|Destined With You|

Chapter 2.

Alexander

"And you've taken care of the-" My mother questioned over the phone call again making me roll my eyes.

"Yes, Mom. I've taken care of everything. Will you actually let me leave now?"

"Sure, yeah...Take care."

"I know Mom. I'm not three. Do you even want  me to come there or...?"

"Of course we need you now, darling. Okay, for the last time take care," Her voice softened. "I love you."

"Love you too." I mumbled and hung up.

"Ready to leave?" Julian, my best friend entered into the house, his wife Isabella walking along, as the staff loaded all the goods.

"Yeah...it's time."

Isabella nudged him and he walked to hug me. She's really improve this guy, honestly. If we had been in the same situation a few years ago, he would have patted me on the back instead.

"Take care." She too came over to side-hug me. "We'll miss your jokes. I don't even know with whom Ian will stay when we'll go to a date or something."

"Out of everything, that's what you'll miss?" I rolled my eyes, trying to joke.

"Nope. We'll miss your stupid jokes and your attempts at making Ian laugh and of course, all the childhood days we've spent together. I'll miss you, man."

"Me too, me too." I patted his shoulder while Isabella draped her hand around his waist.

"I gotta leave now, I guess." I spoke up as the driver arrived at the door.

"Take care." Their voices were hushed as they walked me out to the car.

"I will." I said stepping inside and closing the door.

"Call me when you reach!" The gentle part of Julian from somewhere inside yelled behind me and my lips curved up in a smile.

Why are they so worried about me, with those sweaty palms and knitted eyebrows? Why does everyone want me to take care of myself? Not like I'm going out for the first time. Sometimes they just care too much.

Seattle, here I come.

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Adelaide

"Where are you, sweetie?" I heard Mommy call from the kitchen.

"Coming!" I smiled into the kitty mirror once again and went to her.

"You don't what to eat these sandwiches?" She asked, frowning.

"Want!" I took the plate from her and sat on my chair.

After completing the sandwiches, I went to the living room and saw Mommy sitting with the laptop, working.

"Mommy?"

"Y-yes, darling?"

"Why are your eyes so...red?"

"It's some...just the dust Ade. I got somethin' in my eye."

"Oh but-" The doorbell rang. Call of the devils. I rolled my eyes as Mommy ran for the door to get the kids inside.

"Hey there, Mark and John!" She high-fived them like she every day does.

"Hello, Anna." A ruffle on the hair, as usual.

"Ryan, Hi!" A pat on the back, like everyday.

"Greet them, baby." She turned to me, instructing the same thing and I raised my hand, again, like everyday.

"So, you'll be reciting the poems today, huh?" Mommy clapped her hands as they sat down on the tiny table, John with Mark, Ryan opposite Anna and a space for me and Mommy.

"I've learnt it all." John beamed while Mark groaned, placing his hands in his forehead.

"What happened Mark?  You don't seem so happy about it?" Mom tapped the table.

"It's too weird and boring and-"

"Yes Mark, but you have to do it. Don't worry. I'll make you understand it in an easier way. But before that, let's listen to the others' poems, huh?"

***

After a few hours of listening to our poems and then teaching them to Mark, the routine was finally over. The others had gone with their parents but Mark and John's mothers are still not here.

Yes, it's surprising. They have two-two mothers. I too find it different. When I ask Mom about it, she says it's because they are twins and they need extra help and care so God presented them with two mothers. I am not convinced, though. I know it's a stupid made up story.

The doorbell rang finally and the two of them yelped, throwing their hands up in the air while I released a sigh of relief. They can get really annoying at times, to be honest.

"Mom Jane!" Mark ran over to one mother while John ran over to the other one, yelling out a high pitched version of "Mom Jeanie!"

"Hey darling..." They hugged their respective attention givers.

"Something seems off?" Mommy stood with her shoulders crossed, looking between Jeanie and Jane.

"You are good at sensing stuff, aren't ya?" Jane took Mommy's hand and they went to the kitchen, leaving me, the twins and Jeanie in the living room.

"Don't worry! I'll sort everything out." Mommy called behind her shoulder to Jeanie.

"So, wanna play?" She looked down at me because the boys were busy playing some superhero thing they've learnt at school.

"No...but I want to...talk to you."

"Talk to me?" She bent down on her knees, the thing all adults do to impress us. "About what?"

"You work in computers, right?"

"Uh huh..." She agreed.

"I have this person's name and address...it's the father of a friend...from school." I lied, just like my friend Nate from school told me to.

"And?"

"He doesn't live with them anymore. But Nate...wants to talk to him once...just once. But-"

"But?"

She's convinced.

"But he doesn't have his mobile number."

"You want me to get his mobile number, don't you?"

"Yes!" I whisper yelled.

"I'll do it. Come on, tell me whatever you know." She brought out a notepad and pen from her handbag and I quickly told her whatever I knew about my Daddy, trying my best to lie well.

Hearing the sound of footsteps from the kitchen, I straightened up immediately.

"Who'll have Lemon Chicken?" Mom came out with Jane in toe, looking much relaxed than before.

Lemon Chicken!

"We will!" Jeanie quickly pulled me up in her arms. Too tight. Mark and John stopped their stupid games as well.

"Oh! I completely forgot Adelaide is Vegan now." Mommy facepalmed.

"Vegan!?" John and Mark laughed frantically.

"Vegan? For Lemon Chicken? Never!"

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A/N: Hello peeps! Hope I'm not being confusing with these bullets.

*** means a shift in time and ×■× is a change in the character's POV and ~ means the end of a chapter, duh. Still if anything confuses you, you are free to ask me any questions.

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