Page 67 of Every Broken Promise
My reply was so hasty that she raised her brow at me. Before she could comment further on it, the door opened. Both Luna and I turned around to see Sam there.
I could have groaned.
Just when it seemed my morning was getting better, it instantly worsened.
Samantha looked at Luna and then at me and glared at us.
“This is why I don’t like coming in here. They letanyonein,” she muttered loud enough so we could hear her. Ignoring me, she walked to the counter and looked at Luna. “Get me a small strawberry yogurt with a dash of honey, no nuts.”
“She’s not working. You’re going to have to wait for Lupe,” I snapped at Sam.
“No one is talking to you,” she bit out. “I’m a paying customer. It’s people like me that allowMariahere to live out her American dream.”
My jaw hit the floor at her comment. What a fucking bitch. I was ready to catch a case if it meant I could mop the floor with Sam’s hair.
“Get. Out,” Luna bit out.
Samantha seemed surprised at this.
“You don’t want to do that. I’ll never come back here and let everyone know how rude you are to your customers. And trust me, you don’t need that.”
“Good, saves me from having to serve your racist asses.” Luna crossed her arms and stared defiantly at Sam. Luna’s darkeyes were full of anger, and if Samantha felt comfortable enough to do this, I assumed this wasn’t the first time.
Sam looked offended.
“I’m not racist. If I were, I wouldn’t even shop here.”
Luna scoffed.
“You come in here because you think we are beneath you. Like giving me five dollars every other week is such a service to me and my family.”
Samantha scowled but didn’t bother to deny it.
“You’re a bitch,” I told her, and it felt good to get it out. The whole time she was with Tyler, I bit my tongue because I didn’t want people to think I was jealous.
In front of Ty, she was sweet and pretended to like me, but when he wasn’t around, her claws came out.
“And no one wants you here,” she snapped. “You ruined my relationship with Tyler because you couldn’t stand that he no longer cared about you.”
Luna started to laugh.
“If you would have cared about your relationship with Ty, you wouldn’t have fucked his brother or his other friends.”
I gasped.
Sam’s face turned red. Her eyes looked a bit manic.
“I’m never coming back here again. Wait until people know how you treat your customers.”
“Please, let everyone know how unwanted they are.” Luna scoffed, not backing down from Sam’s threats.
That clearly wasn’t what Sam had expected, since she glared at her before marching out of the shop. As soon as she was outside, I turned towards Luna.
“She slept with EZ and Adam?”
The disbelief was all over my tone, and I hated that I cared.
Luna was still staring daggers out the door, even though there wasn’t a trace of Sam left.
