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    “Ok, thank you. Enjoy your meal,” she said then walked over to her other tables; feeling happier than she could ever remember.

Chapter 4
    A s Keeley was getting ready to leave the diner, Fred walked into the break room leaning against the door jam, just watching her with a scowl and looking very angry. “That was quite the show your boys put on out there, Keeley. Make no mistake, they don’t scare me, and I’ve been waiting for you long enough. It’s time for you to pay up, girl,” he sneered, slightly confusing her with his comment about paying up.
    “Paying up for what? I haven’t borrowed anything,” she replied.
    “You didn’t honestly think all those meals were free, did you? You stupid, naive girl,” he said coldly.
    “Eleanor told me that I got one free meal a shift when she hired me, though.” She was in a huge panic now. She couldn’t quite hold in the shiver of fear as he took a step closer.
    “Yo Fred, you gotta order supplies, I’m running out of food!” Shouted Mike, the night cook from the kitchen. When Fred turned around to shout back, Keeley grabbed her bag and made her escape, running around him and out the front door. Not paying attention until it was too late, and just wanting to get away from him, she ran right out into the pouring rain. After just a few seconds of being out there, she was soaked to the bone and shivering like crazy.
    Resigned to her fate, she started to walk the ten blocks to the house she shared with her father. Not owning a warm enough jacket to keep out the chill of the rain, she kept her head down and continued on. It was nine in the morning and most of the people had already gone to work or school, so even if it wasn’t raining out, the streets would have been empty and quiet. Just what she needed right now. To be left alone, so she could think about what she’d gotten herself into by accepting the date with Nathaniel and Tyler.
    Hopefully, her father would pass out shortly after he berated her. He normally laid into her for about two hours or so. That would leave her the rest of the day to get the house cleaned up and try to figure out a way to avoid her father.
    About three blocks from her house, Keeley wasn’t paying attention when she stepped into a puddle and fell. She hit the pavement landing on her arm, with pain instantly coming from her wrist and traveling all the way up her arm. She sat there just cradling her arm to her chest for almost twenty minutes before getting up and carrying on home.
    When she finally made it there, her father was up and waiting for her just like she suspected he would be. “What the hell took you so long, dumbass? You should have been home an hour ago,” Mack said to her.
    “I’m sorry. I had a few extra tables,” she said this without thinking.
    “Ah, so you have more money for me then? Go ahead, give it here.”
    “No father, I have no extra money, you know the tips aren’t as good at night,” she meekly replied while slowly starting to walk towards the hall to get to her room.
    “Bullshit!” He yelled at her and got up, stumbling towards her before finally leaning against the wall and grabbing her around the throat, so tightly she could hardly breathe. She just knew she was going to have a handprint, and that Nathaniel and Tyler would see it and find out just how much of a waste of time she really was.
    “Please father, I swear, I have nothing extra. Check my bag,” she wheezed out when he finally let go of her throat, but not before tossing her to the floor causing her to land on her injured arm, and making her cry out.
    “Shut up, bitch!” He yelled as he upended her bag, looking for the money she had hidden in her bra; knowing he’d never think to look there. He was mumbling as he dug around in her bag, about what an ungrateful little brat she was. When he finished looking through it, he got up and tossed it at Keeley telling her, “It’s high time your ass moves out of here, you’ve been