Dark Secrets

The light wind was quietly blowing on the mildly crowded street, creating jiggles in leaves of a tree that was near to sidewalk. Sun was shining brightly after a long time in the clear blue sky and its rays were falling on big silver-metaled letters that were fixed above the entrance of big cafe, making those metal letters of ‘Starx bakery & cafe’ to shine more, it was catching people’s attention. I was standing on the pavement in front of famous Cafe, taking in the outside view of the well-decorated luxurious cafe, this place looks like hangout-place for wealthy people and I WAS standing in front of it.

“Should I go in?” I mumbled to my self as I looked at the ‘Starx bakery & cafe’, thinking about how I still have a chance to turn around and save my money. I just found a job, I have to pay university’s tuitions fees, apartment rent, other bills.

Urgh, I should save money. I sigh, but this place looks so welcoming with its walls painted white and light pink colour that looks like its plastered with smoothed cake frost. I loudly sigh again. I’ll try next time when I will have the first salary?

Out of the blue, a sudden gust of wind blew from behind, making my stilled long black hair to move toward my face and making my body jolt little forward. Its like nature wants me to go in the cafe. Don’t you dare to take a step back now! My evil conscious screamed at me in my head. You have come this far, now go in! After all, I did travel one hour to get here, I wasted my precious Saturday afternoon to come here and now I’m here, standing in front of the grand entrance of heaven.

With that thought, I took step toward the entrance. As I entered, all sweet sugary chocolaty smell hit my nose, it feels like I was being lifted into the air by aroma as I started following the smell in the cafe. I looked around, all I see is cakes; pastries; macrons; chocolates...ahh feel like I’m in actual heaven. They had a big pyramid of colourful macaroons in one corner. Big different types of cakes in showpiece on the counter. One wall was glued with fake chocolate balls — different size and shape, creating an illusion of rain of chocolates from dark brown clouds. My mouth started to get watery, as I looked around sun touched the yellow-white coloured place with excitement.

I quickly took sit near to a window and started going through a menu that was placed on a table. It had cakes’ photos with a name in a menu and all photos were giving me watery mouth. I took a deep breath to calm my eagerness. You see, I’m a hard-core lover when it comes to cakes and ice-creams. My mom and dad always scolded me for my behaviour because they think I acted like 5 years old kid when I see cake or ice cream even though I am 20.

I guess I will go with cheap one. My eyes started to scan prices…80 dollars one is CHEAPEST. Are you kidding me?! I have never spent more than 50 dollars on a cake. Ever. I’m a poor person, but I guess now, I do what I gotta do for the love of cakes. I guess one time won’t hurt, even though I am broke right now.

“Hello miss, ready for order?” waiter’s voice brought me back from my inner turmoil.

"umm... yeah. Chocolate espresso cake, smaller one.”

“anything for a drink?”

“No, thanks.”

“Okay. It will take few minutes.” He said with a smile and then disappeared into other room.

“I can’t wait anymore!!” I said silently, finally, I will get to eat cake from the famous cafe.

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That was defiantly worth it! I’m happy that I took a wise decision. Good job, girl! My conscious said proudly.

I was going to give my self-pat on the back but then I stopped, I realize that people are still around so I controlled. But man, that cake was literally heaven. It was perfect cake, everything was perfectly balanced for my taste.

I started to walk toward to cashier to pay for cake and to collect my leftover cake. I’m glad that they gave enough cake for 80 dollars so now I can eat at home too for 2-3 days. I stood in line behind two men who wore a long black coat that was reached to their knees. To pass time, I took out my phone and started go through apps.

“Do you think Jimin will like this one?” I heard one of a man asking another while showing him photos of cakes.

My finger stopped typing on a phone when I heard the name, Jimin. That name brings back old memories. He was my childhood best friend. Him with his other two brothers, Jungkook and Taehyung. They weren’t biological brothers; they were adopted but they were really close. They became my neighbor when I was...I guess four or five years old so we basically grew up together. They were 2 years older than me and Jungkook was 1 year older than me. We four were best friends for a long time but then things changed when they moved to another country when I was 11 or 12, and after some years I moved to another city so I lost all contact with them. I still wonder about them sometime, about what they are doing right now, how they look like now…so many things.

“Here, this one is final.” One of a man said it with a deep voice and he stretched his hand to his side coat pocket to take out something from it. As he was taking his phone out of the coat, he dropped card. Seemed liked he didn’t realize it, so I crouched to take that card. Ohh it’s black card.

“Ahem” I fake cleared my throat. I stretched my hand toward that guy’s shoulder and tapped lightly to get his attention. He sharply turned back to face me. Damn! I was blown away by his big bright brown eyes and sharp jawlines. His dark brown eyes were sparkling like dew in sun. His black shiny parted hair was covering his forehead, only leaving his middle forehead showing. He looked tall and muscular, his black colored coat perfectly contrasting His pale skin making him look like he was glowing; he looked like an angel. I have never seen a man like him in my whole life, but something about him seems oddly familiar. Wait a sec... his eyes. They look familiar...

“Yes?” I was interrupted in my thinking process by his curious voice.

“Y-You dropped this.” I showed him his black card. Those eyes do look familiar!

"Jungkook, should we try this cake first?” other guy asked him, still looking at cake photo.

“Thanks” he snatched card from my hand and turned around. pokerfaced?

Wait! Did he just call him Jungkook?!

Jungkook, my childhood best friend, had big brown eyes that were always shining like the star in the night. He had coconut hairstyle, making him look like a cute innocent baby, but boy, the things he did were totally opposite of the way he looked. He was mischievous, troublemaker and crazy boy. He used to do crazy pranks on others, that always led us four to get crazy punishments by our parents and teachers. A smile made its way on my face when I remembered Jungkook’s silly drunken dance, to make us - me, Jimin and Tae - laugh whenever we get upset or angry at him because of the trouble he caused, and in the end, we always ended up laughing hysterically at his craziness. Good old days.

“Miss” cashier called out.

“Oh yeah, sorry.” I was so busy in thinking about Jungkook and old times that I didn’t even notice when those two guys from front went away.

I paid and took plastic beg from the cashier that had my delicious yummy cake.

I turned around to see if those two guys were here or not, I saw them sitting near to the white painted wall. The guy named Jungkook was talking with another guy while looking in his phone. My eyes fell on another guy who had Caramel brown hair, sunshine -- is the only word I can think of when I saw him. He had a big toothy smile on his face, that can make anyone forget their own pain for while. His eyes were reflecting his inner excitement as he was looking around in café. He looked muscular in his white shirt and black opened coat. His main attractive feature was definitely his smile, he looked like a ray of sunshine, I already like this guy, he seems happy and seeing him happily smiling was making me happy. He is definitely an angel.

I took sit at an empty table that was few feet away from them, to take a glimpse of Jungkook, to see if he is the same Jungkook or not. I kept staring at him like a stalker to see his face clearly, I know it’s bad to stalk but my intention was pure so all good I guess.

He looked up from his phone to talk with another guy, and then he smiled. His smiled was like seeing stars in daytime, it was quick but pleasant and satisfying. His facial structure is little similar to my friend Jungkookie. Should I just ask him if he knows me or not? But what if I make myself embarrassed if he is not the same guy, so many thoughts were running in my mind, but earlier They did talk about Jimin, so maybe this is the same guy from childhood. What if he is not? ...Then I’ll just say sorry and go home, simple.

I took a deep breath, gathered all my courage and walked up to their table. My heart is pounding like crazy because of nervousness. Usually, I avoid people. I’m an introvert type of person so when it comes to meet new people or many people, it gives me anxiety so I stay away from a situation like this but THIS is to find my childhood best friends so I had to take a step forward by ignoring my thumping heart and sweaty palms.

Why am I this nervous? Well, maybe because they look like models, and because I have never met any guy as handsome as them.

“Hi,” I said softly to him when I reached to their table.

“finally! You come.” Jungkook said without looking at me, He was still concentrated on his phone. I just stand there with confusion written all over my face. Did he recognize me earlier?

“huh”

“Jungkook, look up. She is not a waitress.” Other guy told him while giving me apologetic smile.

What!

Jungkook looked up at me and said “Ohh” and then looked back down and started tapping on his phone.

That’s it. Just “oh”

“H-Hi Jungkookie. Remember me? I’m Eva.” I tried to look excited but nervousness was killing me. Still, I held my beaming smile, hoping that he will remember me and things will turn out right.

He looked up at me, creasing his eyebrows together and then his eyes sparkled like he realized or remembered something as his eyebrows went up in surprise, but then instantly his straight-faced returned.

“Sorry. I don’t know any Eva.” He said it casually. My smile instantly dropped.

“Your childhood friend...” I said it more like a question. Now I feel like I made myself fool for some reason. I thought for a second that he recognized me but I guess I was wrong.

“I don’t remember any Eva.” He said it with deep masculine voice. His straight face was making me disappointed in him. I feel like this guy who is sitting in front of me IS my friend Jungkookie but he doesn’t recognize me. He doesn’t remember me, me?

“Sorry, I guess I have mistaken you for someone else from my past.” I looked at him and another guy — he was looking at me with curiosity filled in his eyes, I gave them apologetic smile before turning back and started to take step toward the exit.

As I was about to take another step forward, I felt warmness covering my left wrist when someone’s big hand grabbed my smaller one.

I stopped and looked back at hand that was holding my wrist. My eyes travelled to the owner of hand and it was Jungkook. His eyes were holding playful gaze and lips turned into a smirk. I looked at him with confusion hovering over my face and mind.

“Did you really thought that I forgot you, Minnie?” he had big teeth showing smile on his face.

What?