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Chapter 5
Lather, Rinse, Repeat
"Is! Orders up!" I heard Ernie scream. I hurried away from the counter to the little window that split the kitchen and the dining area. I had been working at Ernie's diner for a little over a week now. I never really stayed in one place too long.
It had been six months since I last saw Forks. Six long months since I drove away from my home and never looked back.
As I drove out of Forks that day, I began formulating my plan. I knew Jake would come looking for me and if Jake could find me anyone else could for sure. How was I going to stay one step ahead of everyone? Then Charlie's words came back to me. We used to sit at the kitchen table and discuss his work. He had mentioned a few times when suspects went missing. He even went as far to explain to me how they got away.
The first step-ditch the car. If possible fake your own death. I couldn't fake my death. I agreed that it was good that Jake knew I was gone but I didn't want him to think I was dead. So I settled for just abandoning my car in Port Angles and getting a taxi to Seattle where I then bought a rundown Ford Civic from the cheapest place I could find. Cheap meant that it wasn't the most respectable place in town but at least it accepted cash and didn't ask too many questions.
My next step was to fly under the radar. Always use cash. Don't use your name on anything. No numbers. No paper trail. This presented a problem at first. How was I supposed to get a job if I didn't want to use my social? But that was soon remedied as I found out plenty of people were open to hiring 'under the table' workers. It just so happened most of them were in the food industry. In the last six months I've lived in 6 places, worked 9 different jobs ( 5 times a waitress, twice a cook, a maid and even a nanny), owned 3 different cars and used at least 12 variations of my name. Currently I was in New York; I had managed to finally make it cross country. I didn't own a car but who really needed one in this city. And I was using the name Is Black. Not very inventive but I figured Jake would like my choice.
Jake. I thought about him constantly. I often wondered what he thought when he woke up that fateful morning. Had he moved on? I hoped he had. I wonder if he had a girlfriend now. If his life was back to normal. If it was like I never existed.
I'll admit the thought of being completely forgotten hurt. I would never tell anyone but I couldn't help the feelings all the same.
"Is! Damn girl your order's up!" A very pissed Ernie pulled me from my internal thoughts. If I kept this up I wouldn't stay at Ernie's much longer so I quickly pushed all those thoughts to the back of my mind where they would hopefully stay, although I highly doubted that would happen. I rushed to deliver my orders, remembering exactly which plate went to who. I had been doing this for 6 months now. Six months of waiting tables and person got good at it.
In fact everyday was pretty much the same. I got up, went to work, went home, sleep and repeat. By now I went through my days in a daze, although sometimes I went completely out of it like I did earlier. But I tried not to let that happen too often. I was in one of those dazes now. After delivering the hot food to the intended customers, I moved to the next table, took to their order, gave said order to Ernie and repeated. Occasionally I would break this mindless routine to deliver food but all in all it was pretty consistent. My life had turned into a serious of repeats.
It was about midnight and I was on my last 'repeat' before the restaurant closed in an hour. I moved to the newest occupied table to take their order. My daze was even more prevalent now. I was walking slower and I couldn't even tell you what the person in the booth looked like.
In a detached tone I recited my mantra to the newest customer "Welcome to Ernie's. I'll be your server tonight. May I take your order?" Normally customers are quick to rattle off something from the menu but tonight was different. Tonight the customer said something. Something I hadn't heard in almost six months now.
"Hello Isabella."
There it is. Im sorry this chapter is short. School has drained the creative juices out of me. But I started break today so I hope to have more chapters up some time soon. Please review. It'll give me incentives to keep going :) I cant write unless i know someone is reading. lol :) love all, essie