I gasp as I pop up. I look around. I was in Aidens bed. Was it all a dream? Did none of that happen?
I shake the thought from my head. Usually I remember my dreams vividly but that one felt too real.
I search the room but Aiden was nowhere to be seen.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed. I stand up but the dizziness flowed my head and body till I fell back.
I got up again, this time succeeding.
I tip toe out the room and peeked around the corner to find Aiden.
I'm praying to god it was only a dream. I felt heartbreak in my chest. It felt real in my head.
I peek around and catch Aiden at the kitchen counter. He had his head buried in his hands.
I quiet my breathing.
Shock ran through my body when I realized he was crying. My heart cracked a little more. It wasnt a dream.
I walk out quietly and did the only thing I knew how to do.
I walk up behind him silently and wrapped my arms around him. When he felt me, his crying stopped. It didnt stop like her felt better but more like he was trying to hold it in.
He turned around and wrapped his hands around me.
We sat there quietly for a moment. Just us holding eachother.
"I'm sorry..." he whispers on the verge of crying. "I only called her to help plan a date for you..."
Of course now I felt more terrible than I already did. Though I was relieved he wasnt seeing her on the side, I still felt bad for reacting the way I did. "I was overreacting over something I didnt understand. I should be the one who is sorry..."
I pull back and look at him. His eyes were red as if he had been crying for hours.
My gaze turned to the purplish blue mark on the side of his forehead. My eyebrows push together. I let my hand wander up to it and lightly graze my thumb over it and he hissed.
I look at him. "What did you do?"
His gaze looks down. He knows I know the answer.
If anyone knows it's me. He was good at beating himself up over things that hasnt his fault but I didnt know he physically beats himself up too.
I grab his hands and intertwine my fingers with his.
"You need to stop this now..." I whisper.
"You cut yourself. How is this different?" He says.
He was right. I had no room to tell him what he cant and can do especially when I do the same. I sigh and kiss his forehead where the bruise is.
"This isnt your fault." I whisper. I look down and notice mark's on his knuckles. I pull his hand up and examine it. I kiss his hand. I wasnt angry about it. I was honestly too exhausted to be angry.
"It just feels like it is" his voice breaks down again. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close. He buried his head into my neck and wraps his arms around my waist tightly.
"Its not... its mine... I'm sorry for everything... I didnt mean anything I said to you"
"I'm sorry too..."
This was one of those moment I just take in. Just me and Aiden.
I pull him closer to me and we stay in this hug. This is what I want. No matter how angry we get or what we fight about, we will always end up like this.
Relationships arint about how often you fight or what you fight about. It isnt about never having any issues. It's about always being able to resolve it no matter what just because you simply love the person too much to let them go.
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A Lifetime With You
RomanceEast Myers, a 16 year old girl, has one mission and one mission only. Survive. She is haunted by her past and is struggling to move forward. Watch as she tries to overcome her worst fear...him.
