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If it's not you, it's not anyone.

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|Chapter fifty five|

AARON'S POV—

There haven't been a single day where I didn't think of her. I tried to not, but she's been on my mind and I can't help it. She has captured my mind. And no matter how hard I try to get her out of my head, she has made a proper perfect comfortable place there. It's like she's destined to be here.

Skyler Lyle Grayson..my Muffin.

One or the other thing keeps on reminding me of her in many different ways. Hell, every thing reminds me of her.

I never wanted to end things between us. I mean there's no logical reason for me to end things with her considering the fact that she's literally the best thing ever happened to me. But just the fact of how I am, how things always end up with me, I can't be with her. No matter how badly I want to be with her.

My eyes diverted from the ceiling to the outside where I glanced out of the window and stared at the trees. Those leaves on the tree reminded me of her presence. Those leaves and my situation have a lot in common. How we would clung on to each other like the leaf does to its branch, although it knows it's destiny that it's about to fall sooner or later. The same thing applies here.

"You've literally been in the same position since morning Aaron. It's evening now. Get the fuck up and probably out of my house too." Ashton's voice came as he entered the room giving me one glance and then walked away.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before sitting up on the bed. I supported myself with my arms and yawned thinking of how less I've slept in the past few days.

"We need to talk." I glanced at the door to see Ashton walking in as he sat on the couch ahead of me.

I groaned, "get the fuck out Ashton. I don't want to talk."

"I'm not asking you to talk to me," he snapped rolling his eyes, "just hear me out."

"Ash—"

"Sit your ass down Aaron." I rolled my eyes at the irony of the situation. "Why are you doing this?"

I looked at him and waited for him to complete but he didn't say anything else. "What?"

"Why the fuck are you doing this? Why do you keep torturing yourself and everybody else around you too?"

"I literally have no idea what you're talking about—"

"You know very well what I'm talking about you asshole." He said angrily.

"What's wrong with you Ashton?"

"Exactly I want to ask you Aaron. What's wrong with you? Why do keep doing this? Why do you want to let go of the best thing ever happened to you? When you are so happy and I mean literal damn happy for real then why do you want to push her away? And don't give me excuse that I'm bad for her and whatsoever. You're not. You're suffering here at my house and all you do is stay locked up in this room. That's it. You have barely eaten anything since past few days. You've barely even slept. Why are you torturing yourself Aaron when you know how to make everything right? You just have to talk. And start fresh. And hell it's not like I'm giving you any option here because you are going to talk to her and sort things out. Now get up."

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