About a week later, we have a job, a new address, and a new dog in the home. I'm working at another restaurant and Clair is working at a café across the street.
I've had this job for 3 days and I'm ready to quit. All I've heard is nagging, and bitching from the other employees. On top of that the customers have a stank ass attitude towards me too. What's up with this town? I thought.
Right now I'm having a team deathmatch stare contest. "Ice water, now." Is all she can say after she stood here for 15 minutes in line, then another 10 to decide what she wants. She decides all she wants is iced water! Ooooooo let me catch you. Bitch! I thought starkly.
I type it in and say "10 cents please." When she smirks and gives me a dime, I turn and get her ice water, then give it to her with the same fake smile on my face.
I roll my eyes when she turns and walks away. It's not just her. There are a bunch of women coming in here acting like that. I've had to put a couple in their place. The fuck is up with this town?
I saw the doors open and in comes a man with a black pair of kinda tight but a little loose still pair of jeans and a grey tee shirt. He has black hair and blue eyes. I've seen him a few times talking with all the other waitresses and some of the snobby female customers. The other employees can magically work when he walks in.
I already hate him. All these waitresses he's hit on I know at least once since I've been here. Except me, he doesn't even look my way. I'm glad he hasn't noticed me. I'd rather steer clear. He looks like trouble. Even though he talks to all these girls. He still watches me, the whole time he's here. Why am I so attracted to him, and for some reason I'm jealous as hell that he talks to all these girls and doesn't say shit to me. I don't get why I feel this way. What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm not a jealous person.
I move back and start helping fill orders with the cooks. When all of a sudden a waitress taps my shoulder. I turn and look, it's the shy girl. I actually like her. I can't ever remember these girls' names though.
"A customer is asking to speak with you about his order." She said and walked off.
I looked at the counter, it was him. Looking me right in my eyes, challenging me. So I walked over and asked. "Can I help you?" With a fake smile on my face.
"I hope so. See I've been questioning everyone that works here about you." He said. "Your new here, and I'd like to help you get to see the place better. Let me take you on a tour of the town. Please."
I sigh, I knew it was a matter of time. "I don't have time for this." I sigh, and give an eye roll. "Some of us have to work for a living. Not all of us got everything handed to us growing up."
I turned and walked back to help fill orders when he stopped me with a growl, and a tug of my arm. "Don't walk away from me again."
I froze, again? "What are you talking about?" It can't be. No your dumb for thinking it. It's not Damon. I told myself.
"Will you please join me?" He asked. Gesturing to the seat beside him.
"I'm working, what could you possibly need from me?" I asked, giving him a skeptical eye. Secretly I really just want to sit down like he said, and listen to anything he tells me, and that is what makes me fight everything.
"Your presence that's all." He said with a hopeful smile.
I see right through him. It's not gonna work on me. Yep he's a player, time to move on. I thought to myself. He's not going to charm his way into my pants like I'm sure he did with these other poor girls around here. Its obvious. "Well I'm sorry but if it's my presence you need, sorry your shit outta luck." I said, smiled, turned, and walked away. Ha, score one for me, I thought with a grin.
He walked away from the counter, but for some reason I felt his eyes still on me. Why is the weirdo watching me? I asked myself.
I looked around and every girl behind the counter stared at me with shocked faces. I look at them like you got a problem, and they went back to work. What the fuck is everybody's problem today?
My shift ended after Clairs did. So after I was done, I hurried to her car as fast as I could. He was opening the door when I got in her car. Ha! Can't catch me. I thought with a grin on my face. Till next time.
"What's up with you?" Clair said.
I looked at her. "What do you mean?"
"Your grinning ear to ear." She paused. "I haven't seen you smile like that since we moved."
"OH nothing I just love it when I out smart a guy." I shrugged. "And this one has been all over the other waitresses. So yea he for sure is not gonna touch me."
She started laughing. "Of course you would turn it into a game of cat and mouse."
"I did not." I say. Shocked.
"Any other guy and you would have ignored him." She said then shook her head. "Something is off about these people though."
I sigh. "They're all asswholes." I shrug. "Everyone of them in this town."
"You're right." She said smiling.
That's when I realized we were still sitting in the parking lot. "Can we go? Please?" I asked her.
It was too late because he was tapping on her window. She rolled her window down a little, not a whole lot. Just a crack and said "can I help you with something?"
"Yes, you can." He smiles, he has a gorgeous smile. He is quite handsome I will admit. My heart beat picked up again at the sight of him. "See your friend over there." He gestured to me. "I have been really trying to understand why she is running from me. She refuses to talk to me. I just wanna talk to her. Everytime I walk threw the front doors to that restaurant she runs." He gives me a look that says, I'll play that game of cat and mouse. My breath catches in my throat. "I don't understand why." He looked me deep in my eyes, that's when I saw the flash in his eyes. Werewolf.
"Clair go, he's a werewolf!" I shouted, and his eyes turned to shock, then anger.
"Clair, don't leave, pull over, please. Please don't make me chase yall, that's my mate you have in your car." He said as he kicked the back door behind Clair when she crunk up the vehicle. He kicked it so hard the sedan bounced to the side. We both scream, I hit my head on the window. Clairs head bounced off the steering wheel. My heart was pounding so hard. Clair rolled the window up and crunk the car up.
"Clair go! He's gonna turn me in! There's more coming!" I screamed at her. As more werewolves started coming out of nowhere. She stomped the gas as hard as she could. We spun off away from him. Man how I wish Damon was here with me. That asswhole wouldn't have gotten even remotely close. He would have ripped the mother fuckers throat out.
"I told you there was something off about this town." Clair said, hitting the steering wheel with the palm of her hand. "Octavia, he called you his mate!"
"He lied. I can't be mates with a werewolf. I'm a fairy Clair. Werewolves love the taste of fairy blood. Ok, I may not have my essence, but I'm still fairy." I took several deep breaths to slow my heart rate. I looked into the back seat where that man kicked the car door. The back seat behind Clair was dented inwards at a horrible angle.
"I don't understand how everytime we turn around lately all everybody wants to do is try to cause us harm." She sighed. "There was a guy doing the same at my job. I don't know how I lost him."
"Let's go home. I need a run after the day I've had." I said. Sighing.
"Want me to come with you." Clair asked, glancing at me.
"That's up to you. I know you miss patience." I said smiling.
She smiled back. "Yes I do."
I laughed because I knew she did. It's amazing though, that she has found something that makes her feel whole again. I smiled just thinking about it, but honestly it makes me sad, reminding me about my guardian angel I left back at my other house. I'm not whole anymore without him.
I miss him. I feel like I abandoned him somehow. It hurts. I still don't understand why it bothers me so bad. Like it completely just broke my heart. Why does it hurt that I
left him? I don't understand. I love that little wolf of mine. My guardian, my savior, and I just left. No goodbye no nothing just left. I thought. Blinking back tears again.