One Last Promise [Wilbur x reader]

Chapter 4: Sharp pain

My gaze fell on my locker—locker number 8. I pulled out my keys, unlocked it, and grabbed my apron, slipping it on. I placed my lunch in the locker before closing it and heading back to the counter, checking who was standing behind the counter.

It was Nicolaus. Ugh.

I wasn't really fond of Nicolaus. I heard him mumbling a soft Hi, happy before looking ahead, clearing his throat.

I looked around the cafe out of boredom. There wasn't many people as usual, it wasn't that fancy of a cafe to be busy, just a simple one that was probably one of my most hated places, I only work here because no one else would hire a girl still grieving her best friend’s death.

I spot a usual face, James something, he is someone who always comes here in Mondays and Fridays, I always assumed that he is either a YouTuber or an editor, since I see him many times editing videos.

At least he is nice, probably one of my favourite customers. 

My thoughts were cut off by the bell of the cafe door ringing "Welcome to the cafe, How can I help you?" I asked with a smile, forgetting completely that I was wearing a mask, God, now I have to smile with my eyes, I slowly smile with my eyes. 

It hurt and is hard to keep up with. 

I took the customer's order and started making it, humming softly to distract myself  from the pain in the back of my head, after some minutes, I placed the cup in front of the customer "that will be two sterling sir" I said, another customer entered along with the bell sound, I sigh, a long day it is.
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Finally. Break time after what seemed like an eternity, I checked the time to make sure, 11pm.

I left to the staff room, leaving Nicolaus behind and went to the staff only room, getting out my keys to open my locker and get my lunch out, and when I did, I decided to read the note my mom left me. 
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Good luck with work. 

Love, 

Mom :) 
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I smiled, setting the note aside before opening my lunch box, I have always wanted to be the girl my mom wanted me to be, she didn't want much, just for me to be happy and successful in my life, the two things I couldn't achieve.

Speaking of happiness- 

Nope Y/n, you will probably never meet him again.

I just sometimes want nothing but to make my mother happy, be happy and successful for her, I still remember her face when I told her I couldn't find any other shop other than the cafe, but somehow managed to convince her that I was happy with my new job to make her feel better. 

I have been overthinking that I didn't realize that I have already finished two sandwiches, I fixed my mask to cover my face again before I got out my phone because I was getting sooo bored, I scrolled through Twitter and thought of a funny idea, why not search Wilbur? Like I will find him or something. 

I pressed on the search bar and typed Wilbur. I was about to click search when someone called from outside, I closed my phone and got up, it was Nicolaus, pointing at the time, oh- my break is done.

I went back and stood behind the cashier, serving now a new customer, I continued working until 5pm—just five more minutes before my shift ends. I heard the bell ring again. I look up, smiling with my eyes, this makes it hard to see sometimes "Welcome to the cafe. How can I help you?"

I then let my eyes go which made me get a better look at the customer, tall, brown hair, brown eyes- Wilbur?! He seemed to also remember me because he smiled. Oh fuck. Why am I smiling back even though he can't see it? Am i smiling to myself?! Get a grip y/n..!! 

"Oh hi....Y/n! What a nice coincidence?" Wilbur said, smiling more then he glanced at my mask "you know it's not covid 19 anymore, right?" He joked but seemed curious, I rolled my eyes but then he moved his hand fast, too fast for my body to react, I moved my hand quickly but I already felt cold air hitting my lips as he pulled my mask down.

His smile vanished instantly. The color drained from his face. His breath hitched, and for a moment, he just stood there, staring.

"Y/n" he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.
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1462 WORDS!!!

Short chapter :ppp

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