Falling For You

Chapter Two: How Do You Like Your Coffee?

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The platforms rattled as the underground trains whizzed passed each stop that were full of members of the public who waited for the early morning trains for their work. Laila stood amongst them, observing each individual as they each went to their separate stops. She noticed that the neither of them could take their eyes of their phones that seemed to mold itself into ones' hand.

Laila's train arrived at her stop, the double doors opened allowing the busy work employees to board but without being pushed and shoved on. With everyone finally on, the train doors closed and it set off. Laila took a seat near the window and turned up the volume of her music of earphones that were plugged in her phone. She took a quick look at the people around, hoping that no one could her listening to 'Youngblood by 5secs of Summer', but judging by their face, she realized they couldn't as they had their own music which they wouldn't want to waste their time trying to listen to other people's music.

People got off at their assigned stops and the train gradually became less crowded. Laila watched all the stops go by until her stop came into view. She pressed the 'stop' button and she waited until the train came to a stop and the double doors slowly opened. She got off at her stop with the rest of the people and waited until everyone had passed so she wouldn't she caught in everyone's way. She headed up the flight of stairs that connected the underground to the world above ground.

Once she reached the busy pavements of the streets, she crossed the traffic jammed roads and went straight the café that would make all your troubles go away. The smell of caffeine hit Laila's nose as she entered the dimly quiet café that seemed to be more quiet than usual.

After saying 'hi' to the baristas at the desk and waiters that roamed round the area of preoccupied customers, she took a seat near the window, so she could watch the world by and at this time, the rain had started and small droplets of it ran down the window. She pulled out several sheets of paper, her laptop and her phone from her bag. After she set up her laptop, she proceeded to dial the number that was listed on one of the filed papers.

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"Yes, I'm sorry to mess you about. I understand. I should've called sooner," Laila spoke into the receiving end, "Well; I thank you for your time. Bye, bye."

Laila ended the third call that morning and shoved another set of papers back into her bag. A sigh escaped her lips and she placed her head in her hand. Her phone rang and went to answer it.

"Hello"? She replied into it. The voice on the other end was that of her mother's and she sounded extremely upset.

"What's wrong mum?" Laila asked concern now evident in her voice. Laila whole body tensed up as her mother went into the discussion.

Several minutes later Laila stared into blank space at the wooden table in front of her.

She had just learned her mother had bone marrow cancer. Plus her boyfriend had taken off with her sister.

Laila now knew who that 'girl' was in his text. It was her own sister.

'She can have him if she wants' thought Laila as she wiped the last single tears from her eyes with her wrists. Even though her soul was so downtrodden, she knew she couldn't be like this if she wanted to support her mother. She knew that most people would be crying their eyes out but she didn't have time for that, and to be honest she was still in shock to feel any emotions.