All Chapters of Rachel: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Rachel What's the best way to forgo everyone and everything that hurts you, for me, it is to get drunk. I don’t normally like to drink alcohol because it makes me lose my mind, and I don’t like the fact that something has this kinda effect. If anything I like the most is being sober. So I don’t make any rash decisions that I might regret in the future. But today it's different, for just one day I want to be free, not caring about anything else in life. I don’t know what the morning brings for me but I wanna enjoy being out of control for once. “What do you think you’re doing here?” I sensed a hand on my shoulder as the glass was taken away from my hand. I groaned loudly, trying to grab the glass back, “Give it back, you’re no one but my boss, why do you care.” He stood right in front of me, shooting deadly glares at me, as he placed both his arms around my waist, lifting me from the stool that I was sitting on. I slapped his face trying to free myself from his grasp but he didn’

Rachel Droplets of tears streamed down from my eyes, sliding down my cheeks, with my eyes burning. If anything I hate in this life and my work, it is these onions. This one thing makes everything I love about cooking hate. But my relationship with onions is something very complicated, I hate and love them, Love eating and adding them, to the food I make but I hate cutting, copping them But it is what it is, I have loved cooking for as long as I can remember. The first time I cooked something edible was when I was a child, and that was a boiled egg. And after that, I never stopped. I started reading cookbooks, watching cooking shows, and even watching my mom cook and tried everything to learn this skill. I don't know why but as a child whenever I was sad or the kids in my school used to bully me because I don't have a dad, I used to come home and cook even as a child all alone in home with my mom working for two to three jobs, cooking brings me peace and it still does, maybe that on

Rachel I sighed happily, stretching my arms, although I am tired as heck with all the work, and babysitting but at the end of the day, I'm happy and satisfied with myself. Nowadays, two things make me forget that help me forget Jayce, one of Brandon and Jane's babies, and two of my late nights at this restaurant. I don't know why seeing people happy and satisfied with my work, either by eating something I cooked or the time they spend with me, makes my days fulfilled. Even though food and cooking remind me of my time with Jayce and every time I'm cooking. I don't know, but it seems even far away from me there is part of with me every time, I hold a knife or spatula, or see the happily satisfied look on the people's face that comes and devours my food. And that is something I will always be thankful to Jayce, it's because of him that I've so much, if it's not for me then I would have never discovered that I've some kind of thing with cooking too. I remember the first time I was at

Jayce Waiting, waiting, and Waiting is what I've been doing last four hours, no one not even Rachel seemed to come, I don't if this right address and at that time I couldn't even ask if I'm in right or if the waiter tricked me. Fuck, I sighed, pacing around, hiding my hands in my coat pockets, I don't know what temperature right now, I just go somewhere warm or take a hot bath but I don't want to miss my only chance to meet Rachel, I just see how she is, her smile, and if I get a chance I do want to ask her why she left me right before the moment I finally decided to overcome my fear of love and confess my feeling for her. For once I want to be Rachel. I pulled my phone hoping to pass some time engaging myself in some silly game but bad luck it ran out of battery. I'm so pissed right now like I haven't been in years. I'm this close to meeting Rachel yet time doesn't seem to pass. Why is everything right now making me feel annoyed? All I want is to see Rachel once again. Some more pa

Jayce It's been a year since that night, and after that night seeing Rachel so happy with someone else, I haven't made any attempt to contact her even though I know where she is but It's sad that even I was so badly searching for her everywhere, I can and now when I know where she is, still, I can't attempt to talk to her. I guess I'm happy at the fact that even without me being a part of her life, she is happy, even if it hurts me that someone is not me but someone other than me. I sighed, making my way inside the restaurant today is a big day for my sister and I don't want to ruin it for her, by looking so fucked up. So I plastered a smile on my face even if it's fake, it works for me. Today she is going to introduce me to her boyfriend, whom she has been talking with me for so long, praising him like a demigod or some other, well I don't care who he is. If he hurts my sister he'll for sure get hurt. I entered, only to find the one that I'd avoided sitting with him. It's been a