Coffee Philosophy

By Infinitis

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except acouple of pictures and stories.

Chapter 4: Chantico with a Pinch of Splenda Day

For girls, it is always good to have some chocolate when depressed.

Click…click…click…goes the clock. Why it is that time goes so slow when you're having the least fun or when you have nothing to do, but in my case I have too many things to think over. Sigh. While contemplating my mood, I set my head on the cold marble bar table before me.

It's all because of matches.

Idiot.

Why did he do that…?

I mean of all things he could do to show his pyro-influinced-bi-polar-depessed-crazyness…like burning something…plunder and pillage…Throw me out a window…

But

He…K-kiss—

HE KISSED MEEEEeee!

Idiot! Baka! Ass-hole! Pig-headed! Ego-centric! Control-freak! Mind-player!

Uhg!

I clench my fists on the bar table, not even noticing that I knocked my empty coffee cup over. Was he playing? Or did he really mean it? He so ignorant! Who could ever love a psycho guy like him?

Who could ever love a cold, unsocial girl like you?

I hate his guts.

You hate yours too.

In reality, I hate everybody. Why? Because when I meet somebody, they leave at the wrong time.

It's all Allen's fault.

Why wasn't he there when I came home? Why did he run away when I was alive, ready to be welcomed at home? Mommy, Daddy…why did you have to leave me too?

Tenshi…

I didn't notice the tears running down my face when a hand shook me out of my mind-struggle. My eyes look up to see that it's a Starbucks employee. Oh gosh! I must look like a fool! I wiped my tears away on my right sleeve. My ears hear a chuckling in front of me. I look up again to the employee who seemed to be amused at my predicament. He seems familiar though. His brown hair and watercolor blue eyes remind me of somebody…

"Heh, sorry for disturbing you, but it's almost time to go-"

I turned my head to quickly see the clock…8:26…damn. Not a moment to lose, I get my orange jacket and purse.

"Hey, I didn't say you could leave just yet. If you want, you could talk." My eyes make contact to his persuasive ones. Fine. I sat and he smiled. The young man walked off to make something. I hope this doesn't lead into anything bad…

"I heard something happened this afternoon. Do you know something about it? It was over when my shift came up." The last employee came back with something in his hand.

"You don't want to know…" I whispered as I looked away.

Something warm touched my hand. I look back and I see a miniature coffee cup with a new Victorian style and dark chocolate colors. My eyes look back at the boy's while raising an eyebrow in question.

"It's called a Chantico, pure hot chocolate. And it's on the house. I know girls. It'll make you feel better."

I'll give it a try. And sip. After I took my first sip of bliss, I slammed my cup back on the table in amazement. "Wow, that's strong."

The boy smirked. "That's because it's pure."

I sipped again and decided something was missing.

"It needs something sweet…"

The brown haired boy gave me a disappointed glare. "You girls are such sweet tooths." He turns away to go to a cabinet. "Too much sugar can ruin teeth." The boy gave me a Splenda packet. This time, when I looked into his eyes, I looked deeper. Something is nagging me that I've met him somewhere before. I lean over the table. The boy, I could see, is starting to get nervous. It's on the tip of my tongue, but I can't point it out. But then, when I glanced to his hair and the way it was parted and brushed in a particular way, I went AHHA!

I just couldn't believe it. I feel like I'm looking at a ghost… I fall back onto my bar chair, eyes wide in shock.

"M-Miguel?? Is it you?"

The employee now looked deeply at me. His eyes widen, I think he remembers!!

"Oh my gosh, CELENA!"

I quickly climbed up in my seat in a kneeling position so I could hug my old friend. It's been so long, well, close to. I met Miguel and the rest of Dilandau's cronies in freshman year of high school. But then Miguel had to move unexpectedly. Since Dilandau and I are in collage, I'd say it would be…close to five years when I saw him last.

Then something felt weird and tence. The door to the Starbucks ringed and both Miguel and I turned to see who it was… Another old ghost has arrived.

"Rufina? Ap-ah…" It seems Miguel is speechless at the moment. I slide down my chair and glomp on my other friend. She was probably one of my closest girl friends. But she too had to move and go away. Suddenly, this evening feels like a class reunion, awkward. And it's also funny that they where under my nose all this time. Coincidence?

All of us talked and updated. Late into the evening, I learn that Rufina and Miguel are going to get hitched soon. Hitched… I guess the time is ok. They're only twenty and twenty-one. The talk was going well until…

"So how's Dilandau?"

"As usual," I said. "As usual." If you would call Dilandau kissing me as usual…

A light shines and strives in a dark room. Doubtful ruby eyes stare at the glow. Footsteps sound from another room and the door closes. The silver haired boy glances at the sore-eye clock. 11:07 He sighs. Too late.

"I shouldn't have done that…"

The light is snuffed out.

Yes!! It's over!!!!....the end of the chapter I mean. The next chapter is probably going to be one of my favorites so hang in there ok?

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Infinitis