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Potential Break Up Song
Chapter 2
Angelic managed to shower, dress, and leave the apartment without disturbing Ren. She grabbed a quick bite to eat from a nearby corner store on her commute to her classes.
She could already tell that it was going to be a long day.
"You look awful."
Angelic's brother, Alaster, was a senior at the same college she attended. The two shared the same dark chestnut hair and earthy eyes, only her brother towered over most students while she didn't. Her brother played on the school's football team and was well liked by just about everyone. Angelic herself was on the hip-hop majorette, and preferred to keep to herself.
She was fine living in her brother's shadow.
There she couldn't get hurt.
"No thanks to you," Was Angelic's retort. "Next time can you run it by me first before you decide to rent my place out?"
"Ren is your friend," Said Alaster. "He couldn't stay with me."
The boy chuckled, giving his sister's head a pat. It was something that seemed to transcend time, something he used to do when they were kids and he'd done something to upset her.
"Try to enjoy your time with Ren, ok? He's only in town for the summer before he goes off on tour with his group. He pulled a lot of strings to come see you."
Angelic sighed, her brother was good at talking himself out of trouble. "Alright… fine…" She said.
And so the day went on as they normally did.
Classes.
Lectures.
Study.
Classes.
Lectures.
Study.
With a few minutes or so to eat whatever junk food she could get from the vending machines.
Eventually Angelic returned to her apartment, exhausted, to find that Ren had not only cleaned up the place, but had prepared a meal for them that evening.
"Welcome back," He grinned.
Angelic didn't even know he could cook.
His hair had been pulled away into a ponytail, his bangs still falling across his right eye. Now the girl could really see the boy's fine detail, could see just how much he'd grown and matured over the years. Ren was nineteen now, his cool light blue eyes seemed to glisten with the playfulness she vaguely remembered. His ear was pierced now, the tiny stud complementing his fawn tanned skin. She could tell he was still the adventurous and carefree boy she'd spent most of her time with as a child, but now there was a flirtatious air about him that seemed to make him even more handsome.
But Angelic knew better.
She prided herself on avoiding boys like Ren.
But this was Ren…
And well… Ren was Ren.
"You cooked?" Angelic couldn't hide her surprise. Her apartment smelt amazing; all sorts of spices filled the air.
She couldn't cook to save her life.
"I did," Said the boy. "Although I hope you don't mind I threw all that junk you had in her out."
"You did what?"
"That crap you were passing off as food. Angie. That wasn't food. It's a miracle you're still alive. So I went to the store and bought some things, and I cleaned this place up. It was a dumb."
"Thank you for saying my life sucks."
"Well of course it does, I'm not here." He winked playfully.
Angelic sighed, he really pissed her off.
Ren was hopeless.
"How about you go shower, get comfortable. Dinner will be ready soon."
Angelic was reluctant to do as she was told, but she was far too worn out to protest and went along quietly.
"Doesn't this take you back?" Ren couldn't just sit down and enjoy whatever sitcom that was playing on the tv while they ate. He preferred to actually talk about his day, Angelic really didn't.
"Take me back where?" She dared to ask.
"When we were kids playing house." There was a glint in his eyes Angelic couldn't quite describe. "Where I was the husband, you were my wife, and Al was the uncle. You'd cook for me, I'd tuck you in."
Only he could tolerate her cooking then. If he tried to eat it now it would most likely kill him.
Angelic just stared at him for a moment before speaking, "Annnnnnd you're done." She said.
"We should do something while I'm here," Said Ren.
"I am doing something," Said the girl, matter-of-factly. "I haven't killed you yet so that counts as something."
"I'm serious."
"So am I."
"Let's go to the beach." The boy suggested.
"So you can gawk at all the girls that pass you by? I'll pass. You can't bring nobody back here." Said Angelic.
Just because it's been some years since Ren left, didn't mean Angelic didn't keep up with the boy on his road to fame. She'd read the magazines, watched the interviews, and knew about the many hearts he'd broken along the way.
He'd bat those lashes, blink those beautiful blue eyes, and women were hooked instantly.
Ren was a ladies' man.
And her apartment wasn't going to be his temporary bachelor pad for the summer.
Ain't nobody got time for all that.
But it was too late to talk him out of it, because once Ren had his mind set on something there was no changing it.
It was official, Angelic was going to the beach.
