The Achy, Breaky Heart!

Chapter 11

I wake up on the floor of the toilet. I climb off the floor and walk over to the basin. I wash my hands and put some water in my hair. I get changed into my work clothes.

My mobile is on the floor and the battery is dead.

Damn, what time is it?

I exit the bathroom and a black car is pulled to the curb. The sandy blonde hair, blue eyed guy from last night steps out of the car.

He moves towards me. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself last night." He says with an Aussie Accent. "I'm Vincent Diablo."

My hands shake as I place them in his tanned hand. "Samantha Black."

He pulls me against him. "About last night? Do you remember anything?"

"I heard screaming and gunshots. That's all I know. I won't tell anyone. I have other things to worry about then the man you killed. If you'll excuse me I have to go to work."

He frowns. "What do you mean you have other things to worry about?"

I cross my arms. I put one finger up and say. "One, I have a job to get to. If I'm late I'll lose it." My second finger goes up. "Two, I have nowhere to live." My third finger goes up. "Three, I'm pregnant. Do you think I care what you do in your spare time in dark alleyways?"

"I'm sorry, I'll let you go."

I wave him off. "I'll be seeing you around won't I?"

"Yep,"

I leave him standing close to his car.

I walk along the footpath and head to the Cafe.

At the cafe I make my brownies and take them out front. I help Caleb with making other cakes for the display case.

Lauren enters the kitchen. "Sam, I have a cute blonde, Aussie accent guy that wants to see you. That guy is hot."

I laugh. "You can have him if you want?"

She shakes her head. "No, I have my eyes on someone else."

"You have to tell me who. And I'll work my magic."

Lauren laughs. "I'd love to see you work your magic on... Never mind. I'll point him out when he gets back from Europe."

I step out from the kitchen and I see Vincent at the counter.

The girls in the shop stare at him.

Vincent smiles. "Hey, baby. What's good to eat and drink here?"

I roll my eyes. "Coffee and any cakes."

"I want you to make me a coffee and give me the best cake you have."

I cross my arms. "Vincent, these girl could have taken your order. Why do you want me to make these things for you?"

He smiles and it lights up his handsome face. "I trust you. Besides these girls could slip anything into my drink and I don't want to take any chances with them."

"What makes you think I won't slip anything into your drink?"

He moves his index finger telling me to come to him.

I move towards him.

He leans over the counter and whispers. "You know what I'm capable of, baby. Don't test me."

I walk over to the coffee machine and make him a black coffee to match his heart and I give him a slice of my brownies. I put it in a bag and put the order on the table.

I tell him how much it costs and he hands over a fifty. "Keep the change, baby. I'll see you around."

Vincent steps out of the Cafe and he gives the coffee to one of his workers. He holds up the brownie bag and waves at me. He steps into the car.

I watch the car pull out onto the road and disappear around the corner.

The girls gather around me.

Rene taps me on the shoulder. "How do you know him?"

"I met him last night on the way home from work." I turn to Lauren. "I didn't tell him where I worked."

Lauren nods. "I know. He saw the company logo on your uniform." She claps her hands. "Okay ladies, get back to work. We can't stand around gossiping about our customers."

I pick up a cloth and walk around the shop cleaning the tables.

After work I exit the front door of the Cafe and I walk to the homeless shelter. On the way there a black car pulls over and I hear a window get pulled down. "Sammy?"

I turn to the voice and see Vincent.

What does he want?

I move towards the car. "What are doing here, Vinny?"

"Following you."

No shit Sherlock.

"Why, do you have to keep doing that?"

He steps out of the car. "I've been given orders to keep an eye on you, Miss Black. My Boss doesn't like that you know what happened to the guy in the..."

"Vincent Diablo, leave me alone. I want to forget about last night. Why, don't you just kill me or take me to your boss."

Vincent shakes his head. "You don't want to meet The Boss. He's not a good guy."

Neither are you. But, you seem to be everywhere that I am.

I look across the street. "I have to go." I cross the street and enter the homeless shelter.

The girl next to nudges my shoulder. "Looks like we got a new helper."

Vincent walks into the shelter with Maria.

Great! All I need is Vincent to be here every night.

I whisper. "I don't think he's here for a helping hand. I think he's offering money."

"Why, would you say that?"

"He's wearing a suit and he has a driver waiting outside the building."

The girl looks out the door. "You're right."

We continue to serve the food.

Vincent stands next to me. He put mashed potatoes on the plate and hand it back to the girl.

The girl looks at him. "Thank you, Mister." She takes the plate and walks to a table.

I'm tired.

I yawn.

Vincent touches my face. "If you're tired you should go home."

I hit his hand. "Do you have to keep touching me?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't realise I was doing it."

I roll my eyes. "Whatever. I'm out of here." I pick up my backpack and I walk out the door.

I walk to the female public toilets. I wash my hands and prepare the backpack as a pillow. I pull out my sweat pants and t-shirt. I change into them. I close the door to the stall. I sit on the ground and then lie my head on the bag.

I close my eyes.

Vincent

What the he'll does this girl think she's doing?

I watch from my car as she enters the bathroom. I wait ten minutes and she doesn't come out. "I'll be back."

I step out of the car and walk into the toilets. "Samantha?" I yell.

She doesn't reply.

I step into the woman's toilets and I see legs hanging from under a door.

She needs to take better care of herself. She told me she was pregnant this morning.

I kick the door and it hit against the wall.

She doesn't wake up.

I pick Sam up and carry her to my car. I put her in the back with me.

Barrett turns to me. "Where are we going?"

"My place. She needs somewhere safe to be."

Barrett drives to my place.

At home I carry Samantha into my house and place her in the spare bedroom.

I kiss her forehead. "Sleep tight, baby."