more than I usually do
“Latte” A teenage blonde smiled and I turned to do the mixture and handed her coffee to her, “thank you” she dropped $10 on the counter and also tipped the tip jar
I turned back to turn off the espresso pot, “One Americano black” a manly voice said and I turned around, my eyes met a charming hazel set of eyes, a handsome blonde well suited up, his lips so tender and pink, I just set eyes on an angel, he cleared his throat and I snapped from my thoughts
“sorry, um coming up ”I turned back to get his coffee, “here sir”, “thank you” he smiled and dropped a $100 bill on the counter and my jaw dropped
“but-but sir coffee is just- I mean Americano is just $10” I stammered, “keep the change” he winked and walked out of the shop as two men in black followed him, why do I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere, I shook off my thought and a young lady was next, from her looks she seemed like a tourist, with a camera on her neck and a scarf, any ways new York is worth sight seeing
“what can I get you?” a smiled followed my polite request, she removed her glasses and kept staring at the coffee menu
“How good is your latte?” she folded the glasses, “it’s pretty good ma’am and I can make it extra foamy for you” I added
She was silent and kept twisting her mouth as she stared at the coffee menu, “ I’m really indifferent “ she said and I could hear people on groan which I’m pretty sure must come with rolling of their eyeballs
“Ma’am please pick one already, it’s a long line and I promise the coffees are good” I tried to speed her up as I’m really starting to grow impatient too
She leaned her elbow on the counter, “any more coffee choices?” she shrugged “no” I gritted
“Come on!, buy something already” A man yelled from the line and its soon followed by the murmurs of people on the line
“Sorry, sorry , can I just take a look at the menu again?” she smiled and that was when I lost it completely
“Would you fucking pick one already!” I yelled as I banged my hand on the counter and the shop went silent, “just pick one and stop keeping everybody waiting, and if you can’t decide just get the fuck out and….” Cecile dragged me into the storage room
“ what is wrong with you?” she shook my shoulders and I just remained silent as my rage died down quietly, “let me guess you didn’t take your pills” she placed a hand on her hip and I shook my head in agreement
“ oh my God!, you know you have a medical condition that anyone can turn on just by pissing you off and you didn’t take your damn pills, just hope you’re not in a lot of mess if Tate finds out, it’s the second time this week and I can’t cover up for you anymore” she walked out in annoyance and I sighed
I went back out to attend to customers and there were only two people on the line, Cecile attended to them and they tipped the jar and left, I took one muffin off the pastry rack and took three bites before accompanying it with my medications.
Cecile cleaned the counter and left the rag on it as she stood to stare at me, I know that look on her face and I get it every time I screw up really bad
“look I know I messed up and I’m sorry it won’t happen again” I moved close to her, “Ana, I’m not worried about what you did, I know it’s not your fault but will Tate think the same thing, think about it, it’s the second time this week and he would want to avoid counting more, he might let you off Ana” she touched my hand as she looked at me before going in the back
I sighed and I caught a glimpse of the tourist lady talking to Tate, Fuck! I’m so screwed, I can’t lose this job, I would barely have enough for my medications and therapy
Tate walked into the shop and he pointed at me to follow him into his office, my heart is beating like it would pop out of its sockets anytime soon, I swallowed hard and followed
“hey Tate” I smiled nervously, “ yelling at another customer!” he hit his fist on the table and I stepped back a bit
