It's quite confounding the fact that a talk like this one lifted all the weight off my chest.
I felt relieved.
The most comforting thing though, were Angelina's eyes. There was not one flash of judgment across them. On the contrary, they were soft and welcoming.
She reached across and held my hands into her delicate ones and sighed deeply before speaking, "I don't know why stuff like these happen to us. To you, to me, to everyone. What I do know, however, is that these tragedies will make us stronger than ever. They'll widen our perspective and understanding of the world. We'll grow to be more understanding people. Thoughts like these make me go through the day." She said smiling reassuringly.
I had no words, how can someone who's gone through all these whirling events and feelings still manage to look at the bright side?
And maybe that's why I liked Angelina so much.
She was different. She was precious.
She was Angelina.
And so I decided to stop being a coward for once and tell her what I feel instead of gulping down the words I desperately wanted to say.
"Angelina, you're one precious human." I said looking at her teary eyes. I didn't miss the blush that crept on her cheeks though.
Somehow, I liked her eyes when they were teary. Her green iris looked as if they were swimming in a pool of her own tears.
Right, because that was a totally normal comparison.
Just when she was about to speak, she abruptly looked at the glass window just to find droplets sliding one after the other on the now slippery surface of the window.
Rain.
Now if there was anything that could compete with my love for coffee, it would be my love for rain.
"C'mon, c'mon!" ushered Angelina ecstatically while collecting her stuff. She grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly as I threw some bills on the table and managed a quick goodbye to Nick.
"Angelina what is it?" I asked while following her either way.
She didn't answer. She just starting twirling with her arms outstretched as she faced the sky. And she was laughing, that beautiful laugh that made me fall for her even harder, if it was possible.
And oddly enough, I started laughing too.
I laughed despite all the pain that dug through my body, my soul.
And then I couldn't differentiate between the rain that washed over my face, and the tears that ran down my cheeks. And the sound of laughter mixed with the heavy thumps of droplets crashing against the ground sounded foreign but oddly distressing. And I glanced at Angelina just to find her still twirling happily.
And I thought that yes, things are going to be okay.
Angelina shook me out of my thoughts by grabbing my hand and running ahead. We laughed goofily and didn't for one second show any care for the weird stares we were receiving.
And I swear I could hear "Glowing" by the script playing in the background for some reason.
And we ran.
We ran with tears down our face and heartfelt laughter.
We were just two teenagers who went through infelicitous events and I knew that deep down we hoped the rain would cleanse our souls and that our laughter would push back our sobs.
We hoped everything would be okay.
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