Chapter 6 | Asshole

" Damn who's that?" Dylan questioned from the driver's seat, "She's hot as hell"

I turned my attention from the very slow traffic and looked out the window.

She for one looked very familiar.

"Loving the clothing"

I stared at her tattered clothes with one shoe in her hands. She had her top ripped down, and only a very torn short skirt which showed her butt.

Wait! Hold up. Ain't she the girl from last night.

"Wow, player much. Why don't you just fuck her and forget that we are in a relationship Dyaln. And don't worry cause I am definitely not going to rip you head off and feed it to the fishes" I replied sarcastically.

"Don't worry babe. I'm definitely not going anywhere" Dylan said and blew me a kiss, returning to watch the scene in front of us.

We were supposed to go and visit his grandparents before my shift this evening, but with traffic this slow I really doubt it.

My attention was totally captivated once I saw the dude from earlier.

Ha! I knew I saw that girl form earlier. She was his date. In a very bad condition.

I watched as Ethan jogged over to her in nothing but loose sweatpants which showed off his abs.

They looked to be in a heated discussion. Very heated if I may add with arms flailing from side to side and faces almost like tomatos.

I watched Ethan grab unto her arms and pull her closer.

I held in a laugh as she pushed out of his hold, raised her only shoe and hit it on his head, a frown on his face, hand on his head.

Damn, that must have hurt.

She spat in his face before walking off. Shoe in her hand, a smirk on her face.

Ethan glared at her, before Dylan barked out in a loud laugh, making me to giggle a little bit.

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"Damn, did you hear?"

"Head what?"

"Oh, I forgot you lived in a sandwich. Anyway supermodel candice got dumped by Ethan Carson? Can you believe that?" Amber asked.

"Yeah!" I replied, although knowing the full story I knew it was the other way around.

I was looking around the full restaurant. Not that I was surprised, since I had to pull a few strings to get a job here.

I straightened up as a couple approached the counter. Thought they wera slower than normal, since they stopped every now and then to have a short makeout session.

Some people lacked the lowest of dignity.

"Table for two!" A familiar voice asked.

I looked at the very familiar dark haired, blue eyed boy with an unfamiliar girl.

"Reservation for Ethan Carson" he replied and planted a peck on his new date, which made her giggle.

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. This was Ethan Carson? Right? Wasn't he the guy who brought the candice swanepoel as his date? And was also dumped by her? So why was he with another girl? It hadn't even passed twenty four hours and he had moved on just like that? Wow. Absolute mother fucking jerk. Please excuse my language.

I focused all my remaining attention t on the keyboard as I typed. I got the receipt and led him to the table which was the same he got yesterday.

He ordered different foods this time. Which meant that it was a longer list than yesterday.

The only thing is that my fingers and arms gets good exercise out of this glutton.

His date which did not surprise me ordered a salad. Plain old salad.

I set their dish on the table and left as fast as I could not wanting my ears to go go deaf by the amount of things Ethan said to her. Bieve me when I said that it was dirty. As fuck.

I went back into the staff room, were most of the staff members hung out when they where free.

"Damn did you all see Ethan Rider.with his latest chick!" someone exclaimed.

"I know right he's a player as fuck"

"Learnt that he slept with more girls than there are stars in the sky"

"He's an asshole and a player!"

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AUTHOR'S NOTE.

SORRY IF THIS CHAPTER IS A LITTLE BIT SHORT. BUT THE STORY CONTINUES IN THE NEXT ONE. SO STAY TUNED.

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