Chapter 13

Beca

"Why should I give you a job if you don't even have a high school degree?" Amy asks, her australian accent coating the words. She's the owner of diner and I'm currently trying to convince her to hire me. None of my other choices accepted me so this is my last resort.

"I may not have finished high school but I'm pretty smart contrary to what others might say about me." Great, talk back to your possible future boss why don't you. Do you even want a job Beca?

"I'm looking at your old records and it doesn't look like you did very well in school." I sigh, not sure if I should even be trying this or not.

"I was a rebellious teenager and never turned in my homework. If I had, I wouldn't be trying to get a job here, no offense."

"None taken. You're very straightforward. I like that."Amy smiles and glances at my resume again. "Before I make any decisions, tell me why I should hire you." I only have to think about it for a second before I respond.

"Because I'm a hard worker,"I answer. "I need this job to take care of my daughter and because of her, I will do everything to keep it. You will never meet someone more dedicated than me and I promise, I'm not stupid like you believe. I'm not a bitch, though I can be sometimes, like people say. The stories that you've heard about why I left or why I came back are probably not true. If I need to explain all that to you just to get this job, I will no matter how hard it is for me." Amy just stares at me for a second before beaming.

"Congratulations, you just got yourself a new job." I grin and hold back a squeal of excitement.

"Thank you,"I tell her and frown when she holds her hand up.

"I have one condition though,"she says and my smile fades away. "I want you to be the manager."

"Are you sure?"I shake my head, not sure I heard her right.

"Yes,"she nods. "You've shown to be much more promising than my manager that I have now. If you do well today, I'll see about giving you a raise." She leaves the room, waving at me to follow her. I scramble to get up, not wanting to risk losing this amazing opportunity.

….

A few hours later, I'm working on taking orders and serving the food. Amy's been watching me like a hawk the whole time. I've been working hard on not screwing up.

"How may I help you today?"I ask the next table, focusing my gaze on my notepad. I look up sharply at the familiar voice.

"I'll just have some coffee,"Chloe says and I blush, remembering flirting with her the last time we saw each other. I hadn't meant to at the time but I couldn't help it.

"Okay. I'll be right back with that,"I say and speed away. She's so intimidating with her all business attitude and model worthy body. If I only had the guts to kiss her. If I did, what would she do? Kiss me back? Or push me away and call me disgusting, like many others have? Most people in this town believe that all I did during high school was sleep around and be a bitch. I know that I could and can be a bitch, but so can everybody else. The sleeping around though? I didn't lose my virginity until I was 17 and it was with Jesse. I had dated quite a bit with girls and guys, but we never went any further than making out. I made sure of that.

"Here you go,"I say too brightly, down because of thoughts of the past and what Chloe probably thinks of me. Chloe frowns and I realize that I stayed there just a tad bit too long. Practically running over to the next table, I somehow manage not to trip. I work for a while when someone taps me on the shoulder, making me jump.

"Sorry,"Chloe says and takes my hand in hers. "I was wondering if we could have that interview here real quick. I know that you're uncomfortable at the police station."

"I'm working,"I manage to get out, breathless from the tingling sensation running up and down my arms from Chloe's touch.

"Amy will understand,"she says and leads me over to a booth. I sit across from her and she gets a notepad and a pen out. She looks up at me and I take a deep breath. Time to begin.

"How did you meet Jesse?"

"Actually, we met here. I snuck out of the house to get some coffee and Jesse had just moved here."

"Did you go up to him first or did he come up to you?"

"He came up to me but I had noticed him about an hour before. He introduced himself and we hit it off."

"Did you hide it from your parents right off the bat or what?"

"No, I told them but we waited a few weeks before he came over for dinner."

"Your parents told me that he avoided all questions that had to with his parents. Did he ever tell you anything?"

"He would occasionally mention that they were horrible people, but other than that, he never said anything." Something pokes at me from the back of my mind, but I push it away.

"Are you sure? Did he ever say anything about them being murdered or where he was when it happened?"

"They were murdered?"I say shocked, but something tells me I already knew that somehow. "What happened?"

"Someone stabbed them to death. Nobody knows who did it." Chloe hands me a newspaper article and I read it. My eyes stop at the mention of Liam Posen and I shudder in fear. Memories that I've worked hard to block out, threaten to break through.

"Beca? What is it?" I shove the article in her arms and stand up.

"I can't talk about this here."

"Lets go to my place then."

A/N- sorry it's been awhile since I've updated. I had a family emergency and couldn't work on it until now. Hope you guys like it!