Cowardly GestureA Chapter by Rain (YouoweYoupay)
His eyes looked as if he had witnessed an angel of light descending from the roof of the café.
"It's all over, London…" he buried his eyes in a hand, undoing the cowardly gesture by sweeping the same palm across his disheveled ear-length black hair, "It's over. I'll go back home, like a loser. I dropped from school and I traveled miles, just to end up disappointing my family, who needed me. I ended up even more broke than before."
"That's not possible."
"It is…I owe people. I couldn't pay for the plane tickets."
"I'll pay for tha--"
"Forget it! I don' wanna owe you next. You're in a deep mess too."
"You won't owe me. Really."
"Why act so heroic,
"Why are you helping me? The man who promised us the money is dead. It's over. Just go home." Angelo buried his eyes in one hand again.
"This…whatever contract we had." The boy was right, but to
"Angelo, I--" A cell phone rang and
"Oscar," he bitterly said, "I f****n told you not to call this number again…No, I haven't got the money and you know that..." The next minute of the conversation resumed in Spanish, probably an exchange of insults. Angelo slowly rose from his stool, "…What?" his eyes looked as if he had witnessed an angel of light descending from the roof of the café. He slapped the phone shut and climbed the table in one move, his hands clasping around
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