can still picture you and Lucas together. His lips were where only mine are supposed to be. Please don’t let him touch you, in any way. I can’t bear the thought of you like that with him again. We can get through this baby, please just fight with me,” he says with anguish.
He comes over to me, kissing m e gently on the cheek. My skin instantly warms as his lips brush against me, the flesh tingling.
“Goodbye, Aiden,” I whisper, needing him to leave before I break down.
“Emma…,” he whispers.
“Just go,” I say, my voice slightly breaking.
He hesitantly turns away from me, walking down the alley of the bar, his shoulders slumped in utter defeat. I don’t know what hurts more? Him leaving or the entirely broken expression on his face, the expression I put there.
I shiver, his disappearing figure round ing the corner of the building. Emotions rise up within me, all overwhelming and unbearable.
I sag back against the bricks, sliding my body down the coarse wall. Tears start to descend, pouring down the cheek where his lips just were. I try to wipe them away to no avail, as I gently move my other hand down to my flat stomach.
Could there be a tiny life growing inside me already? A part of me wishes there was. Anything to keep a piece of Aiden with me…forever.
My eyes widen, a revelation brewing within me.
I finally believe him. I truly believe that he loves me. Maybe even as much as I love him. How could what I feel only be one sided? What I feel is an all-consuming love. It’s brutal and knocks you right on your ass, literally. When I look into his eyes, I see myself looking back. I realize now how we fell for each other so fast. We are both broken, with nothing left to lose. How can you lose what you never had? Neither of us believed that we were capable of love, so we didn’t guard our hearts closely enough. We snuck through each other’s walls, I think.
I start crying loudly, sobs wracking my body. I wish Aiden was here to hold me and whisper to me that everything will be okay. I cry for the things I know but also for the unknown. What if he spends enough time away from me and decides he doesn’t need me? What if he finds out that he doesn’t really love me? I know I’m being emotional and irrational but I can’t turn off my wandering thoughts. They are full of what-if scenarios and never-ending doubts.
The back door to the bar opens and I try to get myself together. I sniffle and look up to see that somebody has graced me with his unexpected and embarrassing appearance. I notice two piercing blue eyes that sear me with concern.
“What the hell, Em? What the fuck did he do to you?” Lucas says kneeling down towards me, wiping away tears.
I try to steady my breathing, thinking of a way to explain the situation to Lucas. I cringe , knowing how bad this is going to sound.
“No , Lucas. I’m fine, really. Well, not really but not in the way you’re thinking. Aiden and I just had a long talk about stuff. Everything that I thought was going on was way off…well, kind of,” I say, my voice quivering from crying.
“Well, you don’t look okay. You’re clothes are crumpled and your lip is swollen and bleeding. If he didn’t hurt you, what…” Lucas stops, finally understanding what happened.
I touch my bottom lip and flinch. I pull my hand away and notice a drop of blood on my fingertip. I knew my lip was sensitive but I just figured Aiden tugged on it too hard. Damn, he must have really been angry at me for kissing Lucas.
Lucas looks at me , his eyes narrowing. Nothing like when Aiden gets mad but mad for a guy like Lucas.
“Tell me one thing, Em. Did he force you?” Lucas asks torn.
I’m guessing he’s torn because he really doesn’t want me to have be en raped but at the same time, doesn’t want it to be consensual either. Between a rock and a hard place. Poor Lucas.
“No,” I whisper, feeling guilty as hell.
He sighs, rubbing his jaw in frustration. I’m so sorry
He comes over to me, kissing m e gently on the cheek. My skin instantly warms as his lips brush against me, the flesh tingling.
“Goodbye, Aiden,” I whisper, needing him to leave before I break down.
“Emma…,” he whispers.
“Just go,” I say, my voice slightly breaking.
He hesitantly turns away from me, walking down the alley of the bar, his shoulders slumped in utter defeat. I don’t know what hurts more? Him leaving or the entirely broken expression on his face, the expression I put there.
I shiver, his disappearing figure round ing the corner of the building. Emotions rise up within me, all overwhelming and unbearable.
I sag back against the bricks, sliding my body down the coarse wall. Tears start to descend, pouring down the cheek where his lips just were. I try to wipe them away to no avail, as I gently move my other hand down to my flat stomach.
Could there be a tiny life growing inside me already? A part of me wishes there was. Anything to keep a piece of Aiden with me…forever.
My eyes widen, a revelation brewing within me.
I finally believe him. I truly believe that he loves me. Maybe even as much as I love him. How could what I feel only be one sided? What I feel is an all-consuming love. It’s brutal and knocks you right on your ass, literally. When I look into his eyes, I see myself looking back. I realize now how we fell for each other so fast. We are both broken, with nothing left to lose. How can you lose what you never had? Neither of us believed that we were capable of love, so we didn’t guard our hearts closely enough. We snuck through each other’s walls, I think.
I start crying loudly, sobs wracking my body. I wish Aiden was here to hold me and whisper to me that everything will be okay. I cry for the things I know but also for the unknown. What if he spends enough time away from me and decides he doesn’t need me? What if he finds out that he doesn’t really love me? I know I’m being emotional and irrational but I can’t turn off my wandering thoughts. They are full of what-if scenarios and never-ending doubts.
The back door to the bar opens and I try to get myself together. I sniffle and look up to see that somebody has graced me with his unexpected and embarrassing appearance. I notice two piercing blue eyes that sear me with concern.
“What the hell, Em? What the fuck did he do to you?” Lucas says kneeling down towards me, wiping away tears.
I try to steady my breathing, thinking of a way to explain the situation to Lucas. I cringe , knowing how bad this is going to sound.
“No , Lucas. I’m fine, really. Well, not really but not in the way you’re thinking. Aiden and I just had a long talk about stuff. Everything that I thought was going on was way off…well, kind of,” I say, my voice quivering from crying.
“Well, you don’t look okay. You’re clothes are crumpled and your lip is swollen and bleeding. If he didn’t hurt you, what…” Lucas stops, finally understanding what happened.
I touch my bottom lip and flinch. I pull my hand away and notice a drop of blood on my fingertip. I knew my lip was sensitive but I just figured Aiden tugged on it too hard. Damn, he must have really been angry at me for kissing Lucas.
Lucas looks at me , his eyes narrowing. Nothing like when Aiden gets mad but mad for a guy like Lucas.
“Tell me one thing, Em. Did he force you?” Lucas asks torn.
I’m guessing he’s torn because he really doesn’t want me to have be en raped but at the same time, doesn’t want it to be consensual either. Between a rock and a hard place. Poor Lucas.
“No,” I whisper, feeling guilty as hell.
He sighs, rubbing his jaw in frustration. I’m so sorry
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