Our Own Angels

Chapter 2

"Oh don't you dare look back, just keep you eyes on me! I said your holding back! She said shut up and dance with me!" Me and Cleo sang in unison as we drive back from our shopping spree.

"You know, you're very lucky you're rich. You could go shopping anytime you wanted to." Cleo turns down the radio and scolds me.

"I don't ask for it." I roll my eyes and stare out the window. My father has been adding a grand to me and Eli's bank account every year since our mom died.

"Wait! What time is it?" I jolted up from my seat and stare at her waiting for an answer.

"5:57, why?" After the words came out of her mouth, I got that sinking feeling in my stomach, that feeling whenever I get nervous.

"Cleo, I don't mean to rush you but can you drive a little faster please?" I tap my fingers against my legs and check my phone. When I unlocked it, I got three missed calls and one voicemail from Alice.

"Rosalie, honey, I hope you get here soon. Your father just got home and we're all waiting for you now.." Alice's sweet and calming voice relaxes me a little bit but then I check the time and it's one minute till six. We we're far from my house. Maybe another 4 more blocks to go. Thankfully Cleo speeds up and we get to my house on the dot.

"Thank you Cleo! See you tomorrow!" I thank Cleo and run up my driveway and walk through the door carrying the few shopping bags in my hands.

"I'm here!" I yell loud enough so that everyone in the house could hear. I put away my shoes and place my bags down in the living room.

"We're in the kitchen!" I hear Eli's voice from the kitchen. I walk through the kitchen and I see everyone sitting down around the huge dining table staring at me. I see Eli and Alice smiling at me I return it. My father is sat at the end next to Katie and they both give me a stern look.

"Am I late?" I take my seat across from them and lay my dinner napkin on my lap.

"Almost, you barely made it." Katie replies giving me a try dirty look.

"My apologies." I tilt my head and stare down at the table trying to not make eye contact with anyone. I really hate listening to Katie, who does she think she is? She's not my mother that's for sure.

"Okay, that's enough. Alice can you please grab the food from the kitchen?" My father requests and Alice gets up and grabs our meal. She comes back a few seconds later with a huge pan filled will me and Eli's favorite, parmesan bolognese. Alice serves each of us a generous portion and places the rest on the table. She goes back into the kitchen and comes out with freshly baked garlic bread. I can truthfully say that my mom's garlic bread recipe is the best out there.

"Dig in everybody." Alice cheerfully says and takes her seat. As my father and Katie start eating, I grab Eli and Alice's hand and we say grace. Without even looking, I can hear Katie whispering into my father's ear. After we finish the prayer we start enjoying our meal.

"Rosalie, I told you that it's not polite to pray around other's who do not believe." My father scolds gives me a stern look. I turn my head and I see Katie giving me a smile that says "Ha ha".

"We used to do it all the time when mom was sti-" My father cuts me off by raising him palm at me.

"I'm not going to start an argument with you Rosalie." His voice gets really deep and looks at me above his glasses. I keep my mouth shut but deep down, I wanted to stand up, tell my father off, and pour the remaining pasta over Katie's unnaturally straight blonde hair. But yet, I sit there eating my favorite meal in the world with no emotion shown on my face. We all finish our meal in silence and Alice takes our plates one-by-one to the sink.