Chapter 1

Nicky run from her house. She had overslept. Her damn neighbors just could not shut up. They always fought for the silliest things and after an hour of shouting and breaking things all over the place, they made up. Did that mean that she got any peace. No of course not. Because after they made up, came make up sex. And the bigger their previous argument, the louder they were during sex. Last night they moaned and groaned up to three o clock in the morning. And even with her ear plugs she still could not sleep, they were that loud. Of course the fact that the walls of her place are paper thin did not help things at all. So now she was running to the bus stop to catch the eight thirty bus. She could not lose it because the next one was half an hour later and she did not want to be late on her first day on the job.

She was a hundred feet from the bus stop when she saw the bus coming. So she sprinted while moving her hands up and down for the driver to see her and stop to get her. Thankfully the bus driver was a nice lady in her forties that stopped and waited for her to run the last of the distance to the bus stop. When she entered the bus she practically collapsed on a seat up front and thanked the lady driver. She smiled back at her.

“Bad morning sweety?”

“Just the follow up of a bad night” Nicky all but groaned “And to make things worse I did not hear my alarm clock and I had to leave the house without the shower I had planned or eating breakfast. Thank god I had chosen what to wear last night, or I might be in my pajamas right now.”

“Why so anxious?”

“It is my first day on the job and I wanted to make a good impression, and running late does not make a good impression. If I lost this bus the next one is half an hour later” She said a little bit harshly. She was still irritated by her bad start today.

“Hey don’t shoot the messenger. I don’t make the bus schedule, I just do the driving.” The bus driver said a little bit defensively

“I know it is not your fault. I was the one that did not wake up as planned. It is just that without my morning coffee I am really cranky. And like I said no breakfast today.”

“Well I hope you have five minutes to spare after you get off the bus to take something to eat. Working on an empty stomach is very bad for you.”

“I know I know, are you always on this bus in the mornings?”

“Yes I am.”

“I am glad! I will be taking this bus every morning to work and it is nice to have a nice person to talk to in the morning” Nicky beamed at her “By the way I am Nicky”

“Nice to meet you Nicky I am Martha.”

“Well I get down on the next stop Martha, it was nice to meet you too. I will see you tomorrow. Have a nice day”

“Thanks you Nicky! Have a nice first day to work!”

Nicky got off the bus and run at the café she was hired yesterday. It was not her first job as a waitress. She was doing it since she was fifteen and her parents died. They were not a rich family and when they died on a car crush they did not leave her anything, not even a house to live since they were always on the rent. Thankfully for her, her maternal grandmother was alive and took her in her home; or else the social services would have put her in the foster system. Her grandmother was always fond of her and after her mother died it was as if Nicky replaced her daughter in her life. But she was not rich either, they had to live on her pension which was not much. That was why a few weeks after her parent’s death Nicky announced to her grandmother that she would work part time as a waitress to help to the home expenses. And she had worked as one ever since. Their financials were really tight and her grandmother’s health had deteriorated by the time she finished school so she did not even consider going to college. She started working full time and six months later her grandmother passed away leaving her all alone. Sometimes Nicky thought that she was hanging on until she turned eighteen so that she wouldn’t have to go to a foster family. The apartment they used to live was her grandmother’s and she inherited it after she died. It was not much but she would not have to pay rent and that was a real savior for her finances.

Now a good four years later she was about to turn twenty three and the café she used to work for the last three years had closed. The owner was a big gambler and eventually had lost even the cafe in a card game. The new owner wanted to open a clothing shop in its place so Nicky was found without a job. Thankfully her ex boss had introduced her to another café owner he knew that was looking for an experienced waitress. The new café was further from her home but she could go there on a bus. It was situated in a very good neighborhood that insured a lot of customers and better tips for her and she was grateful for that. If all went well she would ask to work over hours than her shift and maybe she would manage to save some money to get a used car. She always wanted to get a car. She had saved two years to pay the lessons and fees for her driver’s license and ever since she was trying to save money for a used car. That would make her transportations much easier.

As soon as she entered the café she went through the personnel doors and changed to the uniform her new boss had given her the previous day. When she was ready her boss introduced her to the rest of the staff. There would be three other girls with her during her shift. Two of them were waitresses like herself and the other one was on the inside of the counter to prepare the orders. They were very friendly with her and seemed to be nice girls. They looked to be a little bit older than her, but by four years at the most. She was confident that they would hit it off, since in their profession good team work was a must.

They showed her the tables she would cover and she began right away. There were a lot of customers she had to wait on but she was a competent waitress and she managed to handle them without any problems. After a couple hours a man with a walking stick entered the café. He was obviously blind but that did not make him less impressive. He was tall around six three with wide shoulders and muscled thighs. His hair was brown with scarce blond highlights. Not the kind you have at a hair salon, the kind the sun gives you after a lot of time spent in the sun. His face looked as if it was sculptured by the ancient Greeks. She could not see his eyes because he was wearing black glasses. She moved fast towards him to help him find a table. She said good morning to him and placed her hand on his upper arm to guide him to a table. His hand was worm and lean muscled and that simple touch made her shiver all over. There were two spare tables in her section and she seated him there. He thanked her and ordered coffee and piece of chocolate cake. She was glad to put some distance between them because their nearness unsettled her too much. She was not used to that kind of emotions and she did not know what to make of them.

When she turned to go get his order she saw that the girls were also at the counter and were smirking at her. June the girl that was posted behind the counter was the first to talk.

“So you already met our blind friend. I see you made sure he sat in your section” She teased Nicky who blushed immediately.

“I did not want him to hit on something. My tables were the closest ones and that is why I seated him there.” She said almost apologetically, only for the life of her she did not know why she was apologizing. She was only doing her job.

Mary, one of the waitresses was the one that replied to her

“Don’t worry honey. She is just teasing you. You don’t have to worry about him though he knows this place by heart. He comes here every day. He sits in a table for hours and does nothing. He just sits there. From time to time he takes out a writing device he has, writes something and then again he just sits there.”

“Is he expecting someone?”

“Well if he is, that person has not got here the past two years he comes to the café. I think he is just lonely”

Nicky felt sorry for him. She could not imagine why he did not have any friends. Ok he was blind but that was not reason enough for him to always be alone. As she looked back at him she saw him have a content smile on his face. His stance totally relaxed as his was having tons of fun. Apparently there was no reason to feel sorry for him. He looked as he knew a secret the rest of the world had no idea about.

“Ok I have another question for you. You claim he knows this place by heart. But how does he know which tables are empty to go to?” Nicky asked curiously

Sasha the other waitress was the one to reply. “Oh he comes here to the counter and one of us directs him to an empty table. June here was just jealous that you got to touch him and she did not have a chance to ogle him on close range that is why she is bitching at you”

“Hey I am not bitching at her. I was just making an observation.” It was June’s time to blush

“Mmmhhhh it looked that way to me Mary kept teasing”

“Break time is over girls back to your tables” June told them and went to make the orders they gave her. They all laughed and went back to work. Nicky went to another table to take an order but every few seconds she kept looking over him. He kept smirking from time to time. What the girls had told her made him more fascinating to her. She wanted to know his story. And there was only one way to find out.

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Dimitra