Café Del Sol

Chapter 8

Lauren's POV

I grin widely like an idiot while walking towards my office. My employees seems startled by my idiotic grin but it doesn't matter.

I continue to grin idiotically, while skipping like a toddler. I've never been happy like this before where everything I see seems so bright and magical.

I'm happily insane..

I open my office door, entering then close the door behind me slowly. As the door closed I jump up, punching the air like a teenager that got a date with her crush.

If someone is coming in my office they would literally tell I'm being possessed since I'm jumping up and down while giggling. But I don't care though, I'm too happy to care.

I hop down on my swivel chair, grinning ear to ear as I remember what happened last night.

"Damn Camzi." I chuckle out, shaking my head in amusement.

~last night~

A gush of wind blew, as the rain start to slowly drop from the sky. It's gloomy grey colored settings, like in funerals. But one thing is different.

This is not funeral.

"The sky seems depressed.." I mumble unconsciously, like the highschool me.

I hear a muffled giggle on my backseat causing me to smile. I turn to the rearview mirror, staring at her warm chocolate eyes.

"I don't know weather have emotions too." She smiles, I chuckle as I carefully drive.

We're heading to their home now. Since Caileigh is sleeping when we get back on the Café or should I say when I walk with Camila on her Café. -but what's the difference?

When we get there, I laughed so hard as I saw the CEO of Hamilton Fashion line is serving some random strangers while wearing a damn apron. -I didn't really expect that to my mighty ol bestfriend.

She threatened me when I start to take pictures while laughing. But my laughs stop when I saw Camila's stern gaze. It make me drop my phone on my pocket again then sat on the table.

I don't know why she have that effect on me. Like she's the most powerful between us, when in fact, she's a pure bottom. But anyway, I still gave out on her and always consider her opinions.

"Well, I just assumed it. Look. The sky seems crying and look helpless, like some depressed person." I shrugged casually, I can't hear her giggling anymore so I stare back at her.

She's staring at the window with her lips tugged in a bitter smile. I stop my car on the red light turning fully on her.

"Camila?" I said softly earning her attention.

"Depression is not always being sad." She mumbles as I narrow my eyes in confusion. "Sometimes, depression is waking up, going to work, laughing, smiling then going home alone doing something to nothing. Crying to sleep then repeat the cycle." she added bitterly.

I feel my heart slightly ache as I stare at her face. Her eyes were written with nostalgia but it's not a happy one, her eyes were not so warm anymore, it's dull.

"I don't know, why you're saying that." I mumble, earning her attention. I smile softly. "But whatever you experience from the past is enough to break that cycles. You're not alone anymore, Were here to support you. I maybe not know anything but I'll do anything to make you a little more happy." I added, smiling.

I turn to the road again, starting to drive since the car behind me is annoyingly honking. As I'm driving, I glance at the rearview mirror smiling as I saw Camila already smiling at me.