Bad Timing

Chapter 3

Angel's Pov

I've been in many difficult situations in my life and mostly awkward ones...

I got through them just fine, but, I know I am being melodramatic right now, I've never being so rude to anyone just because he tried to talk to me. It's embarrassing.

"Angel, are you alright?" Alex asked.

A couple of hours later, after the incident, I called Alex to hang out as she told me too. She is quite nice. We have been sitting in a nice small coffee shop. It has those vintage tables and chairs. All wooden made. The walls are painted with a plain colour of dark yellow and they are full with photos of old celebrities in the 70s and 90s. The tables are placed near the windows and at the centre of the room. Strangely, there are a lot of people in my age sitting in this shop.

"Yeah, I'm fine just a little distracted." I laughed.

"Ohhh, ok. So tell me about you. You didn't talk at all about yourself. The thing we have been talking all those twenty minutes we are here, it was only about school work." She rolled her eyes.

That's a start; someone wants to get to know me. I've never been in that place before.

"What do you want to know?" I asked curious.

"I don't know...How about, for start, why you changed school? Did your family move from where you lived or something else happened?" she asked as she drunk her coffee.

"Well, it's because we moved. My mom, a month ago, gave birth to my little twin sisters and our previous house wasn't enough, so here we are." I said with low voice as I drunk my milkshake.

"Oh my God! You have twin sisters! That's awesome. I always wanted to have twins when I get older! How are they?! Are they alike or are they like those twins, who are totally different?" she asked me with enthusiasm.

"They are alike. I can't tell who is who. Only my mom can tell. Me and my sister get very confused." I laughed.

"You and your sister? You have another sister besides the twins!?" she asked shocked.

Why is she so surprised about it? It's not that weird, is it?

"Umm, we are four sisters now. I'm the oldest one. My sister is two years younger than me and there are the twins. Why are you so surprised?" I asked with a smile.

"I don't know. It's very rare to meet a person who has so many siblings. I guess, you never feel alone, right?" she asked dreamily.

I signed.

Alone? If she means physical, then yes I am never alone. Mentally? I always feel alone. After what happened I always feel alone. I can't trust anyone not even my family because it was all my fault of what happened. They don't trust me, so how can I trust my feelings to them when they think the worst.

"No, I guess not." I said with low voice and avoiding in looking in her eyes.

There was a long pause and an awkward silence for a moment.

"Do you have any siblings?" I finally asked.

"Yep, I have. Just one. A sister, one year older than me, who always gets on my nerves." she rolled her eyes playfully.

"Is in it always the case?" I laughed.

"I guess so, besides I'm done with her. She is in college now, I miss her but not too much." she laughed along. "You know, you are not how the others described you." she said as she drunk again.

Other people talked about me? What!? I thought they didn't even notice me. That's just great...

"Other people talked about me? What did they say? I don't know anyone, expect from one guy who leaves next door and we barely said hi." I asked confused.