We enter a tiny cafe after I finish getting my normal clothes on and taking the green off my face.
We laugh and joke.
A short man came to our table.
"Howdy!"
"Kurt!"
Addie and I say together, jumping from our seats to hug him.
He giggles.
"How are you guys? I heard Charlotte got a big gig at the Gershwin!"
He laughed.
I nodded.
"Wow. You're a good liar, Charlotte if even Kurt didn't see through it."
I stared at the ground.
Addie gave me a look.
"Y-Yeah. Just washed the green off in fact."
I said.
He smiled.
"Well good luck in the future. It was nice seeing you guys. See you on bowling night, Darren."
I spun on my heels to face the table.
The area exploded in laughter.
"D, you bowl?!"
I doubled over into my chair with laughter.
He rolls his eyes.
"Ha ha. Hilarious."
He mumbles, taking a breadstick and chomping on it.
I snort, looking up at him from my position in the chair.
"I love you."
He rolls his eyes again, covering his mouth with his hand to hide a smirk.
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After we finish eating and talking, everyone leaves at the same time.
I yawn, running a hand through my hair.
Addie waves at me and gives me a hug before walking in the opposite direction that Darren and I are about to walk.
We let go and start to walk our separate ways.
My phone buzzes.
I cringe and reach into my pocket to answer it, but before I can, someone screams and a gunshot echoes through the air.
Darren spins around and orders me not to look and run home as fast as I can.
He dashes behind me.
I turn around and freeze.
My phone falls to the ground and I soon follow it.
Tears blur my vision.
"GET UP! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! HELP!"
I shake my head.
I can't speak.
I can't move.
My phone screen lights up beside my face.
Blocked Number- I told you. Lies kill.
My stomach churns and I gag.
After what was only minutes but felt like years, someone picked me up bridal style and helped me in a cab.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
I wince, trying to breathe normally.
Why does this always happen to me?
What did I do?
Darren grabs my hand.
"What did I do?"
I mumble.
"Where do I start?"
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City Of Dreams
Ficção GeralSequel to New York- Where Dreams are Made Charlotte struggles to remain on top of everything. With all the problems and stress, she tries to hold it together. She tries to finish what she came to do. She tries to make her dreams come true. But...
