Everything We Had #1
In the warmest season of the year, Tayla Freeman travels back to her hometown in Lockley, where she unintendedly runs into her ex, Aaron Cho, and they reminisce on their past relationship, four years ago.
Will they rekindle thei...
Chapter 6 - Don't Talk So Much [Song - Screams and Dreams by Faye]
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I CLICKED the follow back button before morning came, only for some peace of mind. I truly couldn't understand what was wrong with me, because though I said I didn't want to be with him again, all I could think about was him. I even lay in my bed, at midnight, strategizing and seeing if the pros outweighed the cons.
Pro 1) My children would be beautiful.
Con 1) Their parents would argue a lot.
This situation seemed to be on my mind nowadays. It was a bit concerning; it left me feeling the same way I felt when I had a crush on him—years ago. My heart or perhaps my mind, yearned for some interaction with him. Maybe it gave me hope or maybe it made my life more exciting.
I remained still in my bed for a while before sleeping, staring at the ceiling above. Then, a sudden thought occurred to me: Maybe I should text Aaron.
What could be the worst thing that could happen when I texted him? I knew for sure he wouldn't block me as he was not that type. And he surely wouldn't tell me not to text him again. More than likely, he would tease or make a joke about whatever I texted. And it was not like I would text him something like, "Hey, let's just get back together". That, my friend, would be quite unfair.
So I typed this instead,
"How did you find my account?"
And I sat tight, patiently waiting for a response. After a good thirty minutes, one came in.
"Through that girl that you used to talk with more than with me."
Iread it and waited a few seconds before responding.
"Chaitra?"
He responded less than a second later.
"I think so. But I did it because I don't even have your number anymore..."
"Yeah. Maybe it should remain that way."
"Wow, harsh much."
"Not harsh, I just don't want to open a gate that I've closed."
"You're starting to sound like an English major now..."
Ilaughed under my breath, put my phone down and deemed it too late. There was no hope for me anymore.
I was still in love with Aaron Cho.
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I woke with my phone laying loosely in my grip and a sun blinding me through my windows. Today was Saturday and Saturdays should be fun. But when I was at the home I grew up in, Saturdays were rarely fun. At home, I strived to have zero interaction with my brother because he was unbearable, and recently, it seemed like I had one of those blocks that writers had.
