Coincidence - Tobuscus Fan Fiction

Chapter 20 - Lost Sisters And All

Chapter 20 - Lost Sisters And All



I walk up to her. She notices me without me saying a word, like she expects me to complain about the food or something. Cally smiles at me with big white teeth and gorgeous green eyes, my sister's eyes.

"I know you." I say as she toys with the coffee machine behind the cashier. Turning around she looks a little worried, almost scared but she doesn't stop looking at me with those eyes. "Your mother, whats her name?" I ask, she won't tell me. I could be anyone.

"What's it to you?" Cally speak in a defensive tone, the customer friendly smile totally vanished from her face. She carries on twisting knobs, pressing buttons. I wonder if Luce ever told her about me, or does my own sister just see me as a bad memorie along with our mother? I take a step closer, clearing me throat to speak, she glares at me like a cat guarding it's territory.

"I might know her." I utter with a little unassurance, it's still not clear. I'm probaly being melodramatic, I'll end up walking away looking down ant the floor and pretending that it didn't just happen. "I know it sounds ridiculous..." I sigh, knowing trying to explain this is going to be hard. "And creepy but I really think I do." She must think I am totally insane, I almost do.

"Luce Marlo Grigori." Cally says like the full stop was audible. The shock hits me, I was right, sort of. They must have gotten married, Grigori was Daniel's last name. I miss her. "Do you know her?" She inquisitvely cocks her head to the side as she listens, stopping making some sort of coffee.

"I'm her sister." I shudder in the thought that I have found her. She moved to London, away from our mother but away from me and I have found Luce. My head feels like it's spinning, I grip the counter for support.

"You're starting to creep me out." She cringes away, back to busying herself. "And I have to work, enjoy your breakfast." Cally stands there, nudging the idea of me walking back to Toby.

"Her husband's name is Daniel Grigori, they met when she was eighteen in California, where they lived before moving here because our mother kicked her out because she was pregnant. I can even give you the address." I let out a sigh, finally looking at her. Stood there slightly open mouthed she begins furiously scribble on the back of an old receipt.

"It wasn't me who gave this to you." Cally mutters, passing the now folded receipt to me and hurriedly rushing not to anger the already slightly pissed customer, patiently waiting. Walking away I look back and mouth a tiny 'thank you', she replies with a smile of the same proportion. As I walk back to our table I unfold the paper, revealing an address not far from here and today's date and the time scrawled but in two hours time.

I sit down in the comfortable cushion sofa opposite Toby tapping his IPhone at about a hundred mile per hour. He looks up as I take a sip of my Luke warm espresso. "What was all that about?" He asks, ripping of a piece of his bitten cinnamon swirl and popping it into his mouth.

"You wouldn't believe me even if I told you." I smirk, feeling rather happy with myself.

"Try me." He says, with a slightly challenging tone weaved into his voice. I put my mug down on the coffee table, crossing my leg over the other and knitting my fingers together, attempting to look a little mischievous.

"I have just found my long lost sister's daughter." I say, smiling at how ridiculously comic that sounds. But it is the truth, no matter how unrealistic it may seem.

"Yeah, the other day I met my twin. Turned out we we're separated by birth. I think I'm the evil one." He says, chuckling before even finishing his sentence.

"Honestly! it's the truth. After Luce, my sister, had Cally, the girl working on the counter, mum pretended liked it never happened and kicked her out. She must've came here with her boyfriend, Daniel, because shes married now." I stop speaking, letting myself finally look at Toby. Still not believing me, I hand him the address written on the piece of paper. "She even gave me this." I say as Toby's eyes scan over it.

"And this address is who's exactly?" Toby slides the paper across the table back towards me, leaving it there I let a breath out, knowing today's plans are going to be very much changed and Toby is going to mind. But being the Toby he is, he won't say a word about it.

"I'm guessing it's where they, being Luce, Daniel and Cally, all live." I ponder, stretching backwards onto the back of the over stuffed seat.

"And you want to go round today?" I could see his eyes darken at the thought of not being with only me, it sounds self centered but from what he said this morning it makes pure non radical sense.

"Would it be such a crime?" I sigh, seeing his small smile lessen. "I mean, we're here in London, one of the best cities in the world. Oh, and did I mention I just found my sister's daughter by absolute chance." I smile sarcastically, hoping to lift his mood but it doesn't work.

"I know I have little choice so, shall we finish our coffee and head up there?" He asks, masking his disappointment with a concerning but hopeful tone. I nod, taking my coffee based drink to my lips and sipping it carefully, attempting to burn my lips as little as possible.

"It doesn't mean we can't have any fun between now and when we go." I explain, wondering whether he likes the idea of shopping. "Have you ever heard of Oxford Street?" I mischievously smile, giving Toby a wink as he rolls his gorgeous green eyes at me.







Vacation + London + Money = Oxford Street.

6:20pm exactly.



We both sit here in Costa Coffee, an English chain coffee shop, totally silent and aching all over. I wouldn't have thought shopping to be such an extreme sport but hour after hour of walking around almost aimlessly is numbingly tiring.

"Have you died?" I smile at Toby with his eyes drooping as they shut and slumped back against the wall and his chair at the same time, something I didn't think was physically possible but this is Toby so, of course he pulls it off.

"Give me five minutes and I will be." He says grinning still without any motion put into his body. "But as I've just drunk about a million gallons of Coffee I'm good to go for at least another two thousand years." He suddenly jolts up right, being un prepared I jump a little in surprise, missing my mouth by a good five inches and getting down my chin. The coffee dribbles down my neck and embarrassingly into my cleavage before I can get a napkin to wipe it away.

Toby laughs, not at all trying to cover his amusement at my stingingly awkward pain. I swipe a tissue from the tabletop and cautiously attempt to rid myself of burning coffee, while trying to attract the least amount of attention as I can.

"Just shut your face." I scold Toby as his loud giggles space out into just a small chuckle then only a smirk upon his face. "You could have helped." I add, knowing it was a little inappropriate considering the situation but whatever, it shouldn't matter.

"Oh yeah, because you'd just love me to have my hand down your top in public!" He says making me belt out a laugh instead of blushing. "Didn't you think about how'd that sound?" He chimes between fits of laughter, his eyes watering with the image of it.

"Uh, What time is it?" I ask, wiping away a tear about to run down my cheek and being to lazy to bother getting my own phone to look myself.

"twenty two past six." Toby answering as my face drops with a hint of concern." Skye, whats wrong?" Noticing my worry he takes my hand in both of his over the white plain table.

"We shouldn't bother Luce and Daniel now, they're probably having dinner or something." I bluntly explain, knowing it was a bad example for an excuse but oh we'll, Toby didn't want to go in the first place so the chance of him trying to tempt me back into going is very low.

"Shut the front door." Toby attempts to cheer me up with his stereotypical Californian white girl impression, it almost works. "I thought you really wanted to see your sister, don't you?" He bargains, brushing a curl of blonde hair out of my eye sight.

"Yes I do, but--" He doesn't even let me finish.

"NO BUTS! A yes is a yes and that's that, we are going because you'll regret it once we're back in L.A. and hate me for not pushing you enough." He says, exhaling a breath of air. "And with me being the perfect boyfriend I am, I'm not gonna shut up until you agree to this." The fact that he'd called himself my boyfriend said it all, so there is no doubt about it. I am going to see Luce and Daniel, maybe Cally will be there too.

"You're cute." I say, staring in his eyes like a stupid love struck idiot.

"Cute?" He says in a mockingly disgusted tone. "The only way to describe this ish is pure manliness and nothing else" Looking rather proud he sat in front of me staring out into the non existent distance.

"Oh, really? So hot wouldn't cut it?" I tease him with an ass whole inspired smirk.

"I suppose in only extreme circumstances that could happen." He mutters in a smooth tone, like he'd already thought of that but really, he's covering up. I slide my feet in between his legs, circling them with my own. Toby leans a little closer, so do but we mustn't forget we are in public, I know what it's like to see a couple being  unnecessarily loving towards each other and trust me, it's just irritating. I feel two pairs of eyes belonging to two young girls burning a whole between Toby and I so I pull back, feeling  very out of place. Toby carries on being intimately embarrassing, not noticing my sudden unwillingness.

"Um, Toby we have a little audience." I say glancing at the girls next to us, they must've been fifteen or something. They realize that we had seen them and immediately look the other way and hold in their giggles. The blonde one with green eyes, the other had a cute brunette bob, took an interest in looking our way right at Toby with wide eyes as if she'd suddenly recognized him. Oh, sweet joy.

"Hi, um sorry to bother you." She said with a giggle, clearly not at all sorry. "But you aren't Toby Turner are you?" She asks with all her focus zoned in on Toby with obvious excitement, her friend realizes what she said and immediately turns red smiling under her hands.

"Urrrr," Toby says, remembering his exaggerating personality to tap back into. "Yes, That's me." He replies, making the two drooling girls giggle. "And this is Skye, my girlfriend." He adds with no hint of warning, like it was a normal thing you said to protective fangirls. I stare at Toby with shock smeared on my face. Does he really want everyone knowing about us? I for sure don't. The girls glance at each other like a silent exchange of their on perception of me. 

"Hi, it's nice to meet you two." I awkwardly blurt out after the girls begin burrowing there judgful stares into my face. Like for fucks sake can you not. "What are your names?" I smile back at them, hoping not to totally weird them out. Cassie and Lauren are their names.

"Would you like a photo or something?" Toby flicks a smile at me, saving the dead end conversation from my socially suicidal grasp. The two girls nod their heads with the same pace, getting out their phones. Toby angles his body, while still sitting, to get in the shot of each of the girls cameras.

"Could we have a picture of all of us together?" The blonde one, known to be Lauren, speaks up after locking up her phone, I shove my hand out to reach for the phone, expecting them to want just Toby and the two of them but she shakes her head and rejects my offer, and grabs the waitress who happens to be walking past and says a few words, placing the phone in the woman's hand. Cassie grasps my arm, pulling me gently into the cameras shot with Toby and the other girl on my left. The waitress takes the picture, hinting for us to smile and hands the phone back to Lauren.

"It was really nice meeting you." Cassie says, flapping her eyelashes around as they were spiders she's trying to blink off. Toby and I thank them, excusing ourselves for our own day out, by ourselves.