Angel Twin

Chapter Four

Next Day-

Andy P.o.v

I woke up the next morning around ten. I didn't have to go to the company until around 12 so I have some time to myself since Claire went back to work today for half a day. Looking in my mirror on my door I smiled. This will be the last time I go being a normal person tomorrow morning I will have people following me maybe for the rest of my career. I was wearing a green sweater that was long comfy with my skinny denim jeans that were making my legs somewhat nice; my hair was in a fish braid. I grabbed a green beanie put it on my head. Hot Coco sounds nice right now. That's what I want to get plus I have time from there to the Company. I went out my bedroom sliding down the railing then grabbed the Range Rover keys and guitar. Thank god for shipping. Claire gave me my car last year for my birthday but it had to be shipped here. It just got here last week. I walked out locking up the house seeing my black baby sitting right there looking sexy as ever. Black rims and tinted windows all leather inside with heated seats. Claire spoiled me with this car but did I complain? Heck no! Getting into the driver spot I started it up when I heard the engine go my heart went fast. I looked down to make sure my black converse were tied they were perfectly and my case was in the back. Time to head to head out the house I pulled out drove while paying attention to the road and all the streets. After the drive I made it to the little Cafe that everything started at a couple months ago. I have been here since then. I parked then turned my car off grabbing my case from the back. It was not busy like always, just a couple of people in the Cafe. As I walked in I was met face to face with the owner that I grew to know her name.

"Morning Aofia." She was in her mid-sixties with her husband -Edward- they were the cutest old people ever.

"Morning Andy. Go ahead I will make your Hot Coco." I nodded walked over to the piano placing my guitar to the side. I looked around made sure that Simon or anyone else was here but only two girls were. They weren't doing anything but laughing in the corner actually. I sat down on the seat raised the wooden cover on the piano I took in the all-white keys. It made me put my hands on the keys start playing. It was just like the first time being here I let the music take my soul started signing the new song that I have been iffy about. It may be a love song. I don't have a lover but everyone in this world does, plus this song I wrote after a bad breakup year ago. After that relationship I don't know if I will ever love again. It broke me worse then what I am already. I stopped after feeling all the emotions coming back I heard clapping. It was like Tulisa was here all over again. But it wasn't her it was Aofia in tears.

"Andy that was so beautiful." I thanked her then got my hot coco. But in my head I was thinking the relationship wasn't anything but beautiful.

"Andy you okay kiddo?" Edward said I smiled up to him with the best I could give at the time.

"Yes. Do you think so? It still needs work, Simon wants it to be my second single but I am really unsure." Aofia sat by me then patted my cheek with a smile on her face. Then it hit me then and there. I wonder what my grandma looks like. I wonder what my older siblings call her. Is she even alive still? Would she be proud of me now? Nothing is getting answered I don't think it ever will in my life unless I meet my mum. Not Claire. My real actual mum that gave birth to me. What does mum look like? I bet she looks like Claire but a little older. I wonder if my older sister is cool. My older brother I would what he and I have alike. Our eyes? Our Hair? Our Smile? What about our voice? So many questions but nothing is being answered. I guess that is what my life is coming to now. Full of questions not getting answered at all. I turned back to the piano started once more with just the keys not the words. It brings to many memories that need to be locked up forever and never come out. My life will never get better even if I try to forget it. Why? Because neither way I did love him.