Fallen Angel → C.C

As I got in the Cafe I smiled briefly some of my coworkers and sat at the nearest table where I could still look at people through the window.

I always came here during my days off when I wanted to work on my book or just draw. The particularity of this Cafe was that it was always calm and relaxing if you came late enough. Not a lot of tourists, basically only regulars.

This may explain the curiosity that I had for the two young people that penetrated the Cafe maybe five small minutes after me. They were laughing quite loudly but weirdly their laugh didn't annoy me, I found the girl's one pretty cute actually. Even though they seemed really close, they didn't seem to be dating, more like a brother and sister kind of close. They took a seat at a table as I re focused my attention on my drawing. Minutes later, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“Excuse me ? I was kinda looking at you and found you really attractive, would you, maybe, want a drink ? Or some food ?” I looked up at the guy, who would be around my age, maybe younger with brown hair, cute smile and a smooth voice. It was the one that I saw enter with the girl.

“I'm sorry, I'm into girls.” I flashed him a small smile.

“Oh, that's fine, well, my best friend over there,” He pointed at the tiny brunette who was sipping her soda while being on her phone, surely waiting for her friend. “She's into girls too, maybe you still wanna join us ?”

He chuckled. I can't believe that the guy who just asked me out wanted me to join them to meet her best friend now.

“Um, sure, I guess.” I chuckled quite nervously. “But I- um, I have all my thing and I don't wanna just- you know ?” I bite my lips, making eye contact with the brunette who was now watching us.

“You can take your things with us, I'm sure Camila will want to see what you are drawing, I mean, if that's okay with you.” He smiled gently at me as I gave up.

“Alright, just- are you sure she wants me there ?” I asked him, nervous to meet the girl after having looked at her. She truly looked beautiful. He long brown hair and her chocolate eyes were mesmerizing.

“You're the only one she saw when she came in here.” He smirked. “She didn't know how to attract your attention so your friend, Val, kinda helped us.” He explained.

“She told you I was gay, but you played it like you wanted to ask me out, just for doing it for your best friend. She knew I'd say yes 'cause Camila is totally not my type.” I chuckled to myself.

“Wait- what do you mean, not your type ?” He frowned. “If you're not interested in my sister just tell me now-”

“I am, god, I am. My type is black hair, green eyes and leather jacket. I already fell in love with two girls who were my ‘type’. Didn't turn out well. I have a feeling that I should completely go against my physical type you know ? Like, I'm more a ‘Mind and heart in priority ’ kinda girl. I should just stick to it.” I shrugged, taking a look at my drawing.

“Then, I'm sure Camila and you are gonna get married in a couple of days.” I frowned and he laughed. “Cause lesbians move quick, I don't know, that's what Mila tell me. That when she fall in love, she just run into it. She's a big romantic.” He laughed. Camila was by now giving us look, maybe she thought that her best friend was flirting with me.

“Then I can't wait to meet her.” I told him, a big smile appearing into my face.

Just when I got up, Camila did the same to join us. She was so small, so how could her legs be this long ? God, she looked even more beautiful than when she was sitting, if that's even possible. And even though she looked incredibly sexy, jealousy into her stares, her moving hips, flawless tan skin and sharp jawline, she also looked terribly cute and adorable.

“So ? It's been quite a long time that you're there Shawn, did you plan on abandoning me ?” She asked the boy and even though she was smiling playfully, we could both sense jealousy in her voice.

“Actually it's my fault,” the brunette stopped giving glares at Shawn to turn her gorgeous face towards me. “I wasn't sure you'd want me at your table. Your friend fake asked me out before I told him I was only into girls. Guess he wanted to set us up.” I gave her my most beautiful smile which made her blush.

“Oh- Alright, let's just, um, I'll help you with you things, if that's okay-” I took her hand in mine and smiled.

“You don't have to be so nervous Camila, I promise.” As I stared into her eyes, I felt her hands stop shaking.

“wow, how did you- ?” I just kept smiling, took all my things and put them by their table where I winked at Val who smirked at me. This night was getting more interesting that I had imagined.

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My name's ... My name's ... Shit, I don't have any name. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Shit, I didn't even asked your name, I'm sorry.” Shawn face Palmer himself as we all sat down. I needed to think very quickly.

I fell deep into Camila's brown eyes and as cliche as it sounds, something in me just knew. “I'm Tori Vives.”

I felt my ID card buzz into my pocket and I knew that I changed the world somehow. I was now the adopted sister of Lucía Vives and daughter of Carlos Vives. New memories also ponted themselves into my mind, I knew were they- we lived. I had a home now.

“Wait, Lucy's adopted sister, right ?” Shawn asked as Camila stayed silent, eyeing me suspiciously.

“Yup, that's right. Luce is like super cool, that's why people are often shocked when I tell them that she's my sister.” I laughed.

“I think you're pretty cool.” Said Shawn. Maybe that was why Camila was so silent, because her best friend was clearly flirting with me in front of her. So I took her hand, making her eyes widen in surprise.

“Why so quiet ?” I asked her, giving her a gentle smile. “Please talk to me, I came here for you, didn't I ?” I pouted.

“I'm gonna- you know.” Shawn chuckled and made his way to the toilets.

I focused all my attention in Camila. We just stared into each others eyes and smiled. I knew something happened when I told them ‘my’ name but I didn't know why.

“Tori ? What are you ?” My heart stopped a second. “I felt what you did but I don't understand how you did it and why I don't feel scared or surprised or anything. I just feel calm with you, like, all of this was meant to be.” She sighed. “I just don't want you lying to me somehow, even if we just met.”

“I'm- I'm-” I tried to contain myself, I couldn't tell her, it was so soon, it's impossible that she could be- “I'm an Angel.”

Maybe she really was, after all, who I came here for.