Why me?

Chapter 12

HEY U GUYS!! sorry to say, i've had writers block... but thanks to my friend LONDON i have managed to write this chapter

:D therefore, THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO LONDON W. :))))

(Picture is of Aaron... [: )

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~Heather's P.O.V. ~

It used to be every night, but it stopped when i was 15...

Every night i would have a nightmare the very same one each time.

i would be downstairs on a stormy night, on the floor sprawled out facing the ceiling; Just like my mother was when she was killed. i would be lying in the exact same position. I would be paralized, hoplessly staring at the ceiling. It wouldn't be until lightning strikes outside that i can move again. Head throbbing i sit up. The room spins as i am suddenly running to my room, running away from something but unsure of what exactly. I lock myself in the safety of my small room. i turn around and soon am pinned to the door looking straight into the evil eyes of Devon, my mother's killer. Then, like magic i would paralize again. He'd let me drop to the floor with a loud 'thud'. I would be crying silently as i can't make a single sound. Devon leans in close to me and whispers incoherent words. He then grabs my hand and traces my palm gently just like Aaron is doing now. Ever so gently in the exact patterns that Aaron was reapeating over and over and over... just tauting me; REMINDING ME...

Then, with another bright bold of lightning, Devon would dissapear and i would be mobile again. Next, without warning, my hand (the one HE had touched) would start to bleed. I would get cuts on my hand like someone was cutting me but nobody would be doing it. These cuts were deep, painful, and small. They form ALL OVER MY HAND untill there was nowhere else to be formed. In my bathroom sink, I would wash away the blood. As i washed away the thick, gooy, red liquid, the cuts that touched the water also healed and dissapeared. But, as soon as the water left my hand the cuts would reform... deeper. Naturally, i kept it under water... except, the pain eventually started to form on my stomach. I would scream bloody murder as i lifter up my shirt (So i could wash my abdomen), the cuts on my hand returning as i did so. As soon as my shirt was off i would return my hand under water. But, you see the cuts on my stomach were longer, smoother, and a whole lot deeper. they formed the words:

You're next

I look up into the bathroom mirror only to see my reflection is not my reflection, but Devon smirking and evil grin at me. "LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!" i would yell at him, tears soaking my face. I look down at my stomach, now without cuts. i sigh in relief, just as the cut reappear even DEEPER. How have i not bled to death yet!?!? But this time it makes the word,

Never

i would cup water in my shaking hands. then, everything slows down and in slow motion. i thrown the water at my stomach and just before it heals my wounds i awake. i'm in a cold sweat and i can barely breathe. But i'm alive... im awake. All these dreams all these memories. the image of being soaked in blood and tears, not being able to save myself, ALL of it flooding back all because Aaron touched my hand. 'It's ok..' i tell myself, 'it's ok, you can forget. you can forget again...' i feel i distand tug from reality... Huh. There it is again...

"Hmm?" i asked distracted.

"Your sling?" I looked up from my long stare at my hand, to see Aaron starring at me curiously.

"I don't need it anymore..." i said averting my eyes from his questioning gaze. In my mind I gathered all of the cursed thoughts, shoving them in a cage with a giant lock, an threw away the key. LIKE FREAKING RAINBOW UNICORN ISLAND!!! I NEVER WANT TO REMEBER.... never.

"Well obvioulsy Heather, but when did you get rid of it??" he questioned.

Weekend... Heather said. "Why do you care so much, huh?" i asked biting my lip like Mase showed me.

"Maybe i just care about you, Heather..." he replied smirking mischieviouly.

I blushed. yes. blushed. im going to have to practice Diana...

"Do i see blush?" Aaron raised a teasing eyebrow. Oh, no. he caught me. "It is?" he repeated. i blushed even brighter. i was at a loss for words as he leaned closer. Butterflies erupting and nerves tingling. "Because i thought you didn't blush anymo-"

"MR. LAKE!!!" the teacher boomed "If you are done with your conversation, then i would like to continue with the lesson." Hehe... busted. Even though he was caught... i knew that he had won the round.

'Diana doesn't blush... Heather does.' I thought. WOW. i sound Loony... maybe i am... Who's judging??

~Aaron's P.O.V. ~

MUAHAHAHA!!!!!! That's: Aaron 1, Heather 0

*6th period*

~Mason's P.O.V. ~

I walked into my class only to be whisked away by fragile arms.. oh no... THE CP are back!! (The Crazy People) i looked and the yhands, up the arms to the face of the girl. "Excuse ma'am but i sit over there... Oh, hey Venessa..." I'm glad it was her and not one of those Woah-manly (womanly) freaks...

"Hey babe." she said as she got on her toe tips and pecked my cheeck. WHAT THE FUDGE!?

"Venessa, what the heck!?" i hissed secretively. I thought Venessa was different!!! i thought she wasn't obsessed and all... "I have to make the relationship look real..." she murmurmed in my ear when she hugged me. OOHHH!!! Wow... i feel slow... So... i hugged her back. then, she led me over to a seat next to her. We got puzzled looks at first, but soon the chicks were sending daggers at Venessa for stealing their chew toy and the guys were sending me looks of jelousy and congradulations. I feel so....

Bad?

Yeah... i feel bad. I feel dirty, sick, guilty, and heartbroken, because i knew i had to tell my best friend about my girlfriend... wait i feel heartbroken... heartbroken? I meant 'mean'... i think...

~Aaron's P.O.V. ~

'WHAT THE HELL?!?!' was all that was on my mind when i saw Veni and Mason were together.

Don't get me wrong, im MORE than glad Veni moved on. It's just that... i didn't think she'd go for a guy like Mason! And besides i was pretty dure he had a thing for innocent little Heather. HOLD ON! she's NOT innocent. Ok, never mind... but still the way he looked, acted, and was so protective around Heth just sent out the message. it was WAY MORE than brotherly love he had for her. I guess i was wrong? Hmmmmmm.....Wonder if my Heather knows... My? She's not mine... yet...

~Heather's P.O.V. ~

I'm sitting in 6th period with one thought on my mind. Mason. Gosh... What i had felt last night was way more than JUST a crush. Yes, I know I said forgive and forget about that almost kiss, but i can't. It's just barely now that i realized, when he was leaning in, i wanted nothing more but to kiss him, to be wrapped in his arms forever. Why did i say stop? I don't know... but i regret it forever. Now i feel like a Jerk. I know he must like me if he tried to kiss me. And now I have this thing with Aaron and all he can do is stand by and watch me get closer and closer to him... and he has to HELP me!?! I'm a sick person. I'm Torturing the man i love... Love? Ok, i know i dont 'love' him... i hope...