Troublemaker

Suit Up

*Dreaming*

"Where is he?! Charlie! Charlie!"
"Why are you even back? Get out!"
"No I'm not leaving without him!"
"He's gone and you'll never see him again"

My alarm went off at 8:00. I had the same nightmare again: me coming back to my second foster home looking for Charlie but being greeted by my foster dad. I hate those nightmares. I sat up in bed rubbing my face ring ring my cell phone started to ring I turned it over it was Charlie calling. I answered the phone
"Hello?"
"Hey Z I'm sorry for calling so early it's just that..."
"That?..."
"When I saw you yesterday I got kinda nostalgic about us. Hopefully if you're not busy we can have lunch?"
I pulled the phone from my ear gripping it in my hand. Shit shit shit. I knew if I said no it would be like I was pushing him away. And it was the last thing I wanted to do but I didn't want to get too close either with me and Matt doing this "superhero" shit I knew what I was getting myself into and Charlie couldn't get caught in the cross hairs. "Hello?" I put my phone back to my ear.
"Yeah Charlie I would love to"
"Oh great yea. I'll meet you at Cafe Lorentz around 4?"
"Sure I'll see you there. Bye"
"Bye"
I threw myself on my bed staring at the ceiling "What the fuck did I just do?"

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Being a thief is hard there's a lot of pressure involved especially when you hear the alarm go off before you can escape. But out of all times I've stole my heart has never raced faster than walking up to the cafe. I remembered Charlie mentioning how nostalgic he was about us so I decided to dye back my hair light auburn like how it was when we first met. I wore my green snakeskin bustier with the green snakeskin booties to match. The wind blew my black blazer open making me cross my arms over my chest. I heard my heart beat faster when I saw a man hair slicked back in a bun. Charlie sat cleaning his glasses with his button up shirt squinting looking at the menu. I walked up to the table that sat outside the cafe. "You've been wearing glasses since we were kids. I'm still waiting for you to get contacts" I said smiling at him as he put his glasses back on looking up at me. "Very fu-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence eyes wide. "Your hair" he said surprised a smile crept across his face as he stood up to hug me.
"You dyed your back."
"Yeah"
"You look 16 again"
We sat across from each other weirdly smiling. We chatted for sometime discussing topics from jobs we have now, how we had each other's back when we were younger, to seeing each other more often. A topic I tried to veer away from more than the others. We finished eating our lunch trying not to choke as we told various tales of our younger days. Charlie leaned into my space his glasses started to slide down the bridge of his nose a bit. He placed his hand on top of mine brushing his thumb on mine. I felt my cheeks get hot and I veered my eyes away from his to collect myself oh god what is he doing. I glanced across the street and saw a man with a white stick with a red stipe at the end of it. The man had burgundy round shades that looked very familiar "Matt?" I said a little louder than I should've. He was slowly walking tapping his stick side to side on the floor. He had came to a stop looking as if he was focusing on something. A man a few feet away from him was getting into a black SUV. Matt stood there for a while as if he was gathering himself. He put his hand in his suit putting his hand on his side. He turned around and walked back down the street what the hell was that about?.
"Ziana? Ziana?"
"Huh what?"
I was so lost into what was going on with Matt I never heard Charlie saying my name.
"You know him?"
"What? um no"
"But you said his name I assume?"
Charlie pulled his hand away from mine and sat back in his seat crossing his arm over his chest. He didn't even look at me as if I betrayed him. Shit what did I do?