Open To Love

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢-𝚃𝚠𝚘

✰Aria✰

I love my life right now. It's so fun and eventful.

I went from squatting in Zach's bedroom, to squatting in Zach's guest bedroom-but this time it's sort of against my will. I very well could've used the cash I got to rent out a small motel room but no, Zach would rather die than let that happen.

So I've been in here for the past week, with no call from Eric, or my family, or Bianca, solely because I haven't called her back since the incident. She must definitely be back from that her work trip, I wonder if she thinks I'm dead.

But I'm too lazy to call anyone. For heavens sake I accidentally made someone fall in love with me, I don't even know how it happened. He probably just sees me as a little challenge: take the married man's wife, there's no way he's 'in love' with me.

But he wouldn't do that to me right? Zach is respectful and sweet and he's always cared about me. But what if that was also just a lie? Eric was always nice in the beginning, he made it seem like he always cared about me.

That was before he married me. And now funny enough, Zach is saying that he wants us to get married. It's almost as if the same thing is happening all over again.

Fuucckk. . .

Everything seems to be piling on top of me for fun. I don't even know what to think anymore. Why me? Out of all eight billion people in the world, it just so happens to be me. I wish I could escape this situation. Would banging my head against the wall repeatedly, cause amnesia?

It's worth a shot.

My body jolts when I hear a knock on the bedroom door. "Aria, I have your food," Zach calls out. This is how it's been: he leaves food and a bottle of water outside of the door for me to snatch before he sees my face and I see his.

Then when I'm done I place it back outside for him to collect. I'm like a mouse in a hole right now and it's honestly better than nothing. It's better than the awkwardness, the long stares, and stressful conversations.

This ordeal with Zach has derailed me from focusing on my divorce with Eric. It's now getting unnecessarily prolonged for no reason.

I open the door, expecting the food to be on the floor, but instead I see two feet covered with black socks. Fuck my life. Just when I was getting used to the routine.

I trail my eyes up his body before I make eye contact with his gorgeous blue eyes. There seems to be no food in sight, so this was just a ploy to get me to crawl out of my hole.

"You have to come out at some point."

"But I don't want to, I like it over here, because in here I know that nobody wants to marry me out of the blue for no valid reason." Of course I'm being petty, because everything that's happened so far has made me view Zach in a different light.

He takes a deep sigh and closes his eyes, out of what I'm guessing is agitation with just a sprinkle of sadness. "I know you hate me but can you at least come out for some fresh air."

"Hate is pretty strong in my opinion, plus I can just open the windows and then I'll have fresh air." I stand my ground.

Having enough of my pettiness, he grunts. "Come outside Aria, right now," He says sternly, leaving no room for arguments and though I almost cave in, I still manage to stand my ground. "Or what are you going to do about it?"