It's was a clear and cozy Monday morning, the sun is up and busy people are already causing heavy traffic.
I woke up annoyed that I almost threw my phone. I didn't even bother to take a bath because I'm already late. I'm sweating bullets while waiting for the other cars to move.
My face looks restless because of exhaustion.
I look like a zombie in a scooter that I rented for the cheapest price that my money can only afford.
"Fucking Monday," I whispered to myself. It's only morning but the sweat forming in my forehead is big time.
I sigh while waiting for the other car to move that a miracle to happen. I took off my pink scooter helmet full of stickers because of the heat. I looked beside me when a car stop, in short another car stuck in this fucking traffic. My forehead wrinkled because of my reflection in the car's tinted window, it's visible to my eyes how messed my hair and oily my face is now.
If anyone saw me they will think that I joined a Marathon even I have my scooter.
The morning sunlight is kissing my skin. I'm not wearing make-up because I can't afford to buy beauty products and furthermore make-ups will just melt because of this heat and pollution but, even without putting anything in my face, I can still catch anyone's attention, an effortless beauty. beauty is a great asset though.
But it will be more a good thing if someone rich old man stops and ask me for marriage. I need money to feed me that's why I need to get to my workplace in 25 minutes or I need to find another job again but, there's no other job that I can fit for because of lack of credentials and knowledge in terms of being a legal worker. I need money right now, that's why I work and get paid. Even the landlady of my apartment almost gets rid of me this morning, spitting harsh words because of not paying bills. How can I pay anything of my bills if even a cent's on my pocket is nowhere to be seen?
I slammed my hand in the window of the car beside me, I don't care if it'll cause a ruckus or I shattered the window. I'm pissed, every seconds in my cheap wrist watch is ticking.
"I'm going to bomb all of this shit!" I said in annoyance. I try to calm myself. Thinking if my monthly period visits me. I didn't check the calendar but I feel irritated this morning.
I raised my hand to wipe the sweat on my face and neck when my cheap phone rings.
"What?!" I hissed in the other line, I didn't bother to look at the phone ID, I just answered whoever it is.
"Hey Lils--" When I heard his voice I put down my phone and shut it off. He will just go to talk nonsense and I can't afford to pay my electricity bills as he is that's why I need to lightly use my phone's battery.
"Ugh!," I moaned before waiting for the traffic to move.
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"Good morning Lily!" Evon, my coworkers greeted "I thought you just going to sleep all day?" Evon asked me when I open the staff door. I threw him a sharp look and rolled my eyes. The exhaustion the traffic gave me is like a hell, I'm catching my breath while wiping my sweats.
"If I have no money problem, I will never arrive in this place" I said, annoyed.
And I don't want my old man's help, he will just start mocking and blackmailing me.
I arrived at the Diner 27 seconds before my duty. Is that considered lucky? but nevermind. I drove my scooter almost flying, it's a good thing that I didn't get a ticket for violating the speed limit, I wore my uniform before walking through the comfort room to wash my face from exhaustion this morning gave me.
It's been five years since I receive my grandfather's gift for me but I didn't expect that it will be going to be this hard but, this is what I wanted, there's no backing out. afterall...flaws will be determined by being outside our comfort zones. From the prim and proper, perfect Lily to a rat Lily real quick, that how I described my life.
I put my long blonde hair in a bun, my blue eyes are reflecting the mirror, those eyes I got from my father. I grab my bag to get my contact lenses. My eyes are one of my insecurities, I just wish that I got my mom's eye's instead of my father who's the one who dumped me in my grandfather's care, I'm happy with it though but, when I turned eighteen I choose to walk the path I wanted, I stopped attending school and start wandering like a stray dog. My grandpa gives me freedom as a gift but with limitations.
It's been five years, my old man wanted me to come back after three years but I'm hard headed, I remember the time that my grandpa visit me in my apartment after three years. Tons of men in black outside my place that if anyone see that scene they might think it's some sort of mafia movie is happening. He let me do what I want and did not force me to go home, he just mocked my apartment that time.
I always said to him that I wanted to experience to live normal and he gave it to me and yet another two years had pass.
There's a time that I want to go home but my pride is stopping me, I'm so broke as fuck right now but my grandpa will just laugh at me when I go home, babbling about how complicated life is outside.
No one knows my life way back when I'm still in my grandfather's house, as his only granddaughter I have tons of responsibility, that's why even for once I want to live normal.
I need to gain money for myself, I take part-time jobs but I still get fired because I don't know how to handle things right. It feels like I'm just wasting years of living like a rat.
It's hard to make money, others say that you don't need money to live cause you just need love...fuck love! can love feed me? Of course, it's not. if I have a lover and both of us have no food on the table and money in our pocket, both of us will die or the other one will find a significant other who can feed them.
Others also say that you just need to be happy to live, life is not all about happiness bruh, It's all about facing your flaws. You'll cry and laugh. It's a matter of fact that your purpose is not only to feel happiness but also pain. That's how life works. At a young age, all I received from my father is pain and disgust, he neglected me. when my father remarried again I just encounter the other side version of hell, I only experience happiness when the first time I set my foot outside my cage, the feeling that I finally released from prison...but crap, five years of being free without stable job and money is so damn.
"Lily! table 7!"
"Yeah! Coming!" I shouted and hurriedly walk to table 7, I put his order on the table and brightly smiled at him.
Even my morning is ruined I don't want to look rude in front of the customer, my boss will going to lecture me if someone complains about my resting bitch face.
"This is your order Sir," I said politely.
He's holding newspapers. I can't see his face. I tried to smile even I look constipated because this guy just snob me. I turned around, leaving him and continuing to work again.
Three-step away from him when I heard him talk. "Miss, wait." I took a deep breath before facing him again, he's looking at me using half of his face, he's wearing glasses but I can't see his whole face. I smiled at him. I raised my brow before talking. I don't want to look hostile infront of him.
"Yes Sir?, do you need anything?" I asked.
He put his newspaper down and intently look at me, my lips parted. He's wearing an eyeglass which made him more attractive. He looks so professional in his look but his hair is so messy, like who just woke up but as I stared him he became more handsome, this is the first time I see him here. This Diner is usually where students, couples and other employees resort when they have free time or to relax but I can't tell what kind of job this man have, he's hot and handsome though.
"Uh?-- do you need me?" I asked again. I saw Evron stopping himself from laughing from the counter, looks like he's watching me. that brute, he's eyeing me all the time.
His hawk mesmerizing eyes behind those glasses are making me uncomfortable. his long lashes and thick eyebrows. his proud and pointed nose and his naturally red lips are seducing. his jaw is perfectly sculpted, he's looking like a god. He is wearing black pants and black long sleeve polo, making him more attractive. Epitome of perfection, how can he be this flawless and hot?, He look like someone who's living in an elite society but looks can be deceiving.
"Miss, you have stain," he said.
I paused, trying to figure what he said. The other customers also look at my butt, I hear someone whistle and started to hear murmurs. When I realize what he's said I ran to the staff room to check if what he said are true. I'm so red when I faced the mirror. I check my back but there's no stain or anything in there. My brows shot as I ran back to the table where's the man who trick me.
All the compliments circulating in my head about him instantly vanished.
"You fucker!"
Did he just purposely embarrassed me?! or this is kind trippings?, I'm not confident of not having my monthly visit today because the irritation just this morning and not looking at my calendar made me doubt. The customers reactions made my face heated that I wanted to pull out their eyes. I even rush to the staff room to check if it's true.
"Hey! Lily!"
"Where are you going?"
"Lily table three."
I heard my coworkers calling me but I didn't mind. I just want to ask that man and also landed a punch on his face, he scammed me like it's just a piece of cake game for him. I have an anger issue that's why even little things I get pissed, I'm calm with other situation but timing can change my whole mood, this might be so immature but being tricked while I'm working is an insolent behavior. I stopped when I reach his table but he's nowhere to be found. His newspaper is rolled up on the table and he didn't even touch his order.
I ran through the entrance, the bell rang when a harshly open the door. I open it with a pissed face plastered on my face. The people who are walking on the sidewalk stopped because of the distraction.
"Where did he go?" I asked to myself trying to calm myself.
I roam my eyes to find him, he must be still here. Walking or took a cab. That scam! how dare he!, I'm Exasperated about being played and doing that with people around.
I stop when I sight a familiar man who's leaning against a Dravit grey metallic convertible BMW. He is Cross arming. He is wearing a shade and looking around, when he saw me he raised his hand and wave. I ignore him, avoiding his gaze. what is he doing here?
I feel sweat forming in the tip of my nose and forehead. I sigh, I think I need to find another job because I just made a futile scene.
"Miss, here's a hankie" someone extends a handkerchief in front of me. "You're sweating." He said, he tried to dab it lightly in my forehead to my nose, the fragrant invaded my nose.
I grabbed the stranger's handkerchief and wipe my own sweat. If I just ignore that man and didn't rush to find him just to beat him up by saying that thing I will not going to have a problem after this. my boss will surely lecture about my actions when I enter the Diner again.
"Thanks." I look at him, I stopped wiping my sweat when I saw his face. There's a soft smile plastered in his handsome face, his eyes behind his glasses are drowning me.
"Y-you asshole!" I hissed him, he just grin. He leaned and lick my ear, my body tickled because of the contact we shared.
"Stop the ruckus woman." He whispered sexily. "Resign in your work Lily Morgan, I have better job to offer." he said and put something in my pocket. He glance at me and grins before walking as if nothing happened.
I stayed like a statue, processing what happened...did just someone touch me?--no lick my ear!
What the actual fuck?...t-that pervert!
