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Aaron x Reader PT-2

SORRY GUESS I DIDNT NOTICE I DIDNT POST PT 2

Air fills my lungs as i gasp, sitting up quickly. The world starts to fade in and out as it spins around me.

The door creaks open and I cant tell where it came from.

"I-I'm gonna need you to lie down" Someone mumbles in front of me.

For some reason, i couldnt recognize their voice.. "Nicky..?"

He sighs and places a wet wash cloth on my head, which makes the world go back to normal. I blink a few times and look into the eyes of Aaron.

"Oh.." I whisper.

"Yeah" he mumbles, smiling softly, "You didnt really get that far this time.. Did you?"

"Well.." I glance at my leg, "I did break my leg"

He glances into my eyes, "Well, I really don't know if that's true. I aint no doctor"

I smile, "True"

He sits on my bed, "What really happened?"

"Oh you know, I got a shovel, dug up the grave, then getting caught. I fell into the grave, and broke my leg. I hurt my ankle by stopping mid-slide on the ladder."

He nods slowly, and I realize i technically brought Mya into the conversation. "I'm-"

"So did You get what's inside the coffin?"

I nod, "Yeah, a key"

"It goes to her dollhouse." He says.

I nod, about to reply, but he gets up.

Aaron literally tucks me in the bed like my dad used to do, and tells me to go to sleep.

My eyes twitch as i watch him leave the room, why'd he do that?

He must really care about me to fecking do that. Im thirteen, there was no need.

He must've did something when i was knocked out..

I groan to the sound of knocking on the door, rapid knocking. At first i thought it was Aaron, but it ended up stopping I realized its food. Mr. Peterson likes being a dick and wakes me up at 4 in the morning for my every other day dinner.

It can wait. I think as i roll over into something. What the f- I dont even bother to open my eyes, that takes energy, but i know who it is.

Aaron. Hes fecking right next to me and i swear hes having a nightmare. Hes twitching like shit. Without thinking, i snake my arm around him and put my hand into his hoodie pocket. Im sorry, my hands are cold.

Right away, he calms down and his breathing becomes even again. I didnt go deep in thought, and ended up dozing off.