My Cinderella Girl

Chapter 4

Clara's POV:

The angel is taking me to Maddie's Ice Cream Bucket! Hooray! I can't believe it.

After we sit, we placed our order. Mine's definitely vanilla milkshake with whipcreams on top, plus jelly sprinkles.

The angel ordered strawberry smoothies. That's not too fancy for my liking.

"So angel, when will you go back to heaven?"

He almost choked his smoothies. "I told you a thousand times, I'm not an angel."

I jut twirled her hair and said, "That's too bad that angels cannot reveal themselves to humans"

His mouth is dangling open. He must've panicked because I know his secrets.

"Its okay angel, I'll keep it a secret." I promised.

He just rolled his eyes.

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"This is your order." A maid put our orders on the table.

"Yippi, my milkshake!" I clapped.

I'm to busy with my milkshake, since I didn't notice the maid was winking at the angel.

I slurped the milkshake. It's so good.

"You know." I began talking   "I used to went here with my mother every Saturday night."

"We both always ordered the same. Vanilla milkshake, jelly sprinkles and whipcreams on top." I said. I tried to blink back the tears. I cannot let the angel see me cry.

"My mom, who I loved the most, died, two years ago." I bent my head down. " I always tried to think that it's not my fault but, i can't. Everytime I think about it, in the end I always blame myself." I cried.

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Edgar's POV:

She cries, and I don't know what to do.

She starts to sob. "No, it's not my fault, think, Clara , think, it's not your fault."

I just look at her. Her sparkling perky eyes is all gone now.

"I'm sorry, I think I need to go to the bathroom." She excused herself and ran.

I can understand the feeling. That's like me 4 years ago when my mom first left.

I just sit there stunend, thinking the night when she hold my arms. I never thought, it would be the last.

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She's been in the bathroom for ten minutes now. Maybe I should try checking her out.

I stand up and walk to the girl's bathroom. I don't know what hit into me me, but I just open the girls bathroom. That's right, girl's.

"Clara, are you there?" I knock on one of the isles. I'm pretty sure it was her because first, I hear sobbing voices right there. And second, she used so many toilet papers.

"Come on out will you?" I knocked.

"Sure, hold on angel."

I fold my arms. She really needs to hurry up before one of the girls caught me using the girl's bathroom.

"Uh, angel?" She asked.

"Yes?"

"Why are you in the girl's bathroom?"

"Ugh, just hurry up!" I snorted.

She giggled. Then opens the bathroom door.

Once she came out I hold her hand and rushed out from the girls bathroom.

Unfortunately some teenage girls are blabbing outside the bathroom door and giggles when i rush by past them.

"Don't make me do that again will you?" I told her that after we managed to get out from that Ice Cream shop. I've payed the bill on the table, so I don't need to go tobthe cashier again.

She mumbles, "Sure. Sorry angel I just spaced out sometimes."

"Next time if you wanna cry..." I said. Then with a force I don't know about I hold her head and hold it into my chest. "Cry here."

I don't know, but I feel comfortable with her in my arms.

"Uh, angel? I can't breathe." She said.

"Huh?" I realised I squashed her too tight. Then I let her go. "Sorry."

"That's fine." She smiled.