THE CONTRACT : AN UNDYING LOVE 2 Chapter Two

It was almost 6 in the morning, I have work and I have breakfast to make before we go out.

Urgh!

I stood up and stretched my body, got into the bathroom, washed my hair and took my bath. After that, I got dressed.

I don't usually have trouble with what to wear, I pretty much wear what makes me comfortable. But in this case, I have a uniform, you know how those girls dress in a cafe and look all s.l.u.tty? With the short skirt and they expose their b.o.o.bs? Well, my boss wants us to practically dress that way.

He says it makes customers feel excited to come back.

Also considering our cafe is one of the expensive cafe in downtown and has a very good view so people come there a lot.

But, I don't dress that way, I mean my skirt is short, and a little bit tight but not that tight. It's not hugging my body, and my shirt is definitely b.u.t.toned up, not to choke me but... You know what I mean.

"Jason" I called out in a singing tune. He's probably still sleeping.

"Jason, you better wake up or I'll come up there and pour you some very very cold water" I shout this time around.

No answer

"Jason!" I shout again.

I don't want to go up there else my eggs will get burn.

I'm almost done tho.

"Do you have to scream that loud? The neighbours might think I have a crazy sister" Jason said, getting down from the stairs and all dressed.

Hmmmm that's surprising.

"Ha ha ha very funny" I said shaking my head.

"Come on let's eat, its past 7 already"

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We finished eating and I went to drop Jason off at school.

I was at work now, after knowing how many tables I have. I got to work.

"Hey Amy, come over here" Ca.s.sie whispered to me, dragging me by the hand to a corner.

"Why are you whispering and dragging me?" I asked releasing my hand from her grip.

" Special Table is available and I thought you might want it, you know the kind of people that book it" she winks

Special Table is expensive because its excluded from the public eye, and its in a private room. People usually book ahead before they come.

"Wow thanks Ca.s.sie, sure I'll take it"

She smiled and patted my back leaving me and I walk to Special Table.

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"Hi, I'm your waitress for today, what may I get you?" I asked smiling at the guy that is so far from paying any attention to me because he is busy, making out with this blonde girl.

I clear my throat.

"Uhm excuse me Sir, would you like t...." I was cut off by the guy

"Can't your little brain tell you, am busy and come back?" He says turning to look at me with disgust.

What the h.e.l.l?

I don't have any means of getting money, this job may be annoying but its the only way I'm getting paid.

I exhales.

"I am sorry sir, but I have other tables to attend to so, please would you like to order?" I asked politely again.

"Urgh you are so annoying, just get us some french wine" the Blondie said annoyingly.

I smiled.

Turning to walk away and bring their oder the Blondie muttered something like s.l.u.t.

Hmmph what is she?

I just walk away to bring their orders.

I came back but the Blondie was not their anymore.

Thank G.o.d

After pouring the wine the guy said he didn't want the type I brought and asked me to go change it.

"But I've opened it already, and this was the one your girlfriend asked me to bring" I said getting really frustrated.

"Whatever" was all he said.

Rolling my eyes I turned and mistakenly b.u.mped into the Blondie.

"Oh I am sorry, I didn't know you were...." I was cut off, with a very sharp pain on my face.

Did she just slapped me? h.e.l.l no.

I hit her face so hard, I felt the sharp pain in my hand.

She was taken aback. With her mouth wide open.

"Don't. You. Ever. Hit. Me" I said pointing my index finger at her.

She stormed out with annoyance.

I turned and the other guy was just smirking

"What?" I asked gesturing my hand to him.

"I like you" he said smirking more. I just rolled my eyes and walked out.

On getting outside I saw my boss walking towards my direction.

This can't be good.

He came up and started shouting and screaming, throwing his hands in the air, I didn't even hear all he was saying.

"You're fired" okay I pretty much heard that one.

" w-what?" I stuttered.

" you're fired" he repeated

"But, but you didn't even hear me out" I defended.

"I don't want to, this lady is from a very known and powerful family and I don't want problem in my cafe" he said gesturing to the stupid Blondie standing beside him, smirking.

"Alright" I shoved past him to pick my purse and say bye to Ca.s.sie and got out.

I need air.

I started to drive home with my body fill with anger and frustration.

Getting to the front of my house I saw some group of people looking like engineers or something.

Getting down I walked to them

"May I help you please?" I asked one of the men.

"We're from the building agency and uhm who are you?" He asked.

"I'm the owner of this house"

"Not anymore, we're taking over this property, it was a loan given to the Watson family and I'm sorry to say but the time of expiration has exceeded and we have to collect it." He explained.

I was totally out of this earth

What the h.e.l.l?

" n-n-no you must be mistaking, this belonged to my parents and you can't take this from my brother and I, where should we live? And they never mentioned anything like this to me" I finished.

"You should take a look at this doc.u.ments, we'll be giving you three days to vacate ma'am. We're sorry" and they all began to leave.

What the h.e.l.l is happening, first my job and now the house?

Oh G.o.d...

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I've been crying my a.s.s out for more than two hours now. After reading the doc.u.ments, it happened to be true after all.

I dont know how I'm going to tell Jason this.

What should I do?

I picked my phone and decided to take a walk.

I wasn't focusing on the road when I mistakenly b.u.mped into someone again.

I looked up and apologized.

Shortly I got a message and I opened it, and it happen to be from the company I applied for a job.

That seems nice.

I got an interview tomorrow morning.

Wow I literally jumped. I guess this day may not turn out all bad.

I'm not going to tell Jason any of these yet.

I'll go for the interview first and see how it turns.

For now, I'll head back home to make dinner.

I hope it turns out well tomorrow....