TORN!

CECILA

Cerian.
CECILIA'S . That was the name of the Dinner Denver was talking about. It was located across the street right across Dynasty. The diner had just recently opened,probably a few days old. In it's place used to be an old antique shop then the owner put up the place on sale. Its been on sale for a couple months now till someone finally decided to buy it.

The diner had pastel colored walls,mint tables and chairs abs a checked black and white tiled floor. It wasn't really packed with just a handful  of customers. Five, to be precise and three waitresses in short latex dresses that matched the walls ,each wearing a pair of white Nike sneakers.

Denver and I chose a seat by the corner and a brunette waitress approached us,a wide smile plastered on her face. "Welcome to Cecilia's, what would you like to have?"

I went through the menu,placed in front of me and decided on the mega cheese burger,fries and a diet coke. Denver mirrored my choice of meal and our food was brought hot from the stove ten minutes later.

Half way through our meal, there was a gentle chime of the bell as the door opened and an all too familiar blonde walked in followed by another familiar face. 

"Denver, Cerian, "Blonde called out excitedly,making all heads turn to him but that didn't bother him because he went on, "I didn't know I'd bump into you guys here. Can we join you guys?"

"Sure,Pittsburgh." Denver answerd, moving to create space for Richie while Bree sat next to me.

"Oh she's my girlfriend, her name's Bree."

"You look familiar, "Denver pointed out, "Have we met?"

"She works at Club Dynasty," I answered on her behalf and both of us shared a smile  "Plus we are friends,"

Denver,signaled a waitress  to take Bree's and Richie's order. The couple ordered a third plate of curly fries and cheese bugger. "My brother's joining us,he's outside on the phone with a client," Bree mentioned.

"I've never really met your brother,have I ?"  I picked a fry from my plate and got impressed with how long it was. "What's his name?" I remember that day at the park,saying something about her brother seeking nature's inspiration to create art.

"Kiran,"

"No way," It was Denver who spoke this time. "Kiran...like Kiran Sherwood. "He pointed the end of his fork at Richie, "Your associate."

"Totally," Richie shrugged, "But be chill when he gets here. Look at me I'm chill yet I'm sharing a table with  celebrities. Kiran hates too much attention so just pretend,he's still a stranger until I introduce him."

As if on cue,the bell chimed and the door opened. The new customer entered and when my eyes landed on him,I almost choked on my bugger and for a moment reality seemed to drift away from my grasp.

He stood confused at the door,eyes frantically searching the room and when Richie waved at him our eyes met and his mouth turned to an 'O' shape obviously not expecting me to be here and neither did I.

Wait Corey's Kiran..?
Kiran is Corey?

"Dude,stop standing there like you just saw a ghost. Get over here," Richie said ," Look who we found."

Corey's mouth snapped shut and he came over to join us at the table choosing to sit next athwart to me. I tried looking anywhere but at his face but it was hard,mainly because I was angry at him. This was one of those moments when I wished that looks could kill. I wanted to kill someone. The said person whom I wanted dead was also trying to avoid my stare. Wise guy.