I don't have any idea on what to do.
Should I shut my brain or shoot a bullet through?
At this age, life has been boring to me whenever I look back to distant memories.
I'm twenty-eight, living the age of a sixty-two year old virgin.
I'm living the life of an old, lonely woman, dying on her own.
''What's your order, Madame?'' a teenage girl wearing a brown apron with the StellBracks logo asked. I am inside of the largest mall in the city.
''A latte please.'' I said and reached for my purse. Staring pair of eyes stopped me from grabbing my wallet.
I look towards me and it was the girl who si supposedly preparing my latte.
''What is it, Miss?'' I asked.
''I need the size for your latte.''
''You should've asked. Your stare is creeping me out, Miss...'' I looked at her name tag. ''...Isabella...''
''Yeah, I am Isabella. Your size please.''
''I want the medium one.''
''I need your name, Miss.'' she said as she held a paper and a pen, looking at me with the sparkly eyes I've ever seen.
''It's Elaine.''
''Elaine?'' she asked.
''Yes, Elaine. E...L...A...I...N...E. That's how my mother spell it.''
''Okay. Thank you, Ms. Elaine. Please wait at one of the vacant tables.'' she said and turned around.
''Like I'll ever seat to an occupied table...'' I said to myself.
I found an empty table but it's placed near a horny bunch of teenagers. Their kissing. Tongue war is happening just 2 meters away from me.
''Ohhh...'' one of the girls moaned.
Guess they were never taught proper etiquette in a coffee shop.
''Ms. Harley, your mocha is ready.'' The barista girl said.
''SHUT UP DAMN TWAT! I'M HAVING SEX HERE!'' the girl that moaned earlier said.
''Then I'll just put it here.''
''Goddamn it!'' The girl named Harley said and separates from his hunky man,
I just watched her going to the barista.
''Your a student in our school, right?'' she asked Isabella.
''Yes, I do.'' Isabella answered.
''Then learn manners.'' She said.
Isabella was shook by Harley's behavior. People were gazing at Harley as soon as she went back to her seat. She did not care, instead she continued making out with her boyfriend.
I couldn't stand it.
I touch my coffee to see if it's still hot. Unluckily, it's not. But it's okay. At least it'll stain.
I stood up, walk towards Harley's table. She did not notice. I can feel the eyes of the people of the shop, including her friends. I stare back to them as I stop in front of this horny teenagers.
I look at them with disgust before pouring my drink to them.
I can hear the gasp the people made.
''WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!'' Harley asked.
''Just pouring my drink to a bitch.''
''I'm sorry?'' she said.
''Apology accepted.'' I said.
''I did not say that to apologize.'' she said and grabbed a few tissue.
''I did not pour that drink on you to waste my money, too. You were being an asshole to that barista. I think you deserve that.''
All the people staring at us clapped their hands.
''DESERVE!'' one of the customers said.
''You ruined my uniform!!!''
''Oh, is that your uniform?'' I asked.
''Yes, it is!''
''Looked like a rug to me.'' I quickly left their table and grabbed my bag. I went to Isabella and gave her a 50 dollar tip. I saw the shock and gratitude in her eyes.
''Keep it, dear.''
''Thank you, Ms. Elaine!'' I hear Isabella shout as I walked out of the shop.
I looked at my watch. It's 8:22 am. Still a bit early for me to go to work. I went inside the elevator and pressed the button leading to the parking lot.
While walking towards my car, I noticed somebody following me. I look back, wondering who could it be. Thought it might be those teenagers.
''Angry, ey?'' I asked myself.
All I see are lovers, families and individual getting in and out of their vehicles.
''Am I imagining things now?'' I asked myself.
I threw my bag at the backseat as soon as I opened my car.