Lost soul (fanfic, chapter 3

Depressing songs cause depressing mood...
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As young teenagers we were hungry for the independence. We wanted everything now and forever! we were full of energy, full of plans. Not that we are now old and desperate, we are not that old and not that desperate we are just more calmer but about these calm days I will tell you later. Now I will open the darker doors, doors to the times when I don't want to come back.
The journey by bus doesn't take you that long even if you hate buses exactly like me. I spent the whole journey watching from the window, Charlotte was quiet too, I guess you just didn't need any words, We decided to go to Deptford, the hole where Charlotte's friend .. Jimmy has a flat. I have never met this guy but I was sure that someone who lives in Deptford won't be rich or awesome, the east London is very dirty, shitty place and it doesn't help you that this place is located in east south. i was wondering if my parents are reading my note right now. My little good bye for them, my little revolution and then I started to think differently about London, not as a hole but as an escape for two lost souls. Mostly people would kill just to live here, I have visited London million times before and never learned to love it there. Now it's gonna be my home. 2 hours later we were here. The London was welcoming us with his typical weather, rainy and cold. The only thing what we wanted was go and find this stupid Jimmy. We payed the taxi, I had no idea how we were going to live, I took some money, Charlotte took some money but I have never ever worked and she was pregnant we were such a cool couple I was absolutely happy about the Charlotte's surprising sixth sense. When we told the driver where we are going he looked at us with the disgusting look. But his job is his job. I was hiding a little smile for him. Actually the silence between me and Charlotte started to be very uncomfortable. When we finally got home i was little bit shocked about the small dirty smelly flat but tried not to be whiney. The Jimmy guy wasn't the person who would you introduce to your parents as your best friend. Pierced guy with short hair and tattoos but still there was something girly in him, his baby face, small soft lips. He represented the typical south Londoner who you don't want to meet. Still there is something romantic about this place I kind of like it and Jimmy? How can you not like someone that different than others. I think I will love it here.
Charlotte didn't seem to be very pleased that she had to stay here but didn't say anything which made things worse. I was getting bored and the depression was going to catch me so I decided it's a time to get to know our Jimmy better. Charlotte was exhausted she went to take a bath so we were alone......

"So I hope you don't mind we are here" I started didn't want to push him into the conversation
"No it's ok, Charlotte is my sister so I think I should help my sister and with you here it will be easier" he said, slightly annoyed.
I didn't want to ask him to make him more annoyed but I was just curious and his arrogance made me even more curious ...
"you are siblings? .."
"Like I said, my family just doesn't want to have something in common with me"
"Oh I can see"
and we shared short bittersweet laugh

This is just gonna be good, too good...............
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thanks for reading and sorry for messing up with times :)