Chapter Nine

LUCY'S POV

"Ahh! Hermana, so you do remember me?" he says. I ignore him taking my former position. He continues to speak, but I block him out.

Then a shadow blocks me, I look up and see Steve with an 'are you kidding me look'. "Why are you not attending to this customer? He's been standing here for the past 5 mins"

"Well 5 mins hasn't killed anyone now, has it? Although I wish it could" I reply nonchalantly

"Get up your sorry butt and attend to him. I don't pay you 10 bucks an hour to lazy around" he orders stalking off. I huff, but do as ordered. I don't get paid 10 bucks an hour for nothing, apparently.

"Cut to the case, what do you want?" I growl

"Well, that's no way to speak to someone you haven't seen in along time, is it? No hi, how are you?" He shakes his head, arms folded grinning

"If that person is someone who you thought was never going to leave, but actually does, I think I can speak to the person any fucking way I want" I snap.

"Now, I'll ask again, what the fuck do you want?" I frown

"I'll have a orange juice with pepperoni pizza medium sized, and some fries" he smiles

"That's not what I meant and you know it!" I frown

"Well, thats what I meant" he grins. I roll my eyes, and after a few, I hand him his order. "Gracias, hermana" he smiles knowing he's getting on my nerves and head to a table.

Don't be fooled by the Spanish he speaks, I bet you that's the only words he knows, hermana and gracias. What an idiot!

Carlos. Carlos Dayton. He still hasn't changed since the last time I saw him, no surprise there. His golden brown hair that was longer, is now neck length and is scattered over his head. It looks disheveled, as if he has been running his hands through it. He normally does that when he's bored, or nervous.

I guess that's one thing we have in common.

You must be wondering where he's from and how I know him. We were friends back in California. Him, I, Lucas, and Trent. We were like a family, I was the only girl in their midst, so they treated me like their sister and we were all happy together. We did almost everything together, looked out for each other. That is, until they arrived.

By they, I mean the girls they started dating. Then I wasn't the badass bitch I am now. I was actually a nice, easy going girl. I smiled a lot, I was actually happy with my life. But after a few weeks, things changed. The girls hated me for no reason and soon, I was no longer included in their activities. We no longer hung out and even when we did, it was to go do things that their girls wanted. It happened that way and little by little, they all left, and I was all alone.

Just like my dad did. Truth be told, I cried a lot when he left. We were very close. Being an only child meant I enjoyed all of my parents attention. With mum mostly at work, I always hung out with dad. When I found out he had another family elsewhere, and that my mum was his mistress, it tore me apart. I stopped loving him. My hatred was so much more. Our once steady family was now in ruins. A few days after we found out, he packed and left forever.

And it broke my heart. Why am I always the one left behind, why am I always pushed aside like I'm a burden. Was I too much a trouble, that no one wanted me around. I did my best trying to please everyone, to make sure we all were happy. I guess they were but not with me. I was so hurt by their actions.

The only one who stood by me was Lucas. My best friend. He gave me a reality check. He didn't date anyone, was always by my side. He never left and was always there for me through thick and thin and that's why he means a lot to me.

They say behind every bad bitch, there's a good girl who got tired of everyones bullshit.

Well that saying is true, because I did get tired of all their bullshit, that why when mum said I was gonna move, I didn't really fight back. I was glad that I was leaving. I planned that no one would ever get close enough to hurt me again and no one will.

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It was my turn to lock the shop, Steve said it was because I came late, I should see it as a punishment. But Carlos was still here, sitting at a table with his phone in his hand. I huff and stomp over to his table.

"Look, dude. I was supposed to leave here like 20 mins ago, could you get the hell out, so I can lock up and go home. I'm really tired"

"I was waiting for you so we could head out together" he says smiling and my frown deepens.

I say nothing and head back to the counter, removing my apron, I place it in a drawer. I turn off the lights and head out with Carlos trailing behind me. Once I lock up, I head towards the parking lot to my car. The air is chilly and windy, like it's about to rain. Better head home soon.

I unlock my car and turn around. He's still behind me. Aughh! What's a girl gotta do to have so time to herself.

"What do you want, Carlos?" I ask

"Wow! You do home service? In that case, I'd like a burger with fri-"

"That's not what I mean and you know it!" I yell frustrated. "Why are you here? After all these years, you finally decided to reach out to me?"

He looks at me with guilt in his eyes, then he brings his head low. " I am so sorry, Lucia, I didn't me-"

"It's lucy, not Lucia" I cut him off. He looks confused, "what?"

"I said my name is Lucy and not Lucia. Lucia is long gone, she's no longer here. The girl you once knew is no more, she left a long time ago" I say my voice low

"God, Lucia- lucy" he corrects himself, "I am so sorry. I didn't know what came over me. I thought I was in love, but I was wrong. Pls forgive me." he pleads.

I stay silent still pondering on his words.

"If it makes you feel any better, I broke up with her after you left" he says.

"Really? You broke up after I left? Wow thats so great. So it took me leaving to get you to see straight. That's amazing, how about we forget about everything and become good friends again?" I say sarcastically

"Really?"

"What? No, you moron! You think you coming back here will erase all the pain I felt. All the anguish you guys caused me. Well think again, bro. WAKE THE FUCK UP" rain starts to pour heavily on us but I don't care, I have a lot of things to say.

"You guys left me, you knew my dad left just like that. Heck, I told you guys everything and what do you do, exactly what he did" right now tears are running down my face but I don't care. He tries to come forward but I stop him.

"Just go to where you came from. I don't want to see you. You're out of my life and thats the way I want it to be. I don't care where it is you go, even if it's hell but leave me alone. My life's going great without you in it".

With that I enter my car and drive off, leaving him standing in the rain. I don't try to clean the tears, I let them flow. Once I reach my house, I get out and head inside sniffing. I take a hot bath, change into my night wear and lay on my bed, drifting off to sleep.