Chapter Seventeen
Being seated at the same iron table outside the same coffee shop seemed like yesterday was happening all over again. However, instead of Nicolas sitting in front of her at the iron table, it was Joshua and they were waiting for Nicolas to arrive.
"So, this guy always late?" Joshua asked, looking at his watch.
"Joshua, we're early." Annabel reminded him.
Half an hour ago, Joshua had showed up early to find Annabel with her head buried in her arms crying. She was happy he had showed up early, but she didn't tell him why she was crying.
Within five minutes, Nicolas arrived, however he wasn't alone. Beside him was a blonde girl who looked exactly like the girl from Annabel's dream. Annabel felt her jaw drop, the resemblance was almost uncanny; it was eerie but Annabel was used to that feeling.
"This is my sister, Cody." Nicolas introduced. Cody smiled at Annabel and Joshua before taking a seat left of Annabel. Joshua moved over one seat so he was sitting on Annabel's right side; Nicolas was sitting across from Annabel.
Annabel quickly introduced Joshua to Nicolas and Cody, before introducing herself to Cody but it was evident that Cody already knew who she was.
After introductions were made, the four of them sat at the iron table in silence. Annabel was surprised when Nicolas broke the silence; what surprised her more was what he said.
"I heard about Sara." Nicolas said.
Annabel jerked her head up at the words that Nicolas said. "What?" She asked, not aware that she whispered the words.
"Your friend, sorry." Nicolas said, not bothering to extend his words or give any further words.
Annabel frowned and bit her lip; how did Nicolas know about Sara? Were they covering it on the news? Doubtful, just some teenager that got electrocuted; the police probably deemed Sara's death as a 'careless accident by some stupid teenage girl.' If it wasn't on the news, how did Nicolas know about Sara's death?
When Annabel opened her mouth to ask Nicolas how he knew, a different question came out. "Who's your cousin?" Annabel asked, she didn't even realize she had asked that question until Nicolas answered it.
"What do you mean?" Nicolas asked.
"The other day, when I first met you, you said that you were going to Long Island to visit your cousin." Annabel clarified.
"Oh. He's sort of my -our- half cousin. His name is Carter but I don't see why that's important." Nicolas answered Annabel's question.
"Oh, it's not. I was just wondering." Annabel muttered, her tone of voice indicated that she wanted to drop the subject.
Once again, the four at the table had nothing to say; for once, Annabel welcomed the silence, her mind was reeling with lots of information; there was so much information but it didn't fit, Annabel knew it should fit but it didn't.
Annabel stood up, everyone at the table looked up at her. "I have to go." Annabel said, not bothering for an explanation. She needed to think and she couldn't think here.
No one questioned Annabel's departure but once she left everyone else left as well; there was no reason to stay now that Annabel was gone.
