Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

The Plan (Part 3)

I wish I could say that I had regained my senses enough to wake up and walk back to my tent. Instead, I did the exact opposite and sobbed in the snow until I passed out.

That's why I have no idea how I woke up in my tent, tucked into my sleeping bag the way I always was. Only one person had ever slept beside me, and he was the last person who would take me home.

But he also shouldn't be. I screwed up. I really, really screwed up, and I don't know how to fix it. I don't know if I can.

While it's not all her fault, I can't comprehend why Beth did that. I hadn't done anything to her (that I could remember), and even if I did that was worse than anything I was even capable of.

Staying still, I stared at the tent wall as I debated never leaving. After last night how was I expected to be around him without apologizing a thousand different ways a thousand times over? How was I iust supposed to go to the gardens like this has all been some nightmare that I would wake up from any second now?

Taking a breath, I wiped a tear that I somehow was still able to I cry before going back and forth with the options in my head. On one hand, I didn't know how to face him after he discovered the truth. On the other, I couldn't just pretend that he didn't exist. I honestly didn't want to. I was the one who destroyed us. Not him.

Which means that I have to be the one to fix this no matter the cost. Because he was worth more than whatever it could be. More than any material item, my pride, my ego, or even whatever might have mattered to me in the past.

I had to fix this.

I just don't know where to start.

♡ Time Skip♡

The hours had passed by. While I had assumed finding some way to talk to Aris would be no problem, it only became evident how wrong I was towards the end of the day. Then again, that's also my fault. It's like the second my eyes land on him I forgot how to speak, and I can't fix us if I don't even know how to say hi.

So I stared at him from a distance, praying that he would look up for just a moment and meet my eyes the way he used to. Yet somehow he was always able to dodge my gaze.

He hates me. He actually hates me.

I know that this shouldn't really surprise me, but I'm still sure that someone was kneeing me in the gut. I need him to just look at me. Just for a moment. I need to talk to him. I need to figure out what to say.

I need him.

I need Aris.

But as I stared at him for just a moment, I always turned my head before I could truly take him in the way I wanted. I know it was cowardice, but the thought of speaking to him after what I did, the thought of him telling me that he didn't want to see me, shattered my heart into pieces that don't fit together.

So I don't know what was wrong with me, but as I saw him walk away from the eating area my feet had a mind of their own as they followed him. Acting like nobody else existed, I didn't speak as I tried to think of what I should say. Still, every word in my mind was jumbled as I kept going after him through the forest.

I don't know where he was going, but he seemed determined to be away from the world. Just as I thought he would decide he was far enough he would pick his head up and go forward. That meant I had to do the same.

Walking past frozen bushes and fallen tree branches, he wrapped his scarf around him and pulled his jacket tighter. I wanted to beg him to just turn around, but my throat seemed to have swelled up. So we kept going and going and going until he was as isolated as you could get.