Hey guys! It's daughterofposeidonhere! I just finished my first fic "What Life Brings". You guys should go check it out. :)
Anyway, here is something new that I wanted to offer to you guys. It's a Clace Fic so, I hope you guys enjoy reading this.
NOTE: This is an AU and OOC. You have been warned.
DISCLAMER: Cassie Clare owns the Characters, I own the plot and the story line.
"One Mocha Frapp for Andie" I ringed the bell and to catch the customer's attention. From table 6, a girl who has a body like a super model came closer. My self-esteem sunk deeper like Titanic as Barbie approached me.
"Thanks" she said as I gave her the frapp. I just gave her a nod.
I looked at the clock and my shift was almost over. 5 more minutes.
"Hey, Clary! Can you clean up table 4?" Luke, the owner of SunRise Cafe, asked me.
"Okay! But after this, I'm heading home okay?" I said.
"Oh! I totally forgot to tell you. Emma can't work today so, you have to cover her shift."
I gawked at him. I can't believe Emma's won't come to work today. Again! I specifically told everyone that I need to get off of work so that I can attend the writing seminar at NYU. What? Does she and her bimbo pose had an emergency go-to-the-club-so-that-we-can-flirt-guys-we-want-to-sleep-with today? Just because she's Luke's niece doesn't mean that she can just go to work whenever she feels like to!
"But, Luke! You know I have to attend a writing seminar at NYU at 7. I can't afford to miss that."
"I know how much it means to you but we're short on staff. Sorry kiddo. I'll double your pay, okay?"
I clenched my fist so hard I could punch Luke right now. But of course, I won't do that. I need the job. I need the money.
I went to the table 4 and cleaned the mess up. Someone spilled some coffee on the floor. Seriously?! Does this people know how to drink coffee?! I felt a hand over my head and I looked up.
"I see smoke coming out of your nose, Little Red." Seb smiled at me and handed me the mop. It's really a good thing that Seb's here. He's not really a friend but he's very nice to a lot of people. Especially with girls.
"I just can't believe Emma! She's so... She's such..."
"A selfish bitch"
"Yes! Oh my gosh! Thank you!" I looked at him skeptically, "You know, I still can't believe you two dated."
Seb laughed. "Actually, I can't believe it either. I guess because she's great in bed."
That sent shudders all over my body. "Ugh. TMI"
He just laughed and walked back to the counter. I continued to mop the floor until it was clean enough and went back to work. SunRise Cafe is not as big and as popular as Starbucks but here in our neighborhood, it comes second. After giving an Americano and Cheesecake to a guy with afro hair, I glanced at the clock. 7:23.
When I see that selfish bitch, I'm going to strangle her.
When I see that selfish bitch, I'm going to strangle her.
That Blondie just can't get it. Just how many times will I have to say that I will not go out, let alone sleep with her. I can't believe my dad would hire her as my secretary.
"Dad! I swear! I never harassed that woman! She was the one harassing me!" I was already exasperated.
"Alright, Jace. I believe you. You're over reacting, son." My dad said in a cool manner.
I sat down furiously on his couch. "Fire her."
My dad looked at me and from the looks of it, what he was about to say won't be in favor of me.
"Dad, come on! I'm your son!"
"But she's the daughter of one of our stockholders. We can't fire her, we'll lose one of our biggest partner."
"Then I'll quit."
"Jace, don't be so immature."
I clenched my fist so hard that I might punch my dad. I really can though.
"I'm not being immature. Dad! To be completely honest, I'm so tired with the company! I'm tired of my work. I'm tired of being in the shadow of a Herondale!"
"But you are a Herondale." I can see that he's just collecting himself, trying not to yell at me. He never yelled at me. Not once. Not ever.
"I know! And I'm just sick of people wanting to be with me just because I'm a Herondale!"
He kept silent. I can see in his face that he wanted to say something but decided not to, so I kept on talking.
"Look, Dad, I know how great it is to be a Herondale. Don't you think I know? It's just that, I'm always Jace Herondale, the grandson of the richest man ever known in the Business World and not just Jace Herondale."
"I want to know how it feels like to be just Jace. To have friends that only wants to be my friend because I'm a Herondale or to have dates or girlfriend who'd want to get with me and sleep with me just so that they can brag it to their friends that they slept with a Herondale."
"I want to live outside this whole Herondale thing. It suffocates me. I want to live on my own."
When I was done with my, oh so great and dramatic speech. Dad just looked at me and I waited for his response. And waited. And waited until I he stood up from his chair and walked to the window behind his desk.
"Go to sleep, Jace. You need rest."
I can't believe it. I wanted to argue and keep on explaining to him but I was way to tired. I just stood up walked my way out of him office and slammed the door so hard that I swear, I heard the hinges loosen.
I was cleaning up the counter when Seb came back from taking the trash out. I looked at the clock, 11:34. Luke came down from upstairs, "Great job today guys. As expected."
Duh, it's not like your other employee is doing her job at all. I wanted to say that but decided to keep my mouth shut.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow. Ah, Clary. You can leave early tomorrow."
"No need. There won't be a writing seminar tomorrow, obviously." I heard the bitterness in my voice. Luke looked at me and I can see it in his face that he was really sorry. He should be. She has a selfish bitch for a niece.
"I am really sorry, Clary."
I just nodded and got my stuff. Luke locked up the cafe and Seb and I said our good byes.
"Are you sure you don't want me to take you home. It's already late." He asked me before I we separated.
"Yeah. My apartment is just a 15 minute walk from here. And the street lights are on so, no worries."
"Okay, then. See you tomorrow, Little Red."
As I walked back to my apartment, I was still infuriated. I was imagining things to Emma that if Luke knew what those were, he's fire me right away. She's been always like that. She'll just go to work whenever she feels like it and when she does shows up, all she ever did was flirt with Seb or flirt with male customers.
I kicked an empty can of coke out of frustration. I was still lost in my mind when I heard footsteps. I looked behind me, there were a bunch of guys behind me. I looked away and began to walk faster. My heart's beating fast. Just when I was one block away from my apartment, someone snatched my bag. I saw those creepy guys from behind run as fast as they could.
I was dumbfounded. I wanted to scream at them. I wanted to run towards them and get my bag back and beat them to death. I want to call Jon. But instead, I stood frozen on my spot, looking at the guys who stole my bag. The bag that had my wallet. The bag that had my apartment key. The bag that had my notes and the usb that contained all my written works.
All my stories.
The story that I was going to get published.
The story that I worked hard on.
In just a blink of an eye, that story was...
Gone.
So? What do you guys think? Shall I continue? Please read and review and share this to others :) It would be much appreciated.
I'll try my best to post twice a month on this. Though I'm already down in writing Chapter 4. So, yeah.
Thank you for taking your time to read my works. :)
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