Innocent [on hold]

Café

Chapter 14
Kronos pov

         “Bro, you have to go.” Michiell states simply. “Why’d you accept going on a date with her just to not show.”

         “You sure have a lot of guts saying that.  I distinctly remember you blackmailing me.” I respond pettily kicking his chair far away from me, “Scheming bastard.”

         “Kronos please, you can’t just ditch my sister without taking responsibility.” he takes my rejection in strides. 

         “Take responsibility for what, your mouth?  Sorry I don’t have a penchant for welcoming trouble.” I show him the finger. “I’ll go but I’m leaving straight afterwards.  I’m going to tell her straight and upfront that I was forced to do this.”

         “But the bro code- “he changes his words after seeing my expression. “What about bros before hoes.”

         “I’ll tell her you said that.”

         “Tattle tailing prick.  What are you a preschooler?” Michiell grumbles, turning away.

         I lean back in my chair comfortably after the nuisance was gone, before grabbing my stuff and leaving behind him.
        His figure bobs in the distance, his head shaking a bit wildly.  He was probably cursing me and my entire lineage.  I didn’t mind. We’d gone through this routine for a long while and I think I could comfortably say I have a grasp on his personality.
         Strong personality outwardly but inwardly, he was cowardly through and through.

         I turned out of the parking lot and begin walking to the café taking my own sweet time while staring at the boring pavement. 
         I wasn’t too optimistic about this date. I’ve gone on many before, but they didn’t quite work out.  After a while I stopped.  Why should I date when I know that ill have to skip town before everyone realizes I don’t age.  I might kill heartlessly but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a heart.  At least, that’s what I tell myself.
         The door opens and the bell twinkles. I head towards my regular seat only to find it occupied by a pale looking woman.

        “Kayn? You’re here.” I ask, but she doesn’t respond.

         I call again and she startles. Looking up at me in confusion.  Her eyes a bit puffy and red.  Was she crying?

        “Are you alright? You look ill. Maybe you should see a doctor.”

         She gives me a tight smile, it looked painful. “As if a doctor could give help me?”

         I look at her confusedly, and she pauses and starts looking out the window, I slide into the seat in front of her and waited until she sighs. “My dad. He died.”

          For a second, I didn’t know what to say, I had never experienced such serious loss,  she, however, didn’t wait for me to say something band continued.  “He wasn’t even that old… honestly I think he simply didn’t even have any will to live any more.  The love of his life died long ago; he was simply waiting for his daughter to grow older. “

          “Why do you say daughter in such an estranged tone?” I ask as I look around the café at the lime green the decoration.

          “huh? Oh, yeah. I’m the adopted daughter.” I felt her going cagey, so I didn’t ask more.

           “Why are you here anyway?  This place only has mediocre coffee.  There are even closer cafes so why come all the way out here… The only thing this place is know for is…  you came here for a date?”

           I nod looking around. “it appears my honey trap didn’t work, and I got stood up.”

           She smiled, but it wasn’t a grimace like smile like before. It was real.  Strangely I felt very accomplished.  I couldn’t help smiling with her.

           “You look strangely familiar.”

            My brows furrow, “don’t you see me at work almost every day.”

            She nods before standing, “I’m going home, did you bring your car?  I can give you a ride back.”

           I shake my head. “ill stay here and have some coffee. After all, wouldn’t it be a waste to come all the way over here and not even try the coffee?”

A/N
Hello loves, 
Lookie a sweet chapter where no one dies. ( Except maybe Michiell's manly pride)
I kinda have an editor now.  Wooo!!! 
The translation process [from gibberish to English]  might take a while but I think I can keep the deadlines...  The only possible changes is that I might start updating in Sundays instead of Saturdays.
         Love you lots,
                         Grey