Chapter 5 - A stop by a restaurant

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Soon after singing together we arrived to a restaurant on the way so we decided to stop, but I needed to stop as close to the door as possible thanks to that fucking bracelet that could blow us up. We went inside and sat down and the waitress looked at us a bit weirdly when we ordered our food, I have no idea why.

- What the hell was that smile on her face? - I mumbled to myself.

- I don't know - Angeles shaked her head.

While we were in the restaurant we wasn't talking to each other much. I was thinking about what am I supposed to do and she... well, I don't know what's in her mind, but I couldn't care less. I had to find a way to get out of this.

- Can I try something? - Angeles asked me after we ate our food.

- Sure... - I muttered, not knowing what is she want to do.

She stood up and went to the nearby piano, sat down then began to play and I must admit... listening to that relaxed me and after a while of listening her I couldn't help, but smile. Somehow it reminded me so much of my dead wife, Maria....

Later when she finished the other people in the restaurant clapped and she came back to me, but I didn't realized that I was still smiling, only when she said it.

- What are you smiling about? - she asked.

- Ah... It's... It's nothing... - I muttered - Angeles, you...

- Call me Angie, please... - she cut me off - I like that more...

- Alright... Angie... This was really beautiful...

- Thank you...

- I wish I could see you how you teach the kids...

Wait, what did I just say? Did I really say that I want to see her in her school? She doesn't even trust me and I'm just making myself sound even more creepier... Good god...

- Really? - she asked.

- Yeah...

She didn't replied, just smiled at me. This was the first time I could see her smile like that... And honestly? I like it pretty much... I want to see her smile more, but I know this is not too possible...

----- TIME SKIP -----

We were again on our way when I decided that we should go and see my friend for some help with these bracelets. He might know something to take these off.

I changed the direction...

- What are you doing? - Angie asked.

- We're going to check on a friend. He might help us with the bracelets - I replied.

- You shouldn't be doing this. You'll get in a serious trouble.

- I already am in it - I said shortly, not wanting to talk and she noticed it too because she didn't say any word as we headed to my friend, Ramallo who is a car mechanic, but he knows pretty much everything.

----- 30 minutes later -----

We arrived to Ramallo's workshop who was quite happy when he saw me.

- German! My friend! - he screamed happily and hugged me.

- Hello, Ramallo - I replied, hugging him back.

- What made you come here? Do you stay for lunch, or something?

- Actually... I need your help - I said as I raised my hand where I had the bracelet on and his eyes widened.

- How did you get this? - he asked.

- That's a long story, but we need to get rid of it.

- "We"?

He then looked into my car and saw Angie sitting there.

- Who is your partner?

- She's not my partner, she's just... nevermind, just help us out...

- Okay, okay... I'll check what can I do!

But not so much time passed when suddenly a group of guys came in and we all froze in place.

- German Castillo - said the one who was standing in front of the others - Go back to your way!

- I had to stop - I said casually - There was some problem with my car and I needed to check on it...

- Go... back... now!

- Come on guys... don't be so mad... - I said jokingly, but I knew this won't be this easy and I was right....

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