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Kendall's POV

I used the toilet, washed my face more times than I would have originally wanted, but all in all, I came around. When we went back to our seats, our food was already waiting for us and to my surprise, Mr. handsome was seating opposite us.

I halted.

My heart started doing that weird fast heart beating thing and it was so nerve-wracking. My breathing started to be uneven, and I knew if I didn't do anything now, I'd have a panic attack. But the thing is, I wasn't at home and I couldn't relax as I'd want to, and try and calm my anxiety. So I called Ed.

"Eden-Hope, I can't breathe properly." Ed knew, every time I called her by her full name, I was serious.

she came rushing to me and she held my arm and asked, "What usually helps?"

"Laying on the floor," I replied, closing my eyes trying to calm myself down. When I looked up a second later, Ed was looking around to see if there is a suitable place for me to lay down. But there wasn't, and I needed to do this right now if I didn't want to cause more drama. So I sat on the floor and I started to lay down.

"What are you doing?" Ed hissed.

"Trying to save you a hospital trip." I laid on my back, closed my eyes and I started counting. I could feel people's gaze on me, but I didn't give two screws about them. And what I've learned in this life is that, if you wait for other's approvals, you die more times instead of living. And I've been resurrected enough to seek more death.

While I was counting, I felt someone hovering over my face. When I opened my eyes, it was Mr handsome. My heart rate just increased right then and there.

"You alright Miss?" He asked in the huskiest, most soothing voice I've ever heard.

"I..um..I-" I started to stutter.

"It usually happens when she's in front of crowds." Ed came to the rescue. I was just gazing at his gorgeous blue eyes, lost in the sea of life.

"I think you should have a glass of warm water and lemon, it usually helps too. Let me go and order it for you." He left and I turned to look at Ed who also looked at me back like, 'what on earth is happening?' She shook her head, confused as me.

Two minutes later, he came back with the cup with warm water and lemon. I sat up, thanked him, and took the water. The cup even had a spoon so as not to burn myself.

How considerate...

I started to take a small sip and Mr handsome was kneeling with one knee behind me, with one hand on my back, gently rubbing it in circles. Don't ask me what he was doing, because I also don't know, but it was the most soothing thing ever.

It was near comfortable as sharing a bed with that retard brother of mine. And yes, I do share the bed with Eta when my nightmares get the better side of me. And not your children 'mom I'm scared there is something in the closet scared', no, it's your years of trauma nightmares that still haunt you type of eish.

"You gonna be alright." He kept whispering. It was the most calming, and most heart-warming thing I've ever experienced. It was so soothing, I was on the verge of a meltdown.

"My name is Maya-Bleu Satori." I blurted out. He smiled, and a dimple showed.

Wow....

How can someone be so cute and handsome at the same time?

"Daniel Lewiston." He responded.

An interesting day this was gonna be.

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Daniel was an interesting human. After my anxiety saga, we sat down and had blueberry muffins as planned. And when I say we, I mean with Daniel included. He decided, by himself, that since he helped me to get better, that he should join us. Mind you, his presence was both soothing and mind-wreaking.

We spoke about nothing but the store menu. It was weird, but somehow it was an ongoing conversation. While my own body on the other hand was at war with each other, it was a mess. With Daniel adding more to calm me down and wreck me at the same time.

Gosh, what am I saying?

Anyways, I was happy with that too. It gives my body something to be hot about. My blood cells can't chill and be sloths. They gonna be fat, and won't be able to fight my never-ending anxiety attacks.

"Where do you work?" Daniel asked me casually, while munching on his blueberry muffin. I softly chuckled, while smiling.

"Do I give off working vibes?" I titled my head, turning to look at him with a smile on my face, while leaning on the table.

"No, it's just that you don't look like a scholar. So I just assumed. Sorry if I may have offended you." Poor guy thought I was offended. If anything, I was thrilled.

"No, it's cool." I brushed it off, taking a sip of my bar one milkshake, while seating back, putting my one leg on the chair, well folding it to sit more comfortably. "I'm not a scholar at all," I repeated.

"The way you repeating that it's like you trying to convince yourself more than me." He smiled.

Wow, his smile though.

"No really, I work," I assured him with my lie.

"Where?" He took a sip of some water.

"I..umm-" I started to stutter and play with my hands.

"No need to tell me. It's cool." He took another bite of his muffin. I bet he could tell I was lying. Wow, even his chewing was cute.

Oh my gosh, what is happening to me?

Ed on the other hand gave me 'thee eye' while poking her muffin in anger. The 'excuse me let's talk now type of eish'. You'd think I killed someone. I just gently rubbed her shoulder slightly so to calm her down and I smiled at her.

"And me?" She intercepted, looking away from me to Daniel, "Do I look like a scholar?" She asked with glassy eyes. Daniel did a semi take on her, and he frantically shook his head.

"Yep, you do." He replied. Ed's jaw dropped. You could see her face held the betrayed look. She looked like she was starting to question her own existence. I laughed my heart out. She huffed and folded her arms, sitting back.

"Wait, are y'all both scholars, or in college maybe?" Daniel asked, taking a sip of his iced coffee with crushed dark chocolate. Yep, it's not a mistake. The guy was drinking that. I didn't even know they sold that here until of course, today.

"She is, I'm not." I quickly lied, smiling through my teeth.

"That would make sense too. You do look a bit mature. Even in your sleepers." He pointed at my shoes.

I then suddenly said, "It was really nice meeting you Daniel, but I'm on my period and I can be very cranky at times. My sugar levels tend to decrease, and my vision blur, so, unfortunately, we have to leave." Another lie.

I nodded to Ed indicating that we had to go. Before she could protest, I stood up, pulled her to stand, and pulled her closer to me. I then smiler wider, showing off all my teeth.

Daniel just raised his hand to say goodbye in confusion, as that was rather a sudden goodbye. Poor guy didn't know how to deal with that.

"Wait!" Ed pulled her hand away from me as soon as we got out of the café and I stopped. "We can't just leave." She continued.

"Yea, and what's gonna stop us?" I looked at her folding my arms, tilting my head.

"We...we Ummm..-" She starts stuttering, she looked away, avoiding my eyes.

"We what?" I repeat.

"We didn't pay." She covers her face embarrassed.

"What?!" I rushed back, leaving her behind going to the cashier giving her my best fake smile.

"Hi, I'm so sorry, my friend forgot to pay." I took out the money and the cashier. "It's table seven."

Meghan, as I badge said, kindly smiled at me replied, "Oh it's ok Miss, your boyfriend has already paid." She smiled.

"What?" I don't think the shock in my face could suffice to how I felt.

"What boyfriend?" Ed asked, looking at me with the same expression I had.

The Meghan chick pointed at Daniel. My jaw almost dropped.

"Hi..him?!" I exclaimed, taken aback. "He's not mine." I quickly defended myself, shaking my head and hands in defence.

"Oh, I'm sorry Miss, I just assumed." She apologized.

"I'm no one's," I repeated. The thought of that terrified me. Having to belong to someone, having someone who would say they love me. I still don't know how others survive with that kind of pressure.

Ed engulfed me in a hug then commented, "You mine." She snuggled closer.

"Heck no I'm not." I pushed her face away and body away from me suddenly feeling disgusted and sticky. "I'm nobody's." And that was final. She looked at me rejected but quickly recovered. I then placed the money on the counter anyway.

"Next time he comes here, use this money to pay his bill, I don't like having to owe people. It makes me feel nervous." Before she could say anything or add anything, I quickly pulled Ed out of the shop and we were gone. Once we were outside, she pulled her hand away again.

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