Flat
White with 2 pumps of Heart Break
Drip drip
drip French roast poured into a paper coffee cup labeled flat
white and the name Alex scribbled by the rim. A 23-year-old man set
the cup down and wiped his hands on his Manhattan mocha apron.
Also written in fancy letters was the name Alex.
“Alex flat
white” called out Alex. A short 22-year-old women stood up by the
window and flipped her long wavy brown hair out of her face. She
walked up to the counter and smiled while picking up her coffee she
was always the friendliest costumer. She came in every morning but
Sunday sometimes to go and sometimes she stayed longer but she always
ordered a flat white. He loved seeing her every morning for the past
three weeks she always greeted him with a smile. Alex untied his
apron and told another worker it was time for his break. He was
permitted to sit in the coffee shop if it was not busy on breaks so
he grabbed his book and sat in a comfy chair across the room from the
other Alex. He opened Moby Dick to page 79 and began reading. A
couple minutes later Alex sipped her flat white and stood up she
headed towards the door.
“Good book”
She said about to open the door.
“You read it?”
He asked.
“Call me
Ishmael” she nodded walking out the door. He smiled put away his
book and went back to the counter. He worked his shift normally for
the rest of his day then headed back home to take care of his mother.
The next day at
8 AM Alex walked in just like she always did only this time there was
no line the front was empty.
“If no one is
here do I get free coffee?” She asked hollering to the back room
“Maybe, would
you know how to make it?” Asked Alex walking towards the counter.
“Can’t be
that hard I mean well of course your job is hard and I am sure you
work hard I mean not that” rambled the girl nervous.
“It isn’t
that hard especially a simple flat white” He responded making her
coffee before she ordered.
“You
remembered” She said trading her four dollars with Alex for her
coffee.
“Not much else
to do when it’s this slow” he smiled.
“Thank you any
way and sorry about the rambling”
“Not a problem
I’m the same way before my coffee”
“So why is the
place so empty?”
“The zombie
apocalypse”
“Oh I see only
people named Alex survived” she joked.
“Definite
possibility ha, no there’s an event this morning my boss took
coffee their so no one needs coffee from here” he explained.
“So what your
saying is, I am in the wrong place” she teased.
“Yes oh what
will my poor boss do without you calling his job easy” he
responded.
“Good point”
she sips her coffee while he just smiles. “What? Why are you
staring?” she askes
“Just admiring
your mustache Ishmael” He teased. Her cheeks turned as red as a
tomato as she looked down.
“The messy
look is in in Paris” she said flipping her hair giggling.
“Oh well I
must get busy” he grabs some mocha cream and made himself a curly
moustache that matched his piercing brown eyes.
“Now you are
suitable to talk to me” she sassed. “So I can tell you are very
busy here but my rides not here for two hours and I forgot my book, I
was an only child I cannot entertain myself” she smiled while
hiding her book.
“after you”
“OoO what a
gentleman” she relied while they both sat down.
“You learn
those things when you aren’t an only child”
“oh saying I’m
not a gentleman? I mean I’m clearly not a man but well I’m not
gentle, yeah rambling is an only child thing” she laughed not
feeling embarrassed just relaxed.
“So you drink
coffee you’re an only child and like to ramble is that your life
story miss Alex?” He questions.
“never call me
miss” she said choking on her coffee. “Let’s see I am in school
to be a teacher my hobbies are reading a little writing and falling
over thing air”
“That’s very
interesting miss Alex oh oops I mean Ishmael” he teased
“I have
revealed to much” she smiled “So your turn”
“I work here
obviously i also love ready never got into sports and dropped out of
college. What do you like to write?” He asked.
“Poems, you
don’t seem like the collage drop out type”’ she commented.
“Oh thank you
for the snap judgement you don’t seem like the poet type” he
responded hastily.
“I did not
mean like that and what is the poet type?” she asked.
“Your fine I
am going to go back when I have the money, and the poet type is
grandmas with feathers or silly hopeless romantics”
“I am secretly
a grandma you caught me” she smiled. They went on talking about
pets, books, and movies for the next hour.
Her phone rang
and it was her ride she whispered that the driver should park down
the block and came back to her table.
“I have to go
my rides here”
“Thanks for
keeping me company” She grabbed her bag and “Emma” the book
fell out. “I believe I found your book Ishmael”
“I guess I
should have drank my coffee before looking for my book” she said
picking up her book and rushing down the block. He laughed and went
back behind the counter to read in the quit. Alex turned around the
street corner where a nice black limo was parked. A man got out of
the driver’s seat and opened the back seat door for her.
“Enjoy your
coffee miss Victoria?” he asked.
“Yes I did
Sebastian thank you” She got in quietly giggling. Sebastian started
the limo.
“I know that
look” Sebastian commented.
“Do you?”
She asked trying to turn on her poker face poker face. His blue eyes
looked in the mirror laughing at her goofy face.
“Yes it is the
same look your mom had on her face when she met your father back in
the nineties”
“I forgot you
used to drive my mom around” she said changing the topic.
“And her
mother, your grandmother who also had that face when she met your
grandfather”
“I just met
him and have nothing else to say”
“Yes miss
Victoria I forgot I am just the driver”
“The pity
party hasn’t worked since middle school you now your more than
that”
“Worth a shot
oh and you father asked me to give you something”
“Daddy?”
“Yes the man
that pays for your school, pool and me”
“haha I meant
I though he was in Peru this month”
“Yes but he
has a birthday present for you” he handed a blue decorative box to
her in the back seat.
“That’s so
sweet he remembered” she squealed. Inside was a gorgeous gold
journal with the words I’m thinking on the front. She opened
it and a 500-dollar amazon gift card fell out. “The journal is from
you I take it”
“That depends
do you like it?” he asked.
“No, I love it
just what I wanted thank you”
“We are almost
to the dress store”
“Ugh thank you
I do need a new one for my party tomorrow night but I want to wear
sweat pants and stay home”
“Your father
made me promise that I would get you to your party and if you like
you can wear sweat pants under your dress” he teased.
“Mom used to
despise these parties too”
“She would
have kidnapped you and you too would have milkshakes in a dinner
together”
“And you would
have been our getaway driver, I really miss her” she wiped away a
tear while he parked.
“She would be
so proud of you and if you like I can take you to visit her grave
today” he offered while opening her car door.
“I would like
that” she said hugging him while walking inside the store.
The next day at
Manhattan Mocha business picked up. Alex was behind the counter
talking to a tall blonde. Victoria walled up to the counter.
“Good morning
Alex what can I get you?” He asked
“Flat white as
usual” she said looking at the blonde.
“Okay I have
to go grab milk from the back one sec” he said leaving.
“Can I get you
a scone or something” the blonde offered.
“No thanks are
you new here I have never seen you?” Victoria pried.
“No I am
Alex’s boss just stopping by, how does he do serving you?”
“Good he is
always nice and makes good coffee” they both stood awkwardly for a
moment until Alex came back out with milk and started making the flat
white.
“Say anything
embarrassing sis?” he asked the blonde.
“She thinks
I’m your boss” she smiled
“Alex this is
my sister Rachel, Rachel this is Alex”
“Nice to meet
you Rachel” Victoria greeted.
“Question of
the day for here or to go?” He asked
“To go please,
question of the day for you what did you go to school for?” she
asked.
“He wants to
be a publisher” Rachel answered.
“Here is your
coffee have a nice day”
“Thanks you
too nice talking to you Rachel” she said walking out.
“Are Y’all
dating” she asked.
“No why would
you ask that”
“She is the
only customer you introduced me too”
“I was going
to ask her out today but then you showed up why are you here I
thought you were taking care of mom?”
“I have only
been gone fifteen minutes I’m sure shes fine”
“You know
that’s not true someone has to keep her comfortable and it’s not
like we can afford a nurse”
“Your shift
ends in two minutes we can walk home together sorry I wasn’t
thinking”
“I never took
my break I can leave now we need to check on her come on” He said
taking off his apron. They walked out together. “So why did you
stop by”
“There is this
big party tonight the newspaper is covering and I need to observe my
boss and I can bring a date. Since I don’t want to find a date
where I get called rookie the whole time and be stuck at some stuffy
rich girl party. I want you to come with me aunt Deb said she would
stay with mom”
“Sounds boring
but I will do anything for you and free food” He teased.
“Perfect wear
one of dads old suits I think mom kept one”
“Okay I will
be in a stuffy suit and pretend to be your date”
“Oh please my
type has much more style” she sassed.
“Hardy har
har, what kind of party is this?”
“Some rich
girl’s birthday uh Victoria Scarlet is her name she has a party
every year but usually stays out of the press I don’t even know
what she looks like”
“oOo mystery
girl now go get ready my date has too look good”
“You realize
how weird that sounds right bro?” She asked opening their front
door.
“Right as the
words left my mouth” He laughed heading to the living room.
“Hey mom, me
and sissy are leaving soon but aunt Deb is coming sorry you were left
home alone”
‘I…I’m oa
Okay Haaave fUn” she stuttered from her wheelchair.
“Thanks mom I
am going to get ready I will turn on the radio to keep you company”
he spoke softly giving her a hug. Half an hour later there was knock
on the door. Alex answered it giving the lady a hug.
“Rachel lets go” he hollered “She is in the living room thank
you so much aunt Deb”
“You two just have a fun night oh and I saw a very angry uber
driver outside”
“He will stay angry if Rachel doesn’t hurry up” he said
loudly. She walked up and hugged aunt Deb
“Come on slow poke the ubers waiting bye mom” she teased he shook
his head and closed the door behind him.
Meanwhile Victoria sprayed her hair in the bathroom and Sebastian
walked in.
“Your guest have been waiting miss Victoria”
“I know you already gave me my present but please don’t call me
miss today” she requested
“Anything for the birthday girl” he said opening the door for
her. They walked down the hall where a fancy party has going on the
harp played loudly while men in tuxes carried silver trays with mini
food.
“And now presenting miss Victoria Scarlet” Sebastian stated.
Everyone clapped and looked at the large stair case while Victoria
waltzed down the stairs.
“Isn’t that your friend Alex?” Rachel asked.
“Apparently that’s my friend Victoria” he said shocked
“Lets get out of here bro” Rachel suggested. Just then a middle
aged man came up and said.
“Hey rookie get over here”
“Go, I’m fine” Alex said. She kindly nodded and unwillingly
walked over to her boss. He tried the food and wanted to spit it out.
He drank some water but he swallowed a soggy cucumber with it. He
wanted to cough but he heard Victoria behind him and didn’t want to
draw attention to himself. Alex tried to sneak past Victoria but was
stopped by Sebastian.
“Are you feeling okay sir? You look rather flushed” Sebastian
queried concerned. Alex coughed and drank more of his water avoiding
the cucumbers.
“Yes sir just tired I guess thank you though” He explained.
Sebastian nodded and walked away but Victoria stopped him.
“I recognize that voice who was that guy” she asked.
“I didn’t recognize him he was wearing a cheap suit and was
polite that’s odd for your fathers invite lists” he commented “Oh
I have to go miss the valet decided to go on a joy ride” he rushed
off.
Getting a weirder and weirder feeling from the voice she had to go on
mingling she went to talk to the guest by the swan ice sculpture.
“Enjoying yourself mister Boucher” she said to the French man.
“Of course how you say good time” He smiled
“Perfect Its
always a pleasure sir” she compliments while walking towards more
guest. Rachel’s boss was done with her for the night while Victoria
was mingling Rachel’s rage started to grow. Not being able to hold
her tongue she marched over to Victoria.
“You’re an
evil little liar Alex!” Rachel yells from behind her.
“Rachel what
are you doing here?” Victoria questioned.
“I’m a
reporter” Rachel explained harshly.
“In training”
Rachel’s boss added from the back. Everyone was standing around
them staring.
“Come over
here” Victoria ordered grabbing Rachel’s arm.
“No, get off
of me” Rachel screeched jerking her arm away.
“Cat fight”
a guy yelled from the back of the group. Victoria struck him with a
sharp cold stare.
“I can explain
just don’t tell Alex” Victoria begged. Alex appeared out of the
crowd and touched Rachel’s shoulder knowing she was two seconds
away from slapping Victoria. Victoria gasped while he guided his
sister two the door.
“Alex I’m
sorry” Victoria said with tearful eyes.
“Goodbye,
Victoria was it?” He asked rhetorically rushing out the door with
Rachel’s hand.
“Come on I
already ordered an Uber it is waiting over here” Alex urged.
“Are you
okay?” she asked walking towards the street.
“I’m fine
let’s just go home” he said softly. Opening the car door for her.
“Thank you bro
are you sure you’re okay?” she worriedly asked.
“I will laugh
about one day I’m sure besides the worst party was the food” he
teased to make his concerned sister feel better. They drove home in
silence then went straight to bed after helping their mother to bed.
Meanwhile Sebastian just told everyone the loud guest thought
Victoria was someone else which they believed after all they did call
her Alex. When Sebastian asked her about it she brushed it off and
went on mingling empty minded. She could not think of anything but
Alex zoned out she bumped into Rachel’s boss.
“So sorry” he said embarrassed.
“Entirely my fault” she paused “are you Rachel’s boss?”
“Yes how did you know?” He asked.
“It’s not important, I need a favor you have to forget what she
said please sir”
“I will not bring it up in the paper after she is fired” he
reassured.
“fired? You are not understanding, If your paper wants an invite to
anything Scarlett or an interview again you will forgot the last hour
comply now I am thirsty, have a nice night” she said trying to act
confident while walking away.
“The drinks are the other direction miss” he pointed out. She
turned around cringing because she forgot where to go and since she
was called miss. She continued on with her night trying to please her
dad but her head was still somewhere else though. The night went on
without conflict and she wiped her make up off with tears from the
back of the limo.
“Your mother taught me to be caring to a sad woman but your father
taught me to not bother a sad woman so I am in a predicament” He
said trying to cheer her up.
“In this case I just want to go home and sleep” she said in a
cracking voice. He drove quickly to her house feeling empathic he
parked and opened her door.
“Happy birthday Victoria” he said kindly.
“Good night and thank you Sebastian really you are amazing” she
paused unlocking the door. “Spend tomorrow with your family I have
nowhere to be” she responded closing the door so he couldn’t
argue. He nodded and went home to his son while Victoria fell asleep.
The next morning while at work Alex got a text from Rachel making
sure he was still okay. Right as he was typing to stop worrying
Victoria walked in. She marched up to the counter and without letting
Alex speak she started her big speech.
“I lied I am sorry I just wanted a normal friend and two minutes of
my life without dealing with people who know my father is rich. I am
not rich I just want to write poetry and teach English and live my
life. I want be able to have friend or a boyfriend who doesn’t care
I’m rich and I lied about something else I am not a grandma in
disguise I am a silly hapless romantic” She looked up at him
hopeful. He put a paper coffee cup down and went to the back without
saying a word. She picked up the cup and read the words flat white
for liar. She grabbed a five-dollar bill for her coffee then
grabbed pen and paper and wrote on it Payment from sorry. She
looked at it and thought the word payment sounded like she was trying
to buy his forgiveness so she just crumpled it up and put it back in
her purse and left the coffee money. He watched from the back as she
sipped her coffee and walked out the door he couldn’t see her tears
and face turning red though. Once she closed the door he came back
out. A week went by of not talking but she still got her coffee
there. One day after receiving the silent treatment again she went
into the park and opened the journal she got for her birthday to
write another poem…
I
still see you every day
I have no idea what to say
So many
words in my brain
can you even see the pain
trapped inside
my eyes
my love for you reaches the skies
but all i'm left
with is my lies
I tried to apologize
but nothing is
enough
i never wanted it to end this rough
i never wanted
it to even end
I would do anything for our love to mend
please
tell me it’s our love and not just in my mind
There is no one
like you, your love i am desperate find
I love you
even if
that is the only thing i said that was true
Why can't you love
me back
I know it's not so simple, like some kitchen hack
For
you I will always fight
but to you I am just a flat white
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