At 17 years old Sage Aurora never thought she would be stuck trying to rebuild her life and mending her heart.
Throughout her younger years she thought nothing could stop her. She was popular, free-spirited, and felt on top of the world. At least t...
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"Eddie! Open up!" Uncle Wayne pounded on the door with his fist. He waited to hear movement behind the door before he would pound on it again. After a couple of seconds the door cracked open.
"What's up?" Eddie asked, hand gripping the wall as his face peeked through the crack.
"What did you do to make that girl slam my door?" His uncle interrogated, slightly concerned at what his nephew may have done. If he was anything like his blood, his uncle could only imagine. But good thing Eddie wasn't like them at all.
His nephew raised an eyebrow before he looked around the hallway, as if there should be a girl standing before them. "What girl?"
His uncle glared at his nephews faux-ignorance. "Now don't be a smart ass. The only girl who comes around here and puts up with you", he jeered. "The girl who wanted to run outta here and probably cry over something you did".
Eddies spine straightened at his uncles words and his eyebrows raised in surprise. "She was crying?" He didn't mean for you to cry. Not like he cared though. Definitely not.
His uncle proceeded to tell him no, which allowed Eddie to relax a little, before being asked again what the hell he did to you.
"Nothing! Let her cry. I don't care". Eddie waved his hand in the air. "She deserves it", he grumbled and walked back to his bed.
"You wanna try that again?" His uncle stared at him in dismay. "I didn't raise you to be an ass to women", he scolded.
Eddie picked up his guitar, not trying to focus on his uncle's angered eyes. "I seriously didn't do anything to her", he defended. His voice was a mumble as he rubbed his forehead. "She's the one who doesn't wanna see me".
"Well". His uncle cleared his throat, slowly realizing where this conversation was going, and questioning if he should have just left it alone. "You- um, you tell her how you feel?"
A groaned left Eddie's mouth and he stared at his uncle in disgust. Feelings were not something he cared to tell anyone, and by the tone of his uncle's voice, he didn't quite like doing this either.
"You expect her to just read your mind?" Wayne's gruff voice chuckled in amusement. "I don't know what you kids are into nowadays but I don't think mind reading's one of them. And I may be old but I notice things".
Eddie's eyes peered up at him, not wanting him to continue but also curious to know what the hell he was talking about. "Oh, you do huh?" His voice sarcastic.
"Mhm". His uncle nodded and crossed his feet. Eddie's eyes darted down, not wanting him to get too comfortable. "You've been obsessed with her for years", uncle Wayne continued.
Eddie tried to deny his uncles accusations by laughing, calling him crazy, and running his hand through his hair but Wayne just leaned against the doorway with a cocked eyebrow.
