Chapter 5 (Sit back relax and enjoy!)

NOTE: Sorry for the late chapter, I've been having technical difficulties on my end.)

Declan yawns and he stretches. He rubs his neck, as the aching begins to come into full effect. His head began to throb.

"Sorry, I know the couch sucks." He jumps at the sound of Abby's voice, "and sorry if I scared you Declan."

He yawns again. "It's fine," he clears his throat, " everything's fine. Thank you."

She leaves out and goes into the kitchen to grab him a plate.

"Here." She sets down his breakfast.

He has eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes and fruit on the side.

"Thanks. It look's great."

"Yup the grill sure does a great job of feeding me most of my meals."

He stuffs a piece of toast into his mouth.

"Nice place you got here." He say through the chomps.

"Well stop looking, finish your food so you can go."

He licks his hands and rubs the remaining gunk on his jeans.

"Cool. So you got a bathroom?"

"No I piss in the sink." She points to the right. "Down the hall, hurry." she says as she begins to clean up.

"Thank you."

He walks in and shuts the door. He turns the faucet to hot and begins to repeatedly splash the steaming water over his face.

He dries off his hands and looks up into the cabinet to find some sort of pain relief. This headache was killing him.

He finds the pills but it's something further back behind the soap and shavers that grabs his attention.

It was a picture, a photograph of Abby and Bonnie when she was younger. They were still in the hospital and they seemed so happy. His thumb scrapes the matching charms on them in the genuinely smiles at the photo before a hard knock on the door interrupts him.

"Hey! Are you almost ready in there?" I have to be at the grill by ten!"

He quickly puts the photo back and opens the bathroom door.

"Yea. Mmhhmm."

"Here, you can wear these."

It was a gray t-shirt and a pair of loose jeans.

"They were my exes. Now hurry up."

….

Declan walks her to the grill.

She runs to the time clock only to have it lock her out.
"Come on, come on!" She shakes the machine before kicking it. She looks around and spots her manager behind the bar.

"Mr Chartson," she runs over grabbing his arm.

"Yes." He answers.

"I think it's something wrong with the time clock. It won't let me clock in."

"Mmhhhmmm." He walks around Abby and sets down plates for a couple.

She walks around to see his face.

"Could you fix it, I mean this is my shift I'm working."

He slowly shakes his head.

"Why not?" she asked.

"Why.." He almost has to walk away, " Abby you're late. Again."

"It was only today I swear."

"No Abby it hasn't been, it's been a continuous cycle. If I can't depend on you, why have you around?"

"Mr Chartson , you don't understand."

He sighs,"Maybe you don't," he lowers his voice, " Look It's slow today, I already have Helena on all my seated tables. Just go home and take the day off."

Declan walks in to grab some water before he goes back to See Alaric.

"Please," she also lowers her voice, "I need this money." She's almost begs.

"Abby I'm sorry but I have a business to run, this isn't a charity."

She turns and immediately locks eyes with Declan before pushing on the back door to leave.

He's up and out too, closely behind her.

"Abby?"

"What?" She's snappy.

"I'm sorry if I made you late. I'll-"

"Don't. I don't do handouts." She says each word slow just to get it through his head.

"I can give you the money you missed, plus tips."

"No, okay, I can take care of myself." she lights a blunt.

"That's not what I'm saying." He tries to explain.

"What are you saying? Hmm?" She exhales, letting a cloud of smoke into the air, "I've been taking care of myself for as long as I can remember. Why start asking for help now."

"Wow, that's funny." Someone says, interrupting them.

Abby immediately drops her blunt, stomping on it.

"Helena." Abby says giving off a fake smile, "and how may we help you today?" She adds in a sarcastic tone.

"You can't help me with anything, seeing as you can barely make to work on time."

Abby rolls her eyes.

"Poor little Abigail, never took a handout in her life. Please," she giggles.

"What exactly do you want Helena?"

"Miss Victoria's ball? You going?"

"I'll pass, especially if it means you're going."

"Fine by me. Me and MJ are sure going to be the life of the party."

Now it was Abby's turn to giggle, "How cute, I'm sure you two will have fun," she turns to Declan, " We must be going now. Toodles."

Helena stops Declan, planting her hand on his chest, "Never got a chance to meet you. I'm Helena," she flips her hair over her shoulder, making it fly into Abby's face.

Declan smiles, "I'm De-."

"Yea, really don't care. Just remember to vote Helena for the pageant." She blows kisses their way and takes one last look at Abby, " toodles." She's walks back inside the building.

"Yuck." Abby almost gags.

"She seems nice." He lies.

"Like the sound of nails on a chalkboard nice or hearing the word moist twenty times in a row or maybe a synchronization of the both of them."

"Uhhhhhhh… sure." He's not sure how to answer that question.

They begin to walk.

"So what else do you have planned for today?" He asked.

"Oh I don't know Declan, binge watch a couple t.v. shows, each junk food. How about you?"

"Going to see this Alaric guy, get my stuff back."

"I thought-."

"I know turns out it was him all along."

"How'd you know that?"

"Your mother."

She sucks her teeth.

"Speaking of her, did you hear anything last night? Or see anything? Especially with her caretaker? Kelsee, was it?"

"Declan please, my mother's old and crazy. She never wants to take her medicine. If we're going to spend the rest of the day together I have one rule. No Bonnie Bennett talk."

"So….. you are coming with me."

"I guess," she sighs, "this should be more interesting than a marathon of my favorite teenage drama, vampire show."

He smiles and nods. " But I did have one question?"

"Does it involve my mother?"

He shakes his head.

"Then shoot."

"Who's MJ and what's this ball or pageant about?"

"Don't really want to get into that."

"Abby you said-"

"I know what I said but I don't want to talk about that either."

"If it's not related to Bonnie Bennett.-"

"Declan."

"Hmmm?"

"Please shut up."

"Okay."

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 5 let us know what you guys think! We'll try to upload chapter 6 later today or in the next two days! #happyreading.