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Chapter 2: The Café Incident

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Based on a true story. When my family was at a restaurant and some bitch grabbed my brother's phone.

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YN had never liked people staring at her or her brother. Well, she hated deliberate analytic stares. Did people have nothing better to look at? Was her hair texture sooooo interesting? There were people with cacti for heads, but yes the girl with tan skin is the one who looks strange.

YN hated deliberate, analytic stares. It always felt like a piercing knife. Through the years the pain was dulled, the annoyance still stayed.

She did understand why her actions made people stare. It was rare to see a quirkless person bite back.

She understood why people would stare at Daniel. He didn’t look like the typical depiction the media and movies would say a developmentally disabled person looks like. He was tall and lanky. “All knees and elbows” Pop would say. Slightly curled fluffy white hair. At first glance, on a good day, a stranger would probably assume that he was a shy teenager.

So yes, YN understood why people would stare. But that didn’t mean she had to like it. Especially when they just wanted to stop by the café.

Was it because she had a perpetual “F*ck you” glare in her eyes? Or was it because Daniel kept fidgeting and looking at everything with wide excited eyes?

It had only been a week. Now they needed quick food and then rest to get back to going. The place was practically empty, only one other customer. Daniel was bouncing his leg and biting his thumb. After YN got him situated down, she gently pulled his hand from his hair. With a slight laughing mumble about him going bald. She sat across from him, handing over a box of his favorite copic markers and a sketchbook. Drawing always got him focused. The menu looked bland as hell, man YN really missed when momma would make some cajun crab boil. YN knew what Daniel liked, but nothing here was what she wanted. Looking up, she smiled as Daniel drew a scene from their favorite movie ‘Labyrinth’. Not noticing the waitress walking up.

“Can I start you off with a drink sir?”

“…”

“Sir..?”

Quick to answer YN spoke first. “He’ll have a small chocolate milkshake and I’ll get some espresso.”

“He can’t order for himself?”

Daniel spoke before YN got the words. Not ever looking up from his paper.

“Nope. Do Not like the big menu. The words get….. Jumbled. Hurts my head.”

Sweet Daniel. Nothing was wrong today for him so far. But YN could see the way this person was cocking her hip and twirling her pen. Did she always flirt during her work hours? Right as she was going to tell her that was all, the waitress, in possibly an innocent action in her mind, grabbed at the picture Daniel had worked so hard on.

“Ooh this is really-”

“That's MINE! I Worked On It For ME! It’s MY Drawing! MY Drawing! MINE!”

“Daniel calm down!” YN jumped up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. But when he got into a fit like this, he was practically inconsolable. His arms thrashing out as he tried grabbing back. He breathed heavily and his face got sticky with tears and sweat. Looking down at his hands, there were little lines and bursts of golden color. His fingertips capped with gold, twitching.

Before YN could calm and stop him, three vases exploded and completely shattered. The glass windows trembled and cracked. YN snatched the picture back, while grabbing his comfort item from her pack. A small fuzzy bear. He then calmed and just rocked back and forth.

“I’m sorry. He gets very emotional. I’ll send you some cash for the-“

“Get that ******* out of here!” That waitress screeched. Logically YN knew she was just scared and confused. But YN heard only that one word and pushed her against the wall. Clutching her throat.

“Don’t you EVER say that again! About him or anyone like him! Now we’re leaving. If I even get a feeling that you told anyone that we were here, I will hunt you down and kill you. Do you understand?!” YN spat digging her nails into the woman’s neck.

When the waitress nodded with tears coming down her face, YN let go. Slightly scared about what she was about to do. Not sorry about feeling mad, but fearful to how close to killing she was. She picked up Daniel and once again they fled off to the early morning. Leaving as the breaking dawn came.

When the police came to investigate what they thought was a break in, no one could explain why the broken vases felt like lightning when they touched it.

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the **** part was her saying a slur that I refuse to ever type it out. But I did want to show that some people are quick to say horrible things.

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