- Chapter 2.
- Chapter 2.
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Belle huffed, glaring down at the crap scattered around her living room. The movers hsd shown up about a hour ago, dropped everything of in her living room, not bothering at all to help her move things around, then they just left!
She scanned the room, her bed, her t.v, her tables, her drawers, all her boxes, everything, just dumped! She knew she'd need help, but who? She barely knew anyone. And lets face it, she was 5'11 and only weighed around 56kg, no way could she do it all herself. she groaned.
Lugging her knew bed into the next room, with much effort, she opened the box and attempted to put it together, after around two hours, she realised what a massive failure it was. She jumped when her phone started making noises, it was ringing.
She threw the instructions for her bed away, jumping up and grabbing her black iphone. "Hello?" she chimed, not re-cognising the number.
"Belle? It's Indie.." She smiled "Oh hey! What's up?"
"Well, I spoke to Leah and Roo, and they said it's fine for you to have the job, do you think you could come in now?"
"Course I can!" she laughed "Just give me an half an hour, I'll be there." Indie thanked her before hanging up, Belle grabbed some clother before heading to the shower.
She got out fifteen minutes later, quickly slipping on her white v-neck, short sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans. She put on her black flats and grabbed her leather jacket before making her way out of the house, keys and phone in hand.
It only took her around ten minutes to get to the diner, Indie let out a massive sigh of releif. "Thank god you're here." she passed her an apron and note-pad "You go take orders." she smiled, ruching back behind the counter. Belle nodded to herself turning and walking around to take orders.
It was around 3 in the afternoon when she felt someone squeal and grab her legs. "Belle!" she blinked, looking doen to see the smiling face of, Jake Braxton.
"Hey sweetie! What are you doing here?" she asked, kneeling down to his level.
"I was hungry and mummy said we could come down here." he shrugged, Belle glanced up when she heard a giggle, Charlie.
"Hey, I didn't know you worked here." she smiled, quickly glancing at Jake who was inspecting cakes before looking back to, Belle.
"I only started about an hour ago." she smiled back, giving Jake a grin when he came running back.
"I want cake, chocolate cake, with cream and fudge." he grinned "Please, Belle" Belle laughed softly, writing it down on her pad. "For you?" she asked the black hair woman infront of her.
"Just a flat white for me, thanks." Belle nodded, going over to get their order.
"Daddy! He got the last peice of chocolate cake!" A young boy whined, staring at Jake who had just gotten his cake off, Belle.
Charlie looked up at the man, along with Belle and Jake. "It's okay sweetie, I'm sure I can find you another peice out back." Belle soothed, looking down at the blonde 6 or 7 year old.
He shook his head, pointing to Jake "I want the peice he got!" he demanded, looking up to his dad for help. Belle sighed, glancing up at the father. She had to admit, he was a looker. Not as hot as, Heath of course.
Where the hell did that come from?
She scowled mentally, turning her attention back to the father that was now talking. "It's alright son, I'm sure this young boy will give it to you" he nodded, looking over at, Jake who frowned.
"No. it's my cake." he mumbled, taking another bite. Belle giggled softly, that boy was just the cutest.
The young blonde glared, startling Belle. "I wan't that peice!"
Belled groaned, this shit wasn't her job. She was just suppose to take orders...
"If my son wants that peice, you better give him that peice." He glared, making a move towards, Jake. Belle stood infront of him.
"You make one more move to take that cake, I'll snap your neck like a twig." She hissed. That got everyones attention. Charlie stared, eyes wide. Jake watched but continued eating his cake.
The father narrowed his eyes, About to retort when he noticed something, just as a gust of wind swept through the place and, Belle's hair flew back. A tatoo.
He frowned, that just wasn't any tattoo.. that was..
His eyes widened by miles and be backed up, grabbing his son and running out of the place, faster than he'd came in. "Daddy I wan't ca-" was the last thing you heard.
Belle swallowed the lump in her throat. Not beleiving she'd actually said that. It was suppose to be a fresh start here! Not go back to her old ways. She carefully re-arranged her hair to cover the permanent marking on her that told everyone who she really was.
She turned to Charlie and Jake. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.." she mumbled, knowing exactly what it was. But she wasn't about to tell them, she like these people, she didn't want to scare them off.
Charlie nodded slowly, voice soft when she spoke "That's okay. Don't worry about it."
Belle gave her a smile just as Brax came bursting in the door. "Daddy!" Jake squealed happily, jumping into his fathers arms. Brax kissed him fore head walking over to the table and giving his fiancee a kiss. Belle smiled at the happy family before walking off to take more orders. Memories of her past still haunting her.
2 hours later.
"Finally done.." The blonde gave a sigh, hanging up her apron and grabbing her things before making her way out of the diner. deciding to go for a walk along the beach to clear her head.
She slipped off her shoes, running rhrough the ramp and down to the sand. She smiled as heated up her feet. She loved sand, most perople hated it because it got everywhere and was all grainy, she loved it.
Making her way around the beach she noticed all the boys from earlier standing on the road next to there cars, which, naturally, were parked right next to hers, she groaned as she made her way up. She really needed to get home and try to put her bad together. Otherwise she'd be sleeping on the floor tonight.
"Just couldn't stay away?" Heath snickered as she finally got to the top and to the hood of her car. She rolled her eyes.
"Yes Braxton, I just couldn't stand not being around you, so i went out of my way to find you." she remarked sarcastically, walking to the drivers door of her beautiful car.
"I know, most girls do." he smirked "Now that you're here. When are we going for that drink?" he asked, cheekily leaning against her car preventing her from opeing the door he was against. She glared.
"Out of my way, Heath." she glared at the other riverboys as they laughed around her, watching the little scene playing out before them. Heath shook his head arrogantly, still smirking.
"I don't think I want to. Plus, you didn't answer my question, that was a bit rude. Don't you think?"
She groaned, knowing she was going to get no-where with him "Later. Satisfied?"
he shook his head, amusement flashing in his eyes "I'll never be satisfied with just a drink. You'll learn that soon enough.."
She scoffed, hitting him in the chest and pushing him away. "You'll never get anything other than a drink from me, Braxton." she jumped into her car, winding the window down, sending him a look before reversing and taking off before she could here whatever perverted remark he was going to make.
Once she got home, she once again attempted to put her bed together, after about an hour an da half of attemps and failures, she funally got it together, giving her only little happy dance and everything.
She stopped when her phone went off, she quickly went to check the message.
From Unknown. Recieved 17th March. 5:37pm
Guess who?
Her heart stopped beating for a few seconds. She just stared at the message. There was no way he could have her number! She swallowed, clammy hands typing back slowly.
To Unknown. Sent 17th March. 5:40pm
How did you get my number?
Was all she wrote, starign at the phone, just waiting for a reply. Heart heart sank when her phone made the dreaded beeping noise. She licked her lips, opening the message.
From Unknown. Recieved 17th March. 5:41
Someone left it sitting around at the diner, I found out you worked there and assumed 'Belle' was you. ;)
She frowned. Jaxon hated using faces when texting, why would-
Another beep.
From Unknown. Recieved 17th March. 5:41pm.
It's Heath. Btw.
She almost fainted with relief. Not that Heath Braxton having her number was ideal. But it was better than him getting his hands on it. Much better. She listed his name. Not looking for another scare like that one.
To Heath. Sent 17th March. 5:43pm.
What do you want, Braxton. I was busy.
She let out the breath she was holding and wandered into her kitchen. Thinking about dinner, of course that wasn't going to happen cause she had no food. She'd have to go out and get something. She grabbed her keys just as her phone went off again.
From Heath. Recieved 17th March. 5:45pm.
Busy doing what? nothing naught I hope ;)
She snorted. Shaking her head.
To Heath. Sent 17th March. 5:46pm
I could be. You'll never know, will you.
She snickered as she re-read the message. She loved messing with people, it was hilarious. She made her way outside, locking the dooor before jumping into the car, just as she got another message.
From Heath. Recieved 17th March. 5:47pm.
Oh baby, Just can't stop thinking of me, needed a little more? I could always come over and fullfill your fantasies? I wouldn't mind. ;)
She gaped at her phone. He really thought- She scowled. Typing back. No way was she letting him win this one.
To Heath. Sent 17th March. 5:50pm.
You're a sick pervert, you know that? I'm going to get dinner. Stop talking to me.
She sighed, starting up the car and making her way to Angelo's. Pizza sounded good. Once she stopped she checked her phone and found another message.
From Heath. Recieved 17th March. 5:51pm.
Where are you going to eat? I might just co-incidentaly be there..
She bit her lip, rolling her eyes.
To Heath. Sent 17th March. 6:02pm.
Angelo's. I'm only waiting until my pizza's cooked, By the time you get here I might be co-incidentaly gone. ;)
She hopped out of her car, turning to lock the door, just as she heard someone push her up against the car and whisper in her ear.
"I'm already here, babe."
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I'm stopping it there for now. ;)
So - I was thinking, Belle needs someone from her past to come into the bay to help reveal some about herself, maybe a best-friend or something?
So - If you're reading this story and you're interested in being me writting you into it, or having a character in it, send me a message and i'll have a look, yeah?
You never know, you could end up being in it! :):)