I was hiding, blood dripping off of me. As I held a 2 year old in my hands, bleeding to death. Soon having to leave the body, hearing gun shots. Slowly getting up and shooting a guy straight in between the eyes, seeing my uncle reggie proud.

"Deanna!" I jumped, turning around seeing the food waiting for me to take. Myself and my friend Haylee having to wear pink uniforms, I felt at least half comfortable. As I was wearing my normal clothes underneath, I took the plate of pancakes to a table. Where the child looked starving, while she didn't take any of the pancakes.

"Anything else?" I questioned the parents of the child, as the parents were large themselves.

"No thanks." The parents replied with their mouth full of the pancakes, I nodded smiling. As I went and grabbed the chocolate chip muffins that haven't been touched, they were still good. But no one bought them, getting a glass of milk. Walking back to the table, placing them down in front of the kid.

"Chocolate chip muffins and a glass of milk."

"We didn't order this." The parents stated.

"It's on the house." I explained, as I winked at the little girl. Who smiled, I looked up at a different table. As a guys laugh caught my attention.

"Oh my god." He laughed.

Seeing the guy with him looked a lot like him, hm twins. I shrugged as I went to put orders up, hearing Haylee yell out my name from a table on the other side of the café.

"Deanna! Can you take table 21s order please?" I looked around and saw it was the table with the guy who caught my attention from laughing. I was about to, as the boss/the cook. Called me over.

"Here you go, now hurry up." He said quite rudely, like I was some kind of slave or even a dog. So I flipped him off, as haylee walked behind me. Giving our boss a sour look.

I took the plate to table 19, I then went to table 21. "Welcome to Fat Andys, what can I get you two?" I asked them.

"Can I please get the half stack blueberry pancakes?" The twin with the purple hair asked for.

"Yep and what about you?" I questioned the twin who was laughing loudly before, seeing he had an angel wing earring.

"Can I please get... the half stack mixed berry pancakes?" He asked, as I nodded writing it down.

"Two lots of pancakes, coming right up." I smiled at them as I walked off to put the orders in. As I was doing that, Andy the boss came up behind me.

"On the fucking house?" I knew he was talking about the free muffins I gave the little girl. It made me roll my eyes.

"Relax, we were going to throw the muffins out today anyway." I explained.

"If they're not gonna pay for them, somebody's gonna have to pay the price." Andy replied, as I felt his hands wrap around my waist and down to my vagina.

I shook my head to myself, as I reached down and grabbed him by the balls. Turning him around, as he was leaning up against the bench. It wasn't the first time he's done this to me, i had enough. "You listen to me, you fat fuck son of a bitch." I begun, as I put pressure on his shoulder. A trick I learnt from my uncle. "Never touch me like that, again."

"Let go of my balls." He struggled to say.

"Shut up." I told him twisting his balls, as I then grabbed the tips out of my pocket and shoved them in his mouth. "Muffins are on me, I quit." I then slapped him in the face, walking out the door. But I stopped where I gave the muffins to the kid, my voice went gentle. "Put some honey butter on those muffins, they'll taste an awful lot better that way." I explained, as I undid my dress. Dropping it at the front door, as I only wore what I wore underneath my uniform. My shorts, a grey long sleeve shirt(which I rolled up the sleeves) and I chucked on my boots. I took out the handband in my hair, as I got into my car.

I pulled out form the parking and drove onto the main road, heading home to see my guy. Even though he's out of work, he can't find a job. So I've been doing the hard work, I then begun singing to the song on the radio. "Oh tell me you love me,I need someone. On days like this I do, on days like this."