Mated With Five Boys

Chapter 16: Coffee Shop Girl.

"Keep love in your heart.A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead’ 

The walk home was long, the fact that Axel was following behind me in his car made it longer.

At first, he was trying to hide it but now he was just creeping right behind me.

Occasionally there was a frustrated honk from the people behind him but he would just honk right back, not giving a single care in the world.

It was frustrating, I wish he would just leave me alone.

I can't handle the constant change in behaviors and feelings, it was just too much.

If you like someone tell them, show them.

If you hate someone, push them off a really high cliff.

It's so simple.

But for Axel, he rather leave me hanging off the cliff, dangling helplessly.

But that doesn't matter because I'm done with him, utterly and unbelievably done with them.

If I ever saw him again it would be too soon, but unfortunately for me, I live right across the hall from him.

I tried to ignore him, totally block out his entire existence but every once in a while he would honk at me which would make me almost jump out of my skin and of course it was the funniest thing in the world to him.

After the third time of scaring me, I was furious.

I huffed out and turned around to face him.

He was laughing uncontrollably and I'm pretty sure his face was turning red.

"Axel!" I shouted when he rolled down the window.

"Mia." He chuckled.

"What's your problem?" I look at him bewildered.

"What do you mean." He gave me a look.

"I can't handle your identity crisis!"

I shouted, throwing my hands up in the air, I can't believe this kid.

"Look, I know I was jerk-"

"A jerk? Try a raging asshole." I spat.

"Just get in the car and let me take you home." He sighed.

"Kiss my ass!" I shouted at him.

"Excuse me?" Axel looked at me amused.

"Kiss.My.Ass." I repeat slowly.

"I mean if you insist"He laughed loudly.

"I can't stand you; I told him.

"Then sit."

He smiled cheekily, patting the passenger's seat.

"I'm done with this,’ I whispered more to myself than to him.

"You know you're kinda hot when you're mad." He smirked.

His words made me sick.

"What happened to being less than average?"

I repeated his words, I couldn't help the hurt that came out along with them.

"Angel I didn't mea-" He started.

"You know what? Just forget it.

I'm over it, I just want you to leave me alone.

That shouldn't bother you since you wish you never met me, right?"

I forced a laugh, trying not to let his words affect me.

I didn't bother waiting for a reply, I'm tired of feeling like this.

I began walking down the sidewalk trying to stop myself from kicking Axel's stupid expensive car which he probably got from the drugs he sold.

I was still following the GPS on my phone and as of right now it has me walking through downtown, I'm pretty sure I was a couple of blocks away from where I paint the portrait of my mom, a couple of blocks away from where I felt like I came alive again.

I couldn't help but think of what my mother would say about the choices I've made, would she be proud? I doubt it, I haven't done anything to make her proud.

Sometimes I wish I was the one that died, I would have gladly given my life for hers.

The last words my mom had said to me was I'm sorry.

She was laying in a hospital bed dying and she told me she was sorry.

Even to this day, that memory breaks my heart.

I should have been the one to say sorry, I couldn't save her or make her pain go away.

I could only watch as she suffered.

remember that day

her bed and weakly grabbed my

her many blessings I

in her eyes when she told me

so angry that she left

cheeks made me realize I

head and

a grip

looked into the windows of the various shops I was walking past, trying to clear my

a "Work Wanted"

debated on going inside for a few moments, the faster I get a job the fast I can get

back at Axel and saw he was on the phone with someone

the piece of paper off the glass and walked

of a bell when I open the front door and I was hit with the smell of coffee

shop was called "Betty's

do work

in love with

of

a white apron that said Betty's Cafe,

walked towards her and

she

can I

voice was

talk to

I asked awkwardly.

the owner will work

She grinned.

she owned this place? "I was hoping you were still looking for people to hire,’ I told her, placing the flyer on the dark wooden bar that

back up to me,

"What's your name?"

eyes landed on my

"Mia."

I cleared my throat.

She

"Seventeen” I rushed out.

you have any experience

her apron that was

ma'am” I said looking down

embarrassed, I

you a

She questioned.

"Yes!"

lifted my head to

this Mia, come in on Sunday and I'll train you on the

latte for a customer

warn you though, there

less than

Saturdays are open mic nights, those are the busiest days so you'll more

register because it's just me and now you

gave me a

"l understand”I told her.

to somewhere in the back and I took that as her way

pushing the cafe's door open to continue my walk home which I needed to hurry because it was

was prepared to see Axel waiting for me, ready to follow me home but he was nowhere

"Over here!"

Someone called out.

"Rylan?"

gave him a

his hand waving

but smile at

you doing

when I

radar went off, it's like a six sense

He grinned at me.

called you didn't

the phone

like

joked, staring at

did he tell

I asked curiously.

about him being an idiot so

saw the corner of

couldn't help but laugh at

Rylan, I don't get why I

and undeniably attractive, I can see why Kina was

have to have a thing for the malevolent

the car over and turned sideways

is different about you Sweet

declared, narrowing his

"What do you mean?"

I asked him.

"I don't know yet."

He stated.

not a forced laugh

He told me.

"And you kissed Axel."

at

sighed

put my finger on it yet I watched as he turned the right way in his seat and pulled the

me know

with mine, I instantly wanted to

good 10 minutes before

likes me.’’ He blurted

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