When we reached the restauraunt it looked lovely from the outside. I got out the car and Damon had to help inside so I wouldn't fall. He locked our arms and I felt balanced. We walked in and got a table for six. We had to wait for a while, but that was okay. I sat on the seats they had for people who had to wait for a table. On they inside it looked even more gorgeous inside.
"You look like a couple," Krystal sat beside me.
I laughed and then I gulped a little. I could smell all of the food. I was the only one looking like I was going to a club. I know some things about the outside world. Three guys came in and stared at me. I looked down at my heels and Damon slightly touched my knee. I gave him a reasurring smile and the lady said a table was ready for us. Damon helped me up and we walked to the table. It was a booth that sat all six of us. My mom sat on the inside and Damon sat on the outside.
The three guys from before were at a table across from us. I gulped and the lady came back with menus.
"Anything to drink," she asked pulling out a pen and notepad.
"Sweet tea," my mom said.
"Two cokes," Megan said.
"Two pepsis," Rachelle said.
"And you?," she asked me sweetly.
"Uh...," I looked at my menu.
"A sweet lemonade," Damon said.
She wrote it down and nodded before walking away. I sighed and was furious at myself for not saying something. My mom rubbed my shoulder and Damon rubbed my thigh. I opend the menu and I was instanntl confused. I knew how to read, but just barely. Guess what? I have dyslexia and I've never told anyone. I sighed and closed the menu. I set it down and adjusted my heels.
"Do you know what you're going to eat?," Rachelle asked.
"No," I shook my head.
"I know it's all so good I don't know either," Krystal said.
"That's not why," I said.
"What's wrong sweetie," my mom asked.
"Mommy I have dyslexia," I said.
Everyone's jaw dropped. I didn't wanna look up to see the disapproving looks. I knew they'd hate me. My mom lifted my chin and kissed my forehead.
"Sweetie don't feel bad," she said, "lot's of people have dyslexia."
"But I can't even read the menu," I frowned.
I could tell the men from across sitting at the other table were listening to me. Our waitress came back with our drinks.
"A sweet tea, two cokes, two pepsis, and a sweet lemonade," she gave us each our drinks.
I took a sip of the sweet lemonade and it was sweet and sour. I loved it so very much. Damon smiled at me cause he saw the expression on my face.
"Can I take your order?," she asked.
I looked back at the menu and ordered the first thing I saw it was called mozzarella sticks.
"Mom what are mozzarella sticks?," I whispered in her ear.
"That's going to be an appetizer," she whispered.
I didn't know what that was but nodded anyway. I looked back at the menu and flipped the page. Something green on the page caught my eye. It was called a caesar salad. It looked good.
"For an appetizer two orders of mozzarella sticks," my mom said.
"Make it four," Rachelle said.
"Six," Krystal laughed.
I laughed a little and I guess we were all going to have mozzarella sticks first.
"Is that it or are you ready?," she asked.
"We're ready," Damon said, "can I have the chicken and cheese salad?"
"A caesar salad," I said setting the menu down.
Everyone else ordered and the lady took our menus and left.
"Damon can you move?," I asked.
"Sure," he said.
"Where you going?," Krystal asked.
"Bathroom," I said.
"I'm coming with you," she said.
She grabbed my hand and we walked to the bathroom. Okay the restaurant was nice but the bathrooms were plain stupid. It was one large bathroom with a wall down the middle. The wall was one way glass. The guys can see the girls, but we can't see them. How creeper-ish is that? I was uncomfortable with the one way glass so I just rinsed off my face and waited for Krystal. We walked out and I saw those three men go in. I swallowed and kept my head. The tallest waved to me and I waved back.
When I got back to the table everyone was eating the mozzarella sticks. Damon got up so I could sit back down. I sat next to my mom and whispered in her ear.
"I don't recomend using the bathroom," I said.
"Why?," she asked.
"Because it's just a very large bathroom with a one way glass wall on the bays side," I answered.
"Ewww," she said.
"Yeah," I took a bite of the mozzarella stick.
Our waitress came back but with nothing we ordered. She placed the fancy glass down and fancy thermous. She walked away.
"Who ordered a martini?," my mom asked.
I shrugged. Someone's thoughts were really loud. I listened and it was a guy from across the table. The tallest sent me the martini. I'm not even old enough to drink. I reached for the glass, but my mom slapped my hand.
"You ordered this?," she asked confused.
"No," I said.
The waitress came back.
"Excuse me whose drink is this?," Megan asked.
"Hers," she pointed to me, "that nice man got it for her."
Shoot! Why'd she say anything. Damon rubbed my thigh under the table. I really didn't want to be noticed by anyone. Mt mom nodded as the waitress gave us our orders. I suddenly didn't feel very hungry. The men ate and left. I calmed down a little after they left. I didn't eat though.
"You're not hungry?," Damon asked.
I shook my head and pushed the plate away. We payed for our food and left. I walked out with Krystal holding my hand. I felt something sharp and quick hit the small of my back. I slipped out of Krystal's hand and fell on the ground.
"Anna!," Krystal screamed and kneeled beside me.
Dang tranqualizer darts. I saw one hit Krystal's back. She fell on the ground next to me. Megan turned around and ran over to us. Soon as she was kneeled by us. She got hit with one too. I pulled the dartout and sat. Up Damon was running towards me.
"No!," I shouted.
He fell to the ground and a dart was in his neck. I crawled over to him and he was still awake for now. My mom and Rachelle were already faced down on the ground. I pulled out his dart and sat him up. I saw those three guys from in the restaurant. they had dart tubes in their hands. I lied Damon down and stood up.
"Don't fight it," the tallest one said.
"I wish I didn't have to do this," I said.
"Do what?," the shortest asked a little scared.
He looked like he didn't wanna be here. I ran at the tallest and knocked him down with quick speed. Both of my legs were on each side of him and I was repeatedly punching him. The middle sized guy grabbed both my arms and pulled me off the guy.
"Let go of me!," I shouted.
"No!," he shouted.
I sensed Damon was getting up. I knocked the guy back and ran over to Damon.
"Don't get up," I said.
I was getting really tired and it was hard to fight. Damon sat down and I stood up. I turned around and the guy was holding a gun pointed towards me. I ran and he pulled the trigger. It hit my stomach and I screamed. I gagged and fell to the ground. I coughed up blood all over the ground.
"Anna!," Damon shouted.
He crawled over to me and pulled out the bullet. I screamed as he pulled it out and dropped it on the ground.
"Let's get outta here," said the tallest guy.
They ran away and I saw the shortest guy looked sorry. They got in their car and drove away. Jerks. The dart was wearing off and everyone was waking up. I coughed up more blood and Damon made me lie on my back.
"Oh my god, Anna!," my mom shouted running over to me.
I felt so weak and could hardly see threw my blurry watery eyes. My mom began to cry and she didn't know what to do. Rachelle called the police and the abulance. I was loosing conciousness and could barely breathe.
"Anna no," Damon cried as a few of his tears fell on my cheek.
I was gripping his hand afraid of what was to come. My head fell back on the ground and my hand slipped from his. I slipped into something bright, but didn't know what.