Aurelia

10 - I'm a dead girl

Aurelia

My head hurts and my body is aching.
Memories from last night start flooding my head. My eyes start prickling with tears as I furiously cry. I am so fucking weak. I cover myself with the duvet and my cries turn in whimpers.

"Aurelia" Aaron's voice sounds smoothing and warm.
"I don't reply"
"Strawberry, remove the duvets, please" there's a hint of fear in his tone. I hesitantly slowly remove the duvet and sit up straight. Aaron is sitting directly opposite me.

He passes me a glass of water. I take it from him and drink it slowly. I'm literally dreading what he'll do next. I'm a dead girl he he asks me why I was crying yesterday. I start fidgeting with my fingers and all of a sudden Aaron's warm hand presses against mine and stops me from fidgeting. He looks straight into my eyes and my tummy feels all funny.

"Aurelia what happened yesterday." His voice sounds stern and serious.
Yes I'm officially dead
"Yesterday, when yesterday" I try to act as lost as possible what he doesn't take any of it.
"Aurelia don't try that with me."
"Mmm" i don't give him a proper reply which makes him impatient.
"Aurelia stop testing my patience."
A sob rises in my throat. He holds my hand and move slightly closer. "Aurelia let it out, please allow yourself to trust me." I look down at our hand which are interviewed and back at him.
"Aurelia are you okay."
"No can we change the topic before I cry, thanks"
He hesitates and but then nods his head.
He stands up and tells me to change in gym clothes and come downstairs. I ask him why but he tells me to just do it. I change into a white sport bra and some white shorts and head downstairs and see Aaron is there. He has a water bottle with him and a book. He looks towards me and tells me to catch the book and follow him. I catch the book and run towards him. We head towards the elevator and downstairs. We then head to the left, opposite the garage and in this large room where there is all sort of physical machine. The room walls are matte black and there is white writing on the wall saying when life gives you pain. Go to the gym.
The doors are made of glass. Aaron head inside and I follow him behind. The window are tinted however there is light coming through. I follow Aaron to the middle of the room where there is a boxing bag. I look at Aaron with a questionable look. He takes his t-shirt off and I can see his abs. He has many tattoos of his body and I wonder how much it would have hurt him to get those. There is one which is absolutely gorgeous, it a butterfly, it is on his left side. "If you're done staring, let start" his voices makes me look up at him and he has a cheeky smirk on his face.
He hands me a pair of boxing gloves and wears a pair of Boxing focus pads himself. I just stare at the boxing gloves and then at him.
"Aurelia come on." I put on the gloves and Aaron moves the focus pads in front of me.
"Hit it as hard as you can."
I throw a punch at the focus pad and nearly fall over. He comes behind me and holds my hip and whispers in my ear, make sure your feet are spread about shoulder-width or a few inches wider. your knees should always be bent. This gives your more power, more balance, and more mobility and your hips should always be relaxed and heavy which gives should give you even more balance and more power. Now try throwing a punch again. I breathe in his irresistible smell. He goes back in front of me and I position myself how he told me to and throw a punch. This time I was able to punch will much more power and I had much better balance. I look at Aaron and he nods him head in satisfaction. He then tell me to throws punches until I'm not able to. I hesitate but position myself like I did before and start throwing punches on the focus pad. After 4 punches I lose my stamina and fall back but my head doesn't hit the ground. I look up to see Aaron on top of me. His weight isn't exactly on me since there's a slight gap between us. His slowly removes him arm and places it against my side. There's something deep in his eyes. I slowly trace my hand over his tensed muscles, feeling the dents of his abs. He suddenly flips me over and I slide my hands down his back, his muscles bunching up slightly. His back is hard and broad, I breathe in his minty smell and it intoxicates me.

I feel his warm, big hand on my waist and I love the feeling in my stomach.

"mi stai rendendo difficile controllarmi, strawberry" [you making it hard for me to control myself, strawberry]
"What"
I desperately want to know what he said but he doesn't answer me. I know it's Italian for sure and although I don't understand, it makes my leg squeeze in the tiniest way from the accent. I imagine myself running my hand over his muscles and his tattoos. I too busy in daydreaming to notice that he has already gotten up and has his hand is reached out for me to take. I take him hand and get up.
He tell me to take a sit on the gym bench and I grab the book he had gotten earlier on and take a seat. My arms are killing me. I lie back and open the book. I look from the top of the book and can see Aaron working out. I want to know how it would feel like to run my hands on his tattoos. I look towards his abs and he's sweating already. He look's so fucking good. He throws punches at the boxing bag and woah I'm surprised on how it's still attached to the wall. I look at how his hair is perfectly picturing his face and how his hazel eyes are standing out in the light. I'm literally checking him out, I look up and suddenly I'm meet with a pair of eyes looking right at me. I cover my whole face with the book from embarrassment and suddenly lose my balance and fall over. My face is heating up and I know for a matter of fact that my face is the colour of a strawberry.
"Aurelia are you okay?" Aaron's takes the book of my face which I wish he didn't and makes me sit up.
He look at me with a concern look but I tell him that I'm fine. We then head to the kitchen for breakfast and the smell of waffles takes over and my stomach rumbles. Aaron chuckles.
"What I'm hungry what's so wrong with that?"
He shakes his head "nothing strawberry, è carino"
[it's cute]
"What" I asks confused.
"Nothing" he smirks.
I frown my brows , "that's so unfair."
I sit on the kitchen stool and there's a plate of waffles and some chocolate sauce of the side. There are also some vanilla muffins. I eat the vanilla muffins and they melt into my mouth.
Aaron's starts with the waffles and adds some chocolate sauce. I take out my phone to see the time and there are 26 calls from Sofia.
Oh shit

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