Have you ever compared yourself to a Disney Princess? No, well I am weird and love Disney and do it all the time. I see myself as Cinderella without the happy ending, I mean I live with my step mom and step sister because my father was in the Army and killed three years ago just before I turned fifteen years old.

Everything was split up between the evil witch, her spawn and myself and I cannot touch anything until I turn 18, and that is still two months away. Thankfully  grad is over and done with, so that is one less stress, but my step mother is doing everything in her power to keep me living at the house by the time I turn 18 because she can then demand money from me and use the fact that I live here too as an excuse.

I have been taking as many double shifts at the little café that I waitress at just to save up money, I've been applying for housing as well because I start at the local collage in the fall to take my business admin classes. My plan is to open my own bakery one day, that is the one thing I got from my dad, we spent our best years in the kitchen. Even when he got with my step  mom he made sure to make time for our baking sprees.

Today is no different, I opened and got asked to help close so another double shift and working a 16 hour day. But I will take it, by the time I get home they will be in bed so I won't have to deal with their bull shit until tomorrow. Only problem is they will wake me up early to make them breakfast. They don't seem to care that I work until 11pm and have to walk home after words.

I'm brought out of my thoughts by the bell above the door, I look up from the coffee filters I am stacking with coffee for the morning shift to see two guys from school walk in with a group of guys in leather cuts. My coworker seats them in my section with a smirk, the other servers refuse to serve the bikers unless they absolutely have to so they always seem to get sat where I work. I roll my eyes not effected by her pettiness.

"Hannah, you have a table." Whitney calls out to me as she walks back to her boyfriend and sits on his lap. Useless bimbo is my opinion but I keep that to myself and grab my note pad and pen and a stack of menu's before making my way over.

"Hi, would you like menu's?" I have my smile painted on my face, being polite.

"Well, well if it isn't Hannah, how you doing babe?" Sean asks, he is one of the guys I went to school with. He's the flirty man whore player who has been with everyone in our school practically, but he's never been able to swing me and he has tried so many times. Hence him calling me babe.

"Sean, Ty." I greet back, Ty's eyes meet mine and he smiles. He was always nice to me, didn't try to hit on me and made an effort to talk to me. But, like everyone else I kept him at arms length because once I am done my schooling I am gone. Not sure where, but once I graduate from collage I am moving and opening my bakery. I didn't want ties to this place, especially because my step mom will forever live here.

"Hey Hannah, yeah menu's all around and can we just get coffee and waters for the table please." Ty smiles, this time my smile is genuine as I nod and go off to get drinks. These two weren't really apart of the social group in school, but they were very well known.

Sean was a heart throb, not my type but still good looking. He had Greek ancestry and it showed, he has been compared to a golden Greek God because he works out and has muscles, his light blonde hair and tan skin a major contrast but he pulls it off so well. If we are talking my type, I don't mind Ty. Not exactly my type but more so then Sean.

Ty was taller by a good foot, he was at least six foot six or taller. His dark auburn hair was almost black depending on the lighting, he had some facial hair but it was trimmed to look like a five o'clock shadow, but he is built more like a boxer. He has the crooked nose, strong and square jaw line, and a bulkier build.

I take back their drinks on a tray, being very careful to not spill. I have done this since I was fifteen so I have learned how to handle a tray full of drinks with minimum spillage. I set the tray down and unload the five coffee's and waters.

"Ready to order?" I take my pen and pad out, waiting.

"You know what would make this decision so much easier?" Sean asks, batting his eyes at me. I sigh, knowing a lame pickup line is about to leave his mouth. Just to humor him I answer his question, knowing I am not going to like the answer.

"No I don't." I take the bait.

"If you were on this menu." he chuckled winking at me, I rolled my eyes and spoke without thinking first.

"Honey, you couldn't afford me even if I was on the menu." I sassed back, then I realized what I said and how I said it. I closed my eyes in embarrassment, "Wow that was not how I wanted that to come out. I am NOT a hooker." I chuckle trying to cover up exactly how embarrassed I am. I am an awkward person and do not do human interaction with grace.

Everyone is chuckling and I open my eyes, knowing my face is flushed red. I shook my head and put back on my professional façade again.

"Anyways, food?" I hold up my pen and pad gesturing for them to order.

"I'll have a cheese burger and fries please Hannah." Ty chuckles, everyone agrees and they all order the same thing making it very easy. I rush away, trying to make it look casual but I doubt it was, I am not that graceful. I put up their order then bolt to the bathroom to hide and try and collect myself. I know they are cool and won't hold it against me but damn, that was embarrassing. 

Especially when I have always been the quiet and shy girl that just keeps to herself throughout school. I don't know if they even realized I could be sarcastic, well attempt to be. I splash some water on my face and fix myself before going back out and keep working. Eventually their food was ready so I took out their plates. Everything went smoothly and I was less worried about someone making comments.

They sat and drank coffee until we closed, they all left and I finished cleaning and did the rest of my close before grabbing my stuff and leaving out the back door. I haven't bought myself a vehicle yet because I have been saving to get away, I don't mind because I just walk. It's a small enough place that it only takes me about twenty minutes to walk from the house to the café.

I check my phone and its already eleven forty five, a little later then I intended to be but oh well. I plug one earbud into my ear and hit play on my random playlist. The song Control by Puddle of Mud blares through the one speaker as I trek my way home. I get a few blocks away when I hear voices following me, I turn around and there is a group of guys staggering down the street.

I go to cross the street but that drew attention to me and I hear someone whistle and call out to me. "Hey pretty lady where do you think your going?" I ran across the street, which caused them to chase me. I panicked and took a random back alley and ran to the end, climbing the chain link fence I throw myself over and hide behind a crate of something.

I could hear the drunks cat calling, trying to find me but I stay hunkered down shaking in fear. A hand came from behind and wrapped around my arms and mouth, a deep voice whispered by my ear.

"Don't scream darlin, your safe." I froze, not sure what to do.

"Hannah, how did you get into the club compound." a familiar voice speaks quietly from beside me, I try and look but the guy with his hand on my mouth doesn't let go right away. It's Ty, wait the club compound? Shit! I didn't even realize where I was. The hand holding my mouth is taken away and I whisper back, making sure to keep my voice down.

"I was being followed, jumped the fence to get away." the voices draw closer, Ty's jaw clenches and he motions for me to stay where I am as he stands up and walks over to the fence where I jumped.

"If you were smart boys, I would keep walking the opposite direction." Ty said in a serious voice, sounding scary and intimidating. I shivered, the cool air of the night getting to me, a jacket is draped over my shoulders, a leather one. I look back and see one of the guys from the café crouched down behind me, he was the one who grabbed me.

He had the most beautiful forest green eyes, full beard that was already half down his chest but very well kept, he didn't look much older then myself but he was definitely older. He was taller, I could tell by how tall he was crouched down. He had long black hair that was pulled back under a bandanna and was very muscular.

"Thank you." I smiled, he smiled back.

"Welcome darlin." his drawl doing something for me, making me blush. I have always had a thing for a Texan drawl and there is just something about being called darlin that is just, phew.

Ty came back over and offered me a hand, but hands around my waist lifting me up had him pulling back with a smirk on his face. I wasn't sure what to do now, but these two made up my mind.

"Let's get out of the yard, you aren't walking home any more Hannah. I'll give you a ride when I can okay?" Ty offered, I shrugged my shoulders unsure what to say.

"I can give her a ride home." the guy I don't know says staying close to me.

"Perfect, Hannah meet Jacob, and vice versa." he chuckles "See you when your back man." with that he walks away. Jacob holds out his arm for me to take, so I place my hand on his arm blushing as I do.

"Thank you for giving me a ride, I really don't want to walk after that. Honestly I don't want to go home but I know its going to be an early morning." I admit, we walk around the sorage units and come to a row of bikes and vehicles. I hope that its a vehicle not a bike, but I guess beggars can't be choosers.

Thankfully he opens the car door to an older 80's style charger, and he helps me in before going around and getting in. The car turns over and purrs to life, it is a beautiful car to look at and for someone who know's car's I am sure they would appreciate it as well.

"Well beautiful, if you don't want to go home, do you want to grab a bite to eat?" I chuckle becuase he had just eaten over an hour ago, although I haven't eaten since six pm.

"I am starved, but didn't you just eat?"I question as he pulls out of the compound and into the early morning traffic.

"Yeah, but I've been told I'm a bottomless pit when it comes to food." he chuckles, so we go to an all night diner and sit visiting. He was so easy to talk to, that I don't know when or how but I ended up telling him about my life, my dad, my step mom, my step sister and my future plans. 

I learned that he is only down visiting, he actually lives six hours away and owns his own place, I was right and he is only two years older then me, he just turned 20 and I will be turning 18 soon.

Before I know it my phone is ringing, its my step mother. Groaning I realize it is already six thirty in the morning, she is probably going to yell at me for not being home to make them breakfast.

"Hello?" I answer, not feeling like dealing with her but knowing if I don't it will only be worse later.

"Where the hell are you Hannah? We need breakfast so I can go to work and your sister has a scolarship to study for." my stepmother screeched over the phone, I flinch back at the volume. I see Jacob flinch at the sound too.

"I'm sorry, there has been some trouble after work and I am stranded out. You will have to cook yourself." I say, feeling irritable at her incosiderate tone.

"How dare you? You are such a selfish little brat. You are always thinking of just yourself and never anyone else. No wonder your father had to enlist in the Army to get away from you. I expect you home in the next ten minutes or I am calling the cops." she disconnects the call and I pinch the bridge of my nose. 

"You know what darlin, there is an amazing collage back home, I could use the help with paying bills and groceries plus I have a three bedroom ranch house. You want to come live with me? It's easy to transfer paperwork to move schools, I've done it a few times." he chuckles, I think about it.

School, living accomidations and if I am out before 18 that means she doesn't get any money at all. I feel hope finally.

"Are you sure? I mean for me to pack my stuff and move it will be a lot of drama from my step mom." I admit, feeling bad becuase I don't want him to have to deal with her crazy.

"Darlin, you are beautiful and I can hope we could get to know eachother so I admit I have alterior motives. But at the same time, its a win win for both of us. I seriously need help with the bills and because with the club I travel I'm not always home. With you there at least I know the place won't burn to the ground. Unless your a horrible cook?" he cocks an eyebrow, making me giggle.

"I want to open my own bakery after shcool, I am pretty sure I won't burn down a house." he chuckles. "You know what, yes. Let's wait for everyone to be out of the house, I am going to just write a letter and send a text to her for proof and I will pack my stuff." he grins.

"I'll help of course." he smiles, paying for food and drinks we take off and make it to the house, thankfully we waited long enough and no one was home. I managed to pack anything of importance while Jacob loaded it in his car. I wrote out a quick note that outlined the important things and texted the same thing as the letter.

I have been accepted into a different school, I am sorry for the short notice but I will send some money to cover what I owe up to today for my portion of bills and rent. I have already packed my things, anything left behind is something that I either don't need or it wasn't mine to begin with. Take care and we will be in touch.

I took a picture of the note and my room exactly the way it was left, I even got a couple pictures with Jacob in them just so they can't claim I am a liar about anything. I know how conniving this woman can be.

Jacob finished up with the local club, and before I knew it we were on our way to his place. What life had in store for me I didn't know, but I know one thing for sure, I may not have gotten a prince on a white horse but thanks to a tattood man in leather I have a chance of getting my happily ever after, or at least a chance to make a happy life. Becasue as much as I like Cinderella, it can stay a story and I am just going to live my life for me.

The End.