We arrived in a quaint diner in the bustling part of town. It was was retro looking with dim neon lights and fading walls. "KADIE'S since 1972" the sign read. It was a refreshing sight to see faded lights in a city filled with blinding light.
When we entered, the bells above the door rung and the people in aprons and uniforms turned to us.
"Kaden honey!" A fairly old lady with long white hair came to us and kiss Kade's cheek.
"Hey, granny." He said, kissing her cheek also.
She glanced at me with a big smile. "You must be Ava?"
"Yours truly." I announced with a grin. She pulled me into a hug.
"Oh honey, you don't know how much I waited to meet you. Kaden does not stop talking about you." She stated.
"Really?" I said, amused. I looked over at Kaden he was telling his grandmother to stop with darkened cheeks.
"It's true though!" She shouted that more heads turned. "He won't stop blabbering about how beautiful you are. Now I know why. Whenever he visits all he talks about is you! I'm getting concerned, I think my grandson is addicted--"
"Okay, grandma. That's enough." He said, laughing awkwardly. His grandma just raised her hands in surrender.
She led us at a booth in the corner and asked what our drinks would be.
"A chocolate milkshake" I grinned. I always had this habit of drinking cold shakes during the cold season. I was relieved to see that Mrs. Matthews just nodded.
Once she left Kaden started telling me everything. "This diner was passed down to every generation of Matthews. It used to be the best diner in tow-- still is, actually. Anyway, when more restaurants started opening nobody wanted the old school type anymore, they want the lavish brand new things. It's quite sad really."
"I still like old stuff, there wouldn't be new things if it weren't for the old." I told him.
He grimaced. "I guess you have a point. But time moves, we have to innovate along with it, or else we'd be left behind." He said, kinda harshly to he honest.
"Why do we fear being left behind? Is there a race in life or anything? We should just be happy with what we have and enjoy the moment. It's as simple as that" I shot back.
He scoffed. "The world isn't just black and white, Ava."
"It kinda is for me." I muttered, looking down on my laced fingers.
The world isn't just black and white.
Nothing is ever that simple. There should be dimensions, shades, forms, colors and more. I know because I saw it all before but I just can't remember.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you." He apologised.
I shook my head with a forced smile. "It's okay. I've heard it all before, it doesn't hurt as much as it did before."
Lies. It hurts more coming from Kaden.
The food came. We ate in silence where as I lost my appetite but kept shoveling the food into my mouth to keep my mind occupied.
I wanted to go home, now. Now that I know Kaden is actually one of the people who don't really care about my opinion my feelings for him both as a friend and more than a friend is gone. I hate it. I should've just shut up, if I did then I would still be willing to be at least his friend. But I just had to open my mouth.
I excused myself to use the bathroom to call Cayenne, I need an escape.
"Hello?"
"Enne..." I whispered.
I heard sound of movements buzz through the other line. "What's wrong?"
"I-I... I want to go home..." I sighed.
"... Why?" She asked reluctantly, as if she was walking on eggshells to keep me calm and composed.
My silence was enough for her to understand. "What did he say?"
"He... H-He-- Ugh!" I grunted in frustration at my lack of words. "Can you just please help me escape this... This-- madness?"
The silence on the other line was deafening, it was either she was doing very well at holding back her laughter at how pathetic I am right now, or she was really contemplating whether to help me or not.
My annoyed expression soon turned to sadness, Cayenne never thinks twice about helping me, it was always 'yes, of course'. Knowing that she wouldn't help me either pricked my heart in the slightest (Note the sarcasm)
"I would if I could" She finally spoke, my smile reappeared as I prepared myself to start thanking her "but..." My heart dropped to my stomach.
"But what?" I snapped.
"I'm not home, I'm in Oregon." She said reluctantly.
"Oregon? What on earth are you doing there?" I said with a hint of incredulity.
A long pause, then she sighed. "It's my grandparents." Her voice was tired and strained, slightly cracking at the end. A pang of concern hit me in the face like a wall, why didn't I notice the way she spoke so down...?
"Oh." I said. "Are they okay?"
"Yeah.." She breathed "I just have to take care of them for a while, I may or may not be gone for a couple of weeks, or a month?" Her statement was more of a question.
I understood her uncertainty, her grandparents could be in a not-so well wellbeing. If you get what I mean. I gave a short get well soon message to her grandparents and a good luck to Cayenne, then said our farewells.
Walking back to our booth felt like walking into death trap voluntarily, you already know it's going to end in chaos yet you still go ahead in hope to find something different,
Like hope.
But what I found was hate.
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Unorthodox Love
Teen FictionA Uniquely cliché love story. >》¤《< Ava has been a monochromat since she was three years old because of a tragic accident. She's never seen color after the incident and to be frank, it sucks for her. She's been bullied about it in her previous...
