..."Hey, you're coming with me." Angela.
"To where?" Confused, eh?
"To our house, we are having a brunch there with mom and dad." She then sat beside me.
Today is Sunday and tomorrow is a big day, atleast to me.
"Yeah sure. Wait... just us?"
"Uh... Is there anyone else needs to be invited? Of course you silly. It's just a family brunch. We do it every Sunday...or atleast we remember."
"Oh. Don't you do it often now?"
"We do before, but all of us are too busy to even remember we have a family. Let's not talk about that." Her look is so fragile, she must have had so many breakdowns.
I extend my arm and hands behind her to rub her back to comfort her. I know such that kind of feeling.
"I understand, alright. Give me some time to freshen up and then we'll go. Okay?" She nodded and then I smiled at her and stood to enter the bathroom.
On normal days I would be singing my lungs out inside the shower but today's just different. The vibes and mood just changed suddenly that I remember everything I was experiencing just like Angela's.
Those times when I needed the most supports I could have and wanted-- moral support, family support-- I felt very lonely that I wanted my self to get drowned at something. I chose shopping as my past time whenever I feel like it.
I just got back from mg tuition when Angela called me.
"Bella!? You okay there?"
"Ahm... yeah! Give me a sec. Not finished yet."
"It's okay, take your time. I'll be just downstairs." I thought I would hear footsteps fading, but none came. I guess this room is just big.
A bathroom with a built in jacuzzi, a spacious shower room, a wall mirror, a golden sink, and oh wait, there's another room leading to a toilet room. Just wow. Plain wow. I don't even wanna mention the interior designs. Just don't get me started.
As soon as I was done taking a fresh shower I got out using the other door leading to my walk in closet. I already have my plan on what to wear so I just need to grab it and wear it.
I have my yellow fitted spaghetti top, black skirt, a strappy yellow sandals and a cute black summer hat. I did not forget about my accessories, bungle, white dream catcher set of earings and necklace.
I put a little bit of sunblock, face cream, and a lip and cheek tint. Nothing more to add on my brows because they're already perfectly thick and fine. I know, too much for my age but duh, let me live.
I got my radiant peach beam perfume on me already. I hurriedly got downstair, and there I saw Angela looking stunning with her baby blue tube dress.
"looking good. Who are we tryin'a impress here?" I jokingly asked. We both laughed.
"Myself." She said.
I looked at her in disbelief.
"Good answer." I chuckled. I cane near her and grabbed her arm.
"Okay now we are ready." She smiled and thwn we walk to the garage. We used her car since I don't have one.
...
"Oh! Girls you're early." Tita smiled at us and we both came near.
"Just as planned." I looked over at Angela. She smiled at me. I can see happiness clouding on her eyes.
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