Angie and Violetta were already at the studio. They both lef tin a hurry this morning. Angie was very quiet.
Pablo “Hey Angie. What’s wrong?”.
Angie “Nothing why?”.
Pablo “You seem distracted. Has something happened? Does Violetta know you’re her Aunt?”.
Violetta “Your my what! ?”.
Someone spoke from behind the half opened door. It was Violetta.
Angie “She does now”. She muttered under her breath.
Vilu wait!. Violetta was already gone.
Pablo “I’m sorry Angie. I thought she knew”.
Angie “Well she does now and she will probably hate me”. She said rather distressed.
Pablo “Actually Angie I’m not sorry. You should have told from the beginning”.
Angie “Well thanks for the support”.
Pablo “Angie you can’t be seriously be feeling sorry for yourself”.
Angie “Pablo I feel sorry for poor Vilu finding out like that. Also it’s worse knwong I don’t have your support”. Angie was waiting for Pablo to disagree but he didn’t.
Angie “You know what Pablo this whole situation has made me realise. Me and you don’t belong together. We never did. From the start you never trusted me and now I know I never had your support. I think it’s time we break up before we really get hurt”.
Angie said with streaming tears. She ran out of the teachers’ lounge looking for Violetta.
………………4 Hours Later……………
Angie spent hours looking for Violetta. She found her at the house. Violetta was spiralled across the sofa with her face down in a pillow. Angie was anxious to talk to Violetta.
Angie “Vilu?”. Violetta turned her head to face Angie. She had a tear stained face.
Violetta “Why Angie. Why not tell me your my Aunt?”.
Angie “I don’t know Vilu. I guess it was easier to keep it to myself. I wanted to get to know you first. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you”.
Violetta “What I don’t understand is why my Dad didn’t tell me I had an Aunt. Do I have any other relatives?”.
Angie “Well you do have a Grandma”.
Violetta “What really?. I can’t believe it. I had an Aunt and Grandma all this time. How come he didn’t tell me?”. Violetta was teary.
Angie”I don’t jnow Vilu. All that should matter now is that you know that you have and Aunt and Grandma who loves you very much”.
Violetta “What she like?.....my Grandma?”. Violetta was smiling.
Angie “Well. She’s caring, smart and very loving. She always loved you”.
YOU ARE READING
blind love
General FictionBased on the first series of Violetta. However i have made some interesting twists. Its my first book so i hope you like it
