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029 | Juliet

This chapter is mostly mature content, so read with caution ⛔️

Aiden has been an absolute sweetheart.

He's brought me cookies, smothers me in kisses, and overall takes care of me. He's also been working on himself.

He usually goes out on a walk in the afternoon and in the morning, he goes for a morning run. He's been doing all kinds of things to keep his mind off of stuff.

I'm really proud of him.

It is getting closer to Christmas.

Only two more weeks to go.

As the days pass by, the colder they get. The leaves on the trees have fallen off or are an orange color. My hands no longer warm, instead their cold. My lips have become slightly chapped, and my fingers feel stiff.

Winter isn't my favorite season. I prefer spring. Where the flowers bloom, and its not hot. Springtime just makes me feel like princess that walks down the flower fields.

It's the time of the year where I will wear all my dresses. It's the perfect time to get ice cream too. the weather isn't too hot to the point where it will melt your ice cream, and it isn't to cold to the point where you just cant eat it.

I wish it would snow here. I sigh looking away from my window and focus back on my book. I look at the words, but I don't seem to focus on any of them.

I drop the book on my desk as I look at the pictures stuck to the wall. I've been printing out pictures since the beginning of the year. I have a variety of them.

From Layla, Willow and Archie to all of us. My eyes travel down the pictures until I get to my favorite section.

Aiden.

In some pictures he's smiling brightly, showing his straight white teeth. In others he's either looking away or looking at me. Somehow in every picture though, he seems to be touching me.

I've been falling in love with him for a while now. I'm scared. What if he doesn't feel the same way about me. I've read plenty of books where love just isn't enough. What if when I finally fall in love with him, it wont be enough?

I want us to grow old and have kids together. Buy a home for both of us. Always have cookies and green tea in the fridge and pantry. Read books together and listen to Taylor Swift. I don't think that's much to ask for, is it?

My emotions are always jumbled up in one place when I'm around him. There isn't anything I would change about this.

Dad says I need to stop fangirling over him. I know secretly dad likes him too. There's days where he just asks me about Aiden.

They have become best friends over the course of us being together. Dad has also complained about the amount of clothes Aiden has left here.

At this rate I might as well give him half of my closet. I get up from my desk stretching my back. I look at my phone with longing but decide not to use it.

I trudge into the bathroom staring at myself in the mirror. My hair high up in the messiest bun I have ever seen. Half of my hair isn't even in the bun.

My mascara running down my cheeks, my eyes red. My bottom lip has bite marks. My mind goes back to this morning. I had woken up in the brightest of moods until I saw a text from my mom.

Once again, I had thought she would at least care about me, but no. She only wanted money. When I declined, she later decided that maybe if she used harsh words it would work.