f i v e
when gabby met robin
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I looked up towards the man in the grey suit, absolutely mortified. Lia was next to him, placing his plate of salad down before looking over at us at the bar. I slapped sleazy Steve arms away, moving fast away from him, exploding in anger.

I felt violated.

"Excuse me?" Steve asked him.

"Im sorry but I can't stand racist sexual predators." He answered him, grabbing his fork and popping some tomatoes from his salad into his mouth, not even looking our way.

Lia looked lost and confused and decided to just come to stand next to me, asking me if I was okay with her eyes.

I don't know who he was. But I was thankful. I was going to bite his head off and possibly lose my job- not that I cared. My fave was burning, my ears where ringing and I felt my eyes sting from holding back tears because I couldn't even open my mouth to shout and swear.

"I'm not sure how this concerns you?"

"Did I not just tell you- I can't stand racist sexual predators. I also don't like repeating myself..." He says to him, taking another bite of his salad.

"Could I have my wine?" He asks Lia as she nods. She moves to grab his wine placing the bottle in a ice bucket before bringing it on a tray along with his glass I poured him.

It was a little weird. He seemed so composed, but you could see a layer of range in his calm behaviour.

It was honestly a little scary.

And hot.

Not the time or place I know, but damn.

"Are you accusing me of something? We deal harshly with false accusations here." Steve, walked over to him, clearly having no idea that this guy does not take bullshit.

Even I could see that.

"When I women is uncomfortable with your touch and says no, it becomes sexual assault." He tells him coldly.

Steve laughed, looking straight at me again before approaching me.

I wish he would.

"Your right, it's only sexual assault if she doesn't want it. Do you think she's going to side with you if you report it?" Steve slouched out. He was clearly drunk but I was praying he would try anything. I really wanted to teach him a lesson.

"I didn't say if she doesn't want it. I said if she says no. Do I have to teach you what it means when someone says no." The guy muttered as Steve just laughed making the air in the room frosty cold.

The guy at the table kept silent once more- ignoring him and continued to chew his food- but very slowly.

"Hey, Gabby, come here." He called over to me as I gave him the dirtiest screw ever.

No fucking way.

Steve turned to me, yelling louder.

"Come. Here, unless you want to be fired." He warns with a twisted smile.

I blinked.

Did he just...threaten me?

I pressed my lips so damn hard to hold myself in as I approached the roach.

I really wish he would.

Please.

"Gabby, this man says I sexually assaulted you. Is that the case?" He asks. He reaches out his hand, laying it on my waist again before travelling down.

In front of the customer.

"Tell me, are apes built like regular women?" He laughed out and I was seeing red.

The guy stopped chewing his food as well before drinking a glass of water, looking at us as his hands clenched into fists.

I on the other hand was frozen like a statue again.

I couldn't believe what was happening.

Never in my almost 22 years of live.

This asshole has his hands almost all the way on my ass... and was being racist.

How fucking dare he.

I'm so glad he did. I was about to teach him a lesson- and this time I was justified.

"Hey, asshole." I say turning to face him. 3 pairs of eyes turned to look at me and you could hear a pin drop.

I looked at slimeball Steve as he looked shock at my outburst.

"Am I your small dick? Why are you rubbing me up and down, get your filthy hands off me." I say loudly.

"E-Excuse me." He asks stuttering in confusion.

I tried to walk away. Believe me I really did try, but I was way past listening to reason or reciting mantras.

I closed my fist moved back and punched him across the face, making him fall on the ground cupping his nose. My hand stung from the impact as I tried to shake the pain away.

"How fucking dare you touch me you slime ball." I yelled before moving in to kick him.

"What did you just call me? Ape? I'll show you ape you..." I bellowed kicking him in the shin with my heels.

Ape? Ape?

"Hey! If you lay another finger on me, your fired!" He shouted, as his nose started to bleed furiously down his face.

I chuckled at his audacity.

I breathed our angrily and turned to the guy in the suit, who looked at me with a funny expression that almost resembled a smile.

"Sorry, would you Excuse me." I say as I grabbed the ice bucket that had his wine in it, moving towards the disgusting excuse of a man on the floor.

I kicked him in the butt as he tried to get up, causing him to yell out, before grabbing him by his trousers pushing it down to give me some space to dump the ice cubes down his underwear.

"Fire me? Fire me?." I yelled as he screamed in pain as I grabbed his head kneeing him in the face.

"Don't worry asshole. I quit!" I yelled at his curled up body laying on the floor a hot mess. I turned breathing heavy and saw the kitchen staff had come out to see the commotion.

"Ape? You fucking loser!" I yell once more before turning to kick him once more for good luck.

I rushed out, Lia in tow behind me as I stomped into the staff room.

"How fucking dare he! The cheek of that disgusting piece of shit. Laying his dirty fingers on me. Calling me a ape? Disgusting." I said, grabbing all my belongings.

"That was so cool!" Lia says with a laugh.

I slowed down my breathing, collapsed on the bench, my anger slowly decreasing enough for me to realise what I had done.

Shit.

I groaned in frustration.

"What's wrong?"

"I...just quit...didn't I?"

Lia laughs sitting beside me.

"Yep. In style."

"But...I need this job."

I couldn't do it. I had to much pride to beg for my job back.

Oh well, let's hope my Dad got this deal.

"You know what. Fuck it." I say, standing up with my bag to storm up to the rodent and demand my pay before I go.

When I came back out to leave the store, I found Steve was in his underwear, on his knees on the floor.

I blinked. Confused.

"I'm-I'm Sorry Gabby. Please forgive me."

I blinked again.

"What?" I asked. Lia came next to me looking at Slimeball Steve, confused just as I was.

"I apologise for being inappropriate. Please forgive me. Please say you forgive me." He begs, coming closer to me on his knees. I back away, disturbed.

Was he high...?

I heard him sniffing and his face was wet, as if he had been crying. I looked to the table with the guy in the grey suit, who was still eating his food, his back to both of us.

Did he do something to him?

I saw the kitchen staff all scurry away back into the kitchen, some of the staff cleaning up the ice on the floor.

What was going on here?

"Please, please forgive me." He begs approaching me again, with snot and blood running down his face. I also noticed his lip was bleeding... did I beat him that bad?

"Eww, stay back. Look, I'm not like the other waitress you sexual exploited..."

He whimpers even louder, looking behind him in fear. I looked at the guy in the suit again, as he wipes his mouth and stands up.

Steve is full on crying.

What In the hell was happening.

It was funny, but I was a little concerned.

"I swear, I won't do it again. Please!"

I saw the guy in the grey suit stare angrily at Steve on the floor, while I was getting confused as the seconds passed. He ignored him, stepping past him like he was dirt laying on the road before looking down at me as he moved to stand by the door and stopped to turn and look at Steve on the floor.

"Your fired. Expect to hear from my attorney tomorrow. Gabby Annie-Marie, follow me." he calls my name.

How'd he know my full name?

"Say what now? No offence but I have no idea who you are..." I say staring at him with a frown.

"Really?" he says amused, stopping in his steps and crossed his arms.

"Yes really... thanks for helping but I can handle myself- so I'm going to head home." I say turning to Lia to say goodbye as I moved to leave aswell.

He looks at me with amusement before standing in front of the door and stopping me.

"I know your father." He says in a condescending tone.

Everyone knew my father, everyone who had money took whatever they could from him and abandoned him.

And this rich, entitled businessman was obviously one of them.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Pardon." He asks pretending to be confused.

"I don't care if you know my father- I'm not going anywhere with you, you pervert." I spit moving the opposite way, only to be stopped again by him.

What did he want?!

"You know, I thought your angry, dramatic personality was fake- but your actually that conceited." He says crossing his arms.

"Sorry?" I asked utterly confused and shocked. Does he know me?

"Apology accepted." He answers making me see red before it all snapped into place in my mind.

"You!"

"Me?" He asked pretending to be oblivious. I looked at him from top to bottom- and strangely...saw it. Give him ugly red crocs, facial hair and a long rats nest for hair and you'd recognise him.

When did the hobo get hot.

"Are you stalking me?" I asked crossing my arms.

He laughed looking behind me at the staff that were gathering around Slimeball Steve and watching us.

"Why would I stalk you?"

"Let me guess, my father owes you money? Well he owes a lot of people money, your not going to get anything by kidnapping me." I tell him boldly.

"What are you talking about? Me? Kidnap you? " He asked completely disgusted at what I had suggested. He wasn't fooling me though. This had already happened before- people asking me favours just because my dad owed them money.

"I'm not going anywhere with you- get out of my way." I warn.

"Fine. Since you quit too, don't come back."

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" I ask him- all the attractiveness I was feeling disappeared instantly.

He was intolerable!

"Don't you worry, you can leave now- your going to regret talking to me like that though." He says with a smirk and in that moment I don't know what came over me. I look around and saw a vase holding some flowers in water sitting so pretty and innocently. I grabbed it, pulling out the flowers before standing on my tip toes reaching out and chugging the whole thing over his face and drenching him.

"Oops."

The look I got from him gave me pure satisfaction as I smiled at my handy work and pulled the door open to be welcomed by a familiar face, my smile dropping instantly.

"Gabby?" My father says confused before looking behind me.

"Dad?"