-SIN'S POV-

Another tiresome shift at work has got me feeling drained and exhausted as I walk through the door to our room.

"Linaaaaaaaaa. I need a huggggg. And a nap." I laugh as I close the door behind me, dumping my bag on the floor.

A coughing noise comes from the bathroom. I follow the sound, to be met with an extremely ill looking Catalina.

She's wrapped her arms round her legs, her face pale as her body shakes. She gnaws on her lip, staring up at me.

"This is the worst comedown ever." She whispers, placing her head onto her knees, taking slow and ragged breaths.

I want to rush to her side, but instead I run to the fridge and take out a bottle of water. I put a straw in it to make it easier for her to swallow and to take delicate sips.

Seeing Lina like this, even if it's by her own fault breaks me. She looks so weak and so so sick and I know whatever she looks like physically is only a glimpse of how she feels on the inside.

I dash back to the bathroom and hand her the bottle, sitting down beside her.

"Shhhh. You're okay. Drink up." I whisper, putting the straw at her lips.

She looks me in the eyes as she sips from the drink, but they don't have their normal personality in them. Her eyes look kinds empty and zoned out, like she's a whole other person in a whole other world.

"Thank you." She whispers, placing the bottle on the floor as she leans back against the wall.

I go to give her a hug but she shakes her head.

"No. I've been sick, I'm all gross and yucky."

I laugh, wrapping my arm round her so that her heads resting on my shoulder.

"I'm having a hug. Then I'll run you a bath, okay?"

"You mean your not going to try to join me? I have to say, I'm impressed." She smirks, before clutching her  stomach.

I shake my head. "Can't believe you'd think so low of me."

I slowly remove my arm and begin running her a bubble bath. The bath is one of my favourite things about this room- it's very rare to get it in student accommodation, especially when it's for college not university.

When the bath's done, I lay out a towel on the floor and grab one of my large white towels for her.

"Here you go. This is bigger than you, so it should be quite comfortable. If you need more water or need me to wash your hair then just shout, okay?"

"If your trying to make me forgive you for last night, I don't care at all, Sin. Don't worry about it." She shrugs casually as she hops into the bath.

I stare up, knowing I'll get distracted if I look at her naked body.

"No. This is because I care about you, okay?" I lean down and kiss her head, before leaving the room.

Bored out of my mind, I make myself a coffee and sit on the bed. I know there's some kind of english assignment, so I grab my laptop and open it up. The college doesn't allow passwords on laptops, part of health and safety (well, the safety part) or something.

Clicking on Safari, I notice that there is another tab still open. Bloody Lina probably borrowed my laptop and forgot to shut it down. I hover over the tab, ready to press X until I realise what it is. It's the grounds of some other college, in a place I don't recognise the name of.

I click on the website, slightly confused as to why she was looking at other colleges. I mean, this college has it all. And it has me.

Who would want to go anywhere else?

My heart literally drops as I realise this college is in Spain- it's not rocket science to realise that this isn't coincidental.

Why does she want to leave me?

"Sin, can you get my phone please? I wanna listen to music." Lina yells out, sounding slightly more perkier than she did before.

I reply with a "Yes Lina." and shut the laptop down, forgetting about my homework as anxiety fills me. I'm sure it means nothing. If it meant something, she would have told me. Right?

I grab her phone from her side of the bed. As I walk to the bathroom, it beeps as she gets a notification.

BRITISH AIRWAYS: YOUR FLIGHT CONFIRMATION IS BELOW. THANK YOU FOR FLYING WITH BRITISH AIRWAYS.

Once again, my heart practically falls out of my chest.

"Here's your phone. We should get Alexa. Maybe I'll get you one as a leaving present, who knows." I grimace as I hand her the phone, trying to hide just how pissed off I am.

She frowns. "What are you on about?"

"It's a nice college on my laptop screen. I was wondering why you were looking at it, but it's fucking beautiful. Lucky for me, I didn't even need to ask you as British Airways decided to do the honours. Oh that reminds me, your flight confirmation to Barcelona Airport has came through. It says there is only one to though, Lina, not back from." I spit, my words coming out faster and faster as my brain struggles to process what the fuck is happening.

She looks at me worryingly. "Sin, I can explain. I'm so sorry."

"Sorry for what? Your leaving, aren't you? This isn't some holiday to visit your asshole grandparents- the signs don't draw up to that. Oh my fucking god, your leaving me, aren't you?" I yell, my nostrils probably flaring as I feel like I am on fire.

She shakes her shampoo-covered head. "Please don't yell at me. Please."

"Amber told me to come to her when you leave me next. I appreciate the open invitation- I'm in the mood to fuck." I say with a ruthless shrug before I head out the room, slamming the door behind me.

Okay, so I'm not actually going to fuck Amber, however Cat does not need to know that. She fucks with my head all the godamn time, it won't hurt for her to know how it feels for a day or two.

I sigh as I lean against the door, my head resting against it as I fall to the bottom, sitting with my knees bent. I want her.

But everyone knows that distance is a killer, a breaker. And I've been broken one too many times to risk it.

Was she just not gonna tell me? Was she just going to up and go?

"Fuck!" I yell, kicking the banister before walking off and out of our block.

Lina: I'm sorry. Ok? I'm sorry. I never apologise, so surely that means something to you. I never use caps either!

I roll my eyes, putting my phone back in my pocket as I head over to Jagger's room. I know he has Zachary there at the moment and maybe Arianna, I'm not sure.

"Yo, Sin, you came? I thought you had plans today."

I cringe, thinking about my 'plans' aka a day of lying in bed with Lina in which I had ditched these lot for.

"Nope," I tell Zachary, "things changed. Anyway, you gonna let me in mate?"

He laughs, moving out of the way of the door.

The room is filled with smoke and the smell of alcohol. Jagger is snogging some blonde in a corner, whilst Zachary and Arianna are hitting the bong.

"You look like your having fun." I cough, standing behind Jagger and his little lady friend.

She leans back, glaring at me- like this random woman really thinks I give a fuck about what she wants.

"Bye bye, sweetheart. I wanna talk to my friend."

She frowns and gets up, practically crawling over to Zachary and Jagger.

Jagger crosses his arms at me. "What's she done then? Cat's clearly done something wrong 'cause your acting all pissy and shit. Do you need a drink?"

"I'm a recovering alcoholic. Pass me the fucking beer." I laugh, accepting the Budweiser very gratefully.

I'll be able to control it, I know I will. It won't be like before. I have purpose now and I know my limits so it'll all be fine.

Taking delicate sips from the beer, I feel my body relax as it enters my system. My delicate sips turn into big gulps which turn into my fourth bottle, but I still have it under control. I'm not drunk, I won't let myself get drunk.

Sin: Ambers so tight, unlike you, SLUT.

I send that horrible message after around six bottles of beer, being disgusted with myself as it's so impolite but also not caring.

"You've had too much. Who's been giving you drinks? You've had too much, Sin. Come back to mine and Dahlia's room- you can have my bed." Arianna says, handing me a pint of water.

I shake my head. "I don't want that shit. Give me another beer."

"Nope. I'm pissed off that Jagger and Zach gave you one- their idiots. Your coming with me, you have a choice to walk yourselves or I'll drag you. It's completely your choice."

Lina: your a dick.

I chuckle, my hands kinda shaky as I reply.

Sin: At least I'm not a Liar. You said you wouldn't leave me...What are you doing in a few days? (ps stop texting, it's a major turnoff)

"Asshole." I mutter, handing my phone to Arianna, "I don't want it. Have it."

"I'm not taking your phone, babe, I'm not your mother. I'm a friend helping another friend out, now get up and come with me to my apartment."  She hands her arm out and I sigh, using it to help me up.

"Please take my phone, Anna, I really don't wanna see the messages for tonight."

She raises her eyebrows at me and sighs, putting my phone in her little hot-pink handbag.

"Wait there." She hisses, before walking over to Jagger and Zachary.

"Look, I love the both of you babes, but what the fuck? He is an alcholic, you don't offer him alcohol. Not even one bottle, let alone like seven!" She shakes her head at them, before giving them both a kiss on the cheek.

We leave together, our arms linked as I feel slightly sick (my body is no longer used to alcohol) and she's struggling to walk in her hot pink heels. 

"So, what's happened with Cat? Don't give me that look, I'm a girl, I know that we're hard work. Especially Cat, I love her but jeez." She laughs, trying to make me feel more at ease to open up to her.

I sigh, going to shrug but stopping as it literally hurts so much.  "She's moving. Hasn't she told you?"

My voice is filled with venom, laced with ice and poison. It sounds strange coming from me, quite wrong to be honest. I'm a nice guy, okay, a bit of a dick but I have never sounded this salty.

"What? Is she moving to that new college in town? That bitch! I can't believe she didn't tell me." Arianna tuts, pausing to itch her legs as there is a lot of mosquitos nearby.

I laugh, a vicious and sickening laugh, actually sickly would probably be the weird after the pain in my stomach that follows.

"If Spain is in town, then yes, exactly that."

Arianna freezes, staring at me. "Are you joking?"

"I'm deadly serious." I say, noticing how Anna looks a tiny bit despondent.

She wobbles over slightly. "Oh fuck that. One sec," she takes her heels off then stares at me, "continue. She's really moving? Moving to Spain?"

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure, anyway. I saw her looking up colleges in Spain- there was this one that was so beautiful, I think that's where she's going. And she got a flight confirmation to Barcelona."

"Shit. That sucks." Anna says, letting go of my arm as she opens up her handbag, presumably to get her keys.

As she unlocks the door, I feel slightly guilty about how I reacted. Luckily, the amount of alcohol in my bloodstreams dissolves this guilt. Why should I feel guilty?

"Hey baby, you okay?" Arianna kisses Dahlia, clearly not caring about who sees.

I wish Lina would act like that. No label, keep it on the quiet side. It's like she's embarrassed of me, when I just want to show her off to the fucking world.

Dahlia kisses her back, then pulls back when she notices me. "Hi, Sin." She squeaks, she's not too much of a social person, hence why she stays at home when Anna is out partying.

"Hey D, you okay?" I ask, giving her a quick hug. "I hope me staying isn't a problem."

"No of course not. Although you both stink of beer, do you guys need some water or anything?" Dahlia asks sweetly, before clamping her hand over her mouth.

"Sorry if that was rude!"

Anna laughs, kissing her again. "I'm obsessed with you."

I cough awkwardly, not wanting to interrupt their moment but also reminding them I'm here- I'm not one to watch lesbian porn, that's some fucked up kink some straight men have.

"Sorry, Sin. I'll set your bed up. Well, my bed. But your bed for tonight, babe, I'll get you clean sheets and everything." Arianna blows me a kiss, before getting to work.

Feeling bad, I strike up a conversation with Dahlia whilst helping her make hot drinks for the three for us.

"So, you and Arianna. Getting serious?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

She smiles sweetly. "I hope so. She's like a wild fire though, I'm scared I won't be enough to tame her."

"Tell me about it," I laugh, thinking of a mess of wild red curls, "I totally get where your coming from."

"Yeah. I mean, it's hard, but I do love her. I guess communication is key and all that stuff." Dahlia giggles, as she finishes stirring her hot chocolate.

"Can you get the marshmallows? They are in the wardrobe, top shelf." Dahlia asks me, pointing in that direction.

I nod, walking over to the wardrobe.

"Nope! I'll get them. Unless you wanna be scarred for life. That's where I keep my toys." Arianna winks, quickly guarding the wardrobe.

Gross.

"Remind me why I'm staying here again?"

Arianna laughs. "Babe, we aren't that bad. And your staying here because Cat'a being a tad bitch of a b-i-t-c-h, that's why!"

"Wait, have I missed something? What's happened with Catalina? I mean, I guessed something because Sin smells like alcohol bad as I said, omg no offence Sin I didn't mean that rudely!" Dahlia rambles, then looks at me guiltily.

Arianna and I exchange a look, a look that speaks a thousand words.

"I'll take this one."

Whilst Arianna explains the situation to Dahlia, I sit down and sip my coffee. I want to stare at my phone (Anna gave it back to me) and see if Lina has messaged me, but what am I meant to say?

Hi Lina, I didn't actually fuck Amber, I just said that because I'm pissed that your leaving (like everyone else does) when you said you wouldn't leave me again.

Yeah, not exactly a love letter that every girl dreams of.

I sigh, staring at how loved-up Arianna and Dahlia look. Where the fuck have I gone wrong?

It's fucking crazy how I haven't even known Lina a year and I love her. Her messy, untameable curls, her fucking devillish green eyes with their teasing little glint, her pink and plump lips that she always gnaws on like a rabbit with a carrot, her curvy and beautiful body and I haven't even started on her personality.

Her irritating attitude may make me want to fucking kill her half the time, but the other half the time it makes me laugh and it turns me on. The way she doesn't give a fuck, well, acts like she doesn't anyway is so confident. She isn't fussed about her appearance like most girls and she's just beautiful.

"Beds ready babe, we're going to sleep now. Love you lots, sleep well!" Anna says, blowing me a kiss before climbing into Dahlia's bed.

I crawl into my bed for the night, staying in my clothes. Instead of sleeping with my head on the pillow, I hug it tight to my chest- I've gotten so used to cuddling her at night, it feels strange not doing so.

I grab my phone, typing up a quick message to Lina.

Sin: Having a few nights away. Don't get high- your body needs a break. Stay hydrated + safe. Sleep well.

Lina: surprised she can last a few nights. i doubt i'll sleep well in a freezing bed, but thank you.

I laugh, putting the phone under the pillow.

Arianna and Dahlia are already asleep, all curled up, cozy and warm in each others arms. I sigh for about the hundredth time today, leaning back and wondering why today fucked up so bad.

I had it all planned out. I'd get home from work, we'd both bathe. Then I'd take her to the cinema,then I'd drive her to the cliff we sat (and fucked) on. She'd love it.

Then I was going to to tell her that I wanted labels. That we practically acted like we were dating, so why didn't we?

I was going to give her a hug, ask her to be my girlfriend and promise her the world.

Instead, she thinks I'm fucking someone else, I'm at the beginning of a bender and she's moving across the world.

Well, across the continent.

I need to just go to sleep. Not think about anything, just sleep.

sleep.

*******

"Rise and shine, babe!" Arianna yells in my ear, causing me to leap out of bed.

Dahlia gives her a look. "You shouldn't have woke him up, he looked so peaceful."

"He needs to wake up. If he sleeps through the hungover stage, he won't regret it. Some water for you, sir." Arianna tells Dahlia, before turning to me with a glass of water.

"Now I understand why you and Lina are friends." I groan, taking the water gratefully as she's right- my headache kills me.

Arianna laughs, flicking her hair back. "Because we are both dazzling and sexy?"

"Because your both bitches." Dahlia and I say in unison.

Arianna and I gape at Dahlia. "No fucking way did you just swear. Nope. Nah. My innocent little baby."

Dahlia laughs at Arianna's reaction.

"I'm nice, not innocent, there's a difference." She grins, kissing Anna before going back and sitting on her bed.

Arianna shakes her head. "Nope. That was too bonkers for me to comprehend."

"Bonkers?" I raise an eyebrow, amused by my friends choice of words.

She nods. "Absolutely bonkers. The most bonkers of bonkers ever."

"Your weird." I roll my eyes at her, laughing.

She grins at me, handing me a paracetamol. "You've slept for ages, I thought seeing as its 1pm you should be safe to take this as it's been a while and I've watered down your system. Maybe just take half to be safe."

"Thank you. So much." I look at Arianna, then stare at Dahlia who is smiling at us both. "Both of you. For letting me stay here, helping me and all that."

"It's no problem. No problem at all.  Although, don't you have work tonight? So you'll need clean clothes..right?"

How the fuck do they know my shifts better than I do?

"Shit yeah. Your right. Uhhhh. I can't go back to the room."

Anna hands me some male clothes. Why she has them, I really want to ask, but looking at Dahlia's sweet and joyous face I decide not to- just in case the answer is something that'll upset her.

"Thanks mate. I appreciate it. I'm going to hit the showers then I best get to work, so I'll see you um," I glance between them, "soon?"

"You can come back here tonight. It's not like we care about sharing a bed together and I hate the idea of you feeling awkward and uncomfortable in your own room." Dahlia says with a simple shrug.

Arianna turns to her. "Are you sure, babe? His shift won't finish till 4, he works 4 till 4. Are you sure?"

"I'm positive, he's your friend so he's mine." Dahlia grins, causing Arianna to hug her.

I smile at them both. "I'll see you in the morning then. Thank you guys. Thank you so much."

I grab my shit and head down to the shower block to get clean and ready before work.

When I arrive at work, Taylor and Zachary welcome me with huge grins.

"First time us three are on shifts together. I wanna open a bottle of wine." Zachary cheers, smirking at me.

Taylor pulls a sad face. "I wish it was just us. But nope, fucking Lizzie has to be working."

Elizabeth is our manager's daughter. She's twenty three and she's the biggest bitch- yet she is also very very very hot.

"At least us three are together, innit. Although I wouldn't open a bottle of wine, Elizabeth would kill you." I laugh, putting down my stuff.

Elizabeth enters the room, flicking her ginger hair behind her. "Too right I would. Less chatting, more working boys. Hi, Sin. Hi, Zachary, nice of you to turn up to work, thought you had forgotten to do that. Taylor, little Taylor, how was your date?"

"Shit, man, we forgot about that." Zachary and I whistle."

Elizabeth crosses her arms over her alarmingly large breasts. "I said, more working boys."

"God, you'd think she was our manager. Anyway, the date was great. She's an awesome girl, really fucking awesome."

"Did you fuck?" Zach asks, before a customer arrives and he has to plaster a smile on his face and ask 'how can I help you', just like everyday at this job.

As we start making the customers order, Taylor shakes her head.

"God you must really like her then." I laugh, accidentally spilling beer down me.

"Fuck sake."

Elizabeth hands me a white paper towel. "There you go, shitface. I'll try not to tell my dad that your wasting our beer, if you actually try and do your job. Deal?"

She leans against the side, paper towel in hand. Her top button is popped open and she's staring at me expectantly.

"Deal." I take the paper towel from her hand and begin to dab at my shirt, whilst she fucks off to deal with a moody customer.

Zachary winks at me. "The boss is gonna be your new stepdad. She's definitely into you."

"What? Fuck off." I laugh, staring at Elizabeth and then Zach.

Zach shakes his head. "Trust me, bro, I know this shit."

"Sure sure sure. Whatever you say." I laugh, honestly kinda flattered at the idea but also relatively disgusted when I think about a girl with red curls.

Today is a busy day. As we continue to work, we chat about all sorts of shit whilst Taylor tells us about his date.

During so, he makes an even bigger mess than me- he drops a whole bag of fucking ice on the floor.

"What is with you boys today! God, remind me never to let my father put you three on a shift together. Taylor, get another bag of ice out freezer 3 and put it into freezer one. And please sort your life out and mop this mess up. Understood?" Lizzie crosses her arms, glaring at Taylor as she lets out a deep sigh, most likely fed up with us.

Taylor nods, staring at Lizzie, his mouth parted slightly.

"Don't just stand there and gape at me! Do you want a job? Get a fucking mop, and clean this shit up. I have customers to attend to!" She clicks her fingers, brining him back to life.

He looks at her, stuttering. "U..Uh.Oh um. Yes boss. Not boss. Yes sir. No. Yes ma'am. Yes ma'am daughter boss. Mop. I will..I will mop."

She nods, before waltzing off to deal with another customer.

Zachary and I make eye contact and laugh at Taylor's reaction. "Are you good bro? Do you need a breather?"

"Shut up. She's intimidating." He says as he grabs a mop, beginning to clean the floor.

We laugh again. "She's a woman, mate, what would you expect?"

"Shut up." Taylor repeats, putting the mop away after cleaning.

Taylor and Zachary are lucky enough to share a dinner break, so they head out back to have a smoke and some food- this pub is good enough they provide us with it, which is quite decent.

Lizzie does some waitressing whilst I man the till and stay behind the bar, pouring a shit ton of drinks for all the alcoholic fathers. Why is it always the fathers?

"Taylor and Zach have been off thirty minutes now. When they're back, I'll start my break. It's seven now, so at half seven I'll start my break, then if you start yours at eight? If it's not that busy then feel free to come earlier." Lizzie tells me as she hands me someone's drink orders.

I nod, starting to grab the drinks. Smirnoff Ice, J20 and a pint of Budweiser beer. Easy.

"Yeah yeah, that's calm. Do you want me to take over waitressing for a bit? I don't mind taking the orders."

Lizzie eyes me up and down. "Sure. Don't be rude, remember your manners and don't speak like that slang shit Zachary and Taylor use, okay? You have potential, use it."

"You sound older than a twenty three year old." I reply, grinning as I put the drinks on a tray to take over to the table.

She smiles. "I said potential, Sin and I said to use it. People with potential don't insult the boss."

"Technically, your not the boss." I wink, before heading over to the table.

"Hello, here are your drinks. Are you ready to order your food yet?" I stay looking down as I take the drinks off the tray and onto the table.

When I move my head up, my eyes make contact with three people that I can't help but recognise.

"Holy shit! Rhiannon, Brandon, Paige! What are you doing here?" I cheer, giving them all hugs- even Paige.

They grin at me.

"Well we've came for dinner. How about that food order, by the way? I'm waiting." Paige says, crossing her arms bitchily, but a teasing and happy smile aits on her face.

Rhiannon elbows her. "Stop. I missed you, Sin."

My eyes trail down to her belly, widening in surprise. She's getting quite big, she must be like 5 months pregnant by now, so over halfway through her pregnancy.

"It's rude to stare." Brandon comments bluntly, snaking his hand over his fiancee's stomach.

I shake my head. "Yeah, man, sorry. Bet you guys can't wait for the little babe to pop out."

"I'm so excited. So so so excited." Brandon says with a grin, Rhiannon nodding whilst he speaks.

Whilst I take their food order, I can't help but wonder where the fuck Patrick is. I ask Paige, but am responded with daggers from Rhiannon and Brandon eye's.

"Patricks a dick. We split up. I'm living with these two now, in Basildon. I'm gonna get my own place soon and stuff, just not yet, yanno? I'm gonna help them out with the little babe, I'm good with kids." Paige insists and I can't help but think about how amused Lina would be if she knew they were here.

Lina.

Fuck. I take a deep breath, staring at this group of people. She deserves to know Rhiannon and Brandon are here, so that she can contact them, try sort things out with Rhiannon. She'd probably even be happy to see them.

Fuck.

"I've gotta get back to work, guys. In a bit, yeah? Pop over to Anna's tomorrow." I say bye before running back over to the bar.

When I finally get on my lunch break, the first thing I do is grab my phone.

Sin: Hi Anna. Thought you and Dahlia could know that Rhi, Brandon and Paige are at my pub. Feel free to come. X

Arianna: No. Fucking. Way. Okay!! I'll tell Cat and we'll be on our way. Dahlia is busy though, so she's going to have to miss this one xxx

I put my phone back in my pocket, sighing.

"Someone sounds happy." Lizzie comments as she passes me my food. I ordered ham, egg and chips- simple, but a delicious British pub classic.

I laugh. "Always am."

"Girl trouble? I mean, not to presume, but Zach and Taylor talk really loudly."

"Something like that."

Lizzie nods, sitting beside me with a cup of coffee. I presume she had her dinner before I started my lunch break, because that way if it gets busy she could rush out and help the boys.

She takes a delicate sip from her coffee, staring at me intently. "Well? Are you going to tell me this girl trouble then, or are we going to sit in a boring silence for half an hour?"

"You actually wanna know?" I respond, kind of confused as Lizzie is always acting like a bitch.

Elizabeth laughs, looking down at her coffee. "God, am I that much of a bitch? Your my co-worker and I was your age once. Not that long ago actually, although all of you seem to think I'm so old. You'd think I was in my fifties."

"Your too hot to be fifty." I respond instantly, then put my hand over my mouth when I realise what I just said.

"Excuse me, that is a huge insult to Jennifer Aniston. She's in her fifties and she is flawless. Although, I guess recycled plastics helped her out with that one a bit."

I laugh, feeling slightly more comfortable now Lizzie is making jokes and making an effort to speak to me.

Maybe an outsider's opinion would be nice.

"Catalina. That's her name. We aren't dating, but we might aswell be. We go out all the time, we both get jealous as fuck- although she wouldn't admit it. And we are both..." I hesitate, not sure what term to use for fucking when talking to my second boss.

"Sexually active? Sleeping together? Fucking?"

I look down, slightly embarrassed. "Yeah. That."

"Okay, so what's the problem? Is it the lack of labels?"

I shake my head. "Nope. I mean, I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend, or at least to be exclusive. We weren't sleeping with other people, but we hadn't actually discussed it and the idea of anyone else sleeping with her makes me feel extremely physically sick."

She nods, encouraging me to continue.

"She's moving. She was acting a bit shady about like, after the easter holidays and about the next year of college. It was strange, but she's a strange girl, so it didn't bother me. Until I find her looking at colleges on my laptop, colleges in Spain, her birth country. Still dodgy, but even worse when her one-way flight confirmation came through whilst I was bringing her her phone."

"Shit," Elizabeth's eyes widen, "that's not good. I thought I could help, but I can't drag your girlfriend back here. How did you guys deal with it?"

"We didn't. I, um. I fucked off. I told her I was going to go fuck this other girl called Amber, who is totally obsessed with me, then I haven't been back since." I admit, hanging my head slightly in shame.

Zachary and Taylor had yelled at me earlier when they realised how I dealt with it, so I could only imagine how another female would react.

To my surprise, my imagination was wrong.

"You didn't? That's hilarious! Serves her right for not telling you." Lizzie laughs, before looking at her watch.

"Shit. That's the end of my break. See you Sin."

"Bye Lizzie."

When my breaks over, I take the plates etc to the kitchen to be washed up, making sure to thank the chef gratefully for the amazing food.

As I head back behind the bar, I see Arianna enter. She grins at me, waving her long pink nails, before turning and talking to whoever is behind her.

I look down again, pouring a beer order (literally a table has just ordered six pints of beer) for the table near Rhiannon's.

When I glance up again, I see a flash of red curls and my heart begins to pound- until I remember her hair is brown.

"Chill, Sin." I whisper to myself, putting the beers on a tray and walking over to the table.

"Hey, here are your drinks. Are you interested in ordering food?"

The customers politely decline as they explain they plan to 'get wasted'. I nod in agreement, before quickly heading over to my friends table.

"Hey guys. You alright?" I ask, standing beside Rhiannon and Brandon. My eyes scan the table to see who's joined them- Arianna only. I wonder where Jagger is? I did text him as-well and so did Brandon, so it is quite strange of him not to come.

My eyes notice an empty chair that has a red jacket with black skulls printed all across on it, as though it was guarding the chair, claiming it as it's own.

"Who's sitting the-"

Before I can finish my sentence, a flash of suddenly red curls appears before me. She's wearing a black vest top, paired with dark purple flares and a pair of white chunky trainers.

"Sorry guys, I was going for a smoke." She sits down on the chair, completely oblivious to me standing here with my mouth wide open, jaw dropped like a fool. 

How does she not look sad? It's only been a day since I walked out on her! How has she managed to go out and get her hair done? It's been one fucking day! Do I mean that little to her.

"Be careful Sin, the wind might change. We wouldn't want your gorgeous face to be stuck like that, would we?" Lina says, sipping from a lemonade with a metal straw, staring at me.

Arianna coughs, whispering my name. "Sin."

"Have we missed something?" Paige asks, the awkward tension thick.

Not only are Lina and I are not talking, but she isn't speaking to the engaged couple at this table either, the ones who orchestrated this whole ass meal.

"Anyway. I should be getting back to work. Enjoy your meal, guys, the food should be out soon. Arianna and Catalina, are you ordering food too?"

"I'll have the ham egg and chips, please." Lina responds quickly, chewing on her bottom lip slightly.

Arianna nods. "Uh, yeah, me too, why not!"

"Okay. Enjoy your meal." I repeat, heading over to the bar.

Taylor, Zachary and Lizzie all look at me expectingly.

"Based on their talk and your bright red face, I presume miss curly is Catalina?" Lizzie asks, leaning forward.

I nod. "Yep."

"She's pretty. I think you should talk to her about it. It isn't that busy anymore and I doubt it will be. I can let you off so you can talk to her?"

"Really?" The boys ask, shocked because like I said, Elizabeth is normally a bitch.

She nods. "Yes, really. I have a heart, even if it is made of stone. Now fuck off Sin, but you owe us all and you aren't getting paid for this shift. Deal?"

"I've worked five hours!" I want to argue, but I'm actually not that fussed.

I nod. "Deal."

"Get out my face then!" She grins, before attending to a customer.

Saying goodbye to Zach and Taylor, I take off my apron and get my things off of my hanger/hook in the staffroom. I run my fingers through my hair, which is getting way too long, check my appearance and the mirror and take a moment to breathe.

I'm going to try get my girl back. After all, if anyone can convince her to stay, it's going to be me.

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Wasn't this a whirlwind of emotions and moods! I have some extremely indecisive characters.

And here is a new character too: Lizzie! Lizzie will be in the sequel too, so get used to her!

I was intending for this chapter to be the last but as I was writing it didn't turn out that way. It just ended up being a really long ass chapter about nothing, so excuse that!

Will Sin manage to convince Lina?
Will Lina and Rhiannon sort things out?
Has Lizzie got an ulterior motive to her kindness?

you know the drill...

till next time!