Chapter Forty Eight

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AJ


It was that night when I realized how much I felt for Mia. The first night when she went to the club. Seeing her face. I wanted to save her. Get her the fuck out. She looked at the other guy like he was a fucking monster and looked up at me as if I had done her a favor. I knew Mia didn't know the guy because he was from Germany and thought he could take me in a fight. At the end of the day, he lost his life.

    I didn't want her to see that side of me. I don't think her Jaeden ever got so close to the point he had ever mentioned Lindsay and that would be the only reason I ever respect him. Nothing more and sure as hell nothing less.  I didn't want her to know about Lindsay because I still thought about her. She was my first love the way Jaeden was Mia's. However, I don't want to settle but I'll be damned if I'm not her last. She's all I genuinely think about.

    She was a true angel.

    Sure, she could be petty but I also knew that Mia wasn't as petty as Lindsay. She had a heart of pure gold. Even though she put on the facade of this rebellious, angsty, teenage girl. I get it. More than she would ever understand.

    That night at her birthday was uncalled for but at the same time, I meant every fucking word. I was going to make Jaeden O'Conner pay.

    Nobody hurts my girl and gets away with it.

    I took her up to her bedroom with her bag on my shoulders and tried to gently take off her hoodie. She stirred. "No.." She mumbled. "Not again... please?" She whimpered.

    Again? What the fuck was she talking about?

    I go to lift it off her and she starts crying. She then opens her eyes and looks at me. "Please don't. Please AJ not you too." She said shaking her head.

    "Baby, what's wrong?"

    She tucked her knees up against her chest. "Please don't touch me."

    I back up. "Okay, okay baby I'm backing up."

    I put my hands up. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong? Are you okay?" She just sniffled and nodded. "I'm sorry." She wiped her tears. "I thought you were my aunt's boyfriend. I'm also not used to crying. I know I look so fucking stupid right now." She laughed and would bring her head down to hide her face.

    "No, my love, emotions aren't stupid. Can I sit down next to you? Will you be okay with that?" I asked quietly. "I just didn't want the hoodie string to strangle you in your sleep." I chuckled.

    She laughed. "What if I'm into that?" I blush. "Kidding. I don't know what the fuck I'm into but yeah, you're good. I was just still waking up is all." She moved over on her bed. "So, what happened my love?" I asked her as I gently caressed her back.

    She rested her head on my left shoulder and then looked up at me. "If I tell you, you promise not to say anything?" I looked down at her. "Depends how bad it is. I don't want to lie to you but, if it's something serious I will tell Ace. You don't need to worry about it because we will. Will that be okay?" She looked at me with her lips parted, her beautiful full lips.

    There was a moment of silence before she nodded. "Okay, I'll tell you. I'm ready to talk about it. Everything." Another moment of silence. "Are you sure?"

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