Chapter ten.

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Aliyah Rain.
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Opening my eyes, someone is knocking on my door. I groan in my bed, wanting to still sleep.

The knocking stops, 2 minutes later it's there again. I get up, and walk to my door completely forgetting I didn't have pants on.

Swinging my door open, Blane stands there. I look at him in shock, he scans my outfit and I look down to see what he's looking at.

I yell, and shut the door really quick. Running towards my closet, I grab a pair of shorts.

Walking back to the door, I open the door. " Sorry, didn't mean for that to happen. " He slightly chuckles, " It's fine. Can we talk? "

Oh lord, please no. " Yeah sure..come on in or do you want to go downstairs or outside? "

" Here is fine. " He shrugs. I nod and let him in, opening the door further. We walk over to my bed, I sit at the edge of it.

He grabs my desk chair, and pulls it over in front of me. " Are you okay? " I play with the elastic band on my wrist. " Yeah I'm fine, sorry about last night. I was freaked out and overwhelmed. "

He puts his hand over my hand playing with the elastic band. " Don't worry about it, I don't want you to have to be overwhelmed around me. Especially when I'm the cause of it. "

I shake my head, " It wasn't really you..it's just with what I was thinking, I haven't thought or done in many years. "

" Aliyah, I don't want you to feel like that ever again. Even if it means I can't dance or anything with you. It clearly hurt and freaked you out. " He shakes his head.

" No, no I don't want you to do that. It's just for so many years I didn't think that would happen, but it did again. " We keep eye contact.

" What happened? If you don't want to tell me, I won't pressure you to. " He asks. " Last night when I was teaching you to salsa dance, we fell and some type of feeling rose up in me that I haven't felt in awhile. " I sigh.

" Like what? " He questions. This feels like a therapy session, but it's fine.

" When we first met, I told you that I don't want nor need a man in my life. But truth is, I was with a guy 4 years ago and haven't been with anyone since. "

" I was with him for 4 years, and just like last night it was a ball. We were dancing, and your empire shot up the ball. We were at the steps, he moved in-front of me and took the shot. "

I take an deep breathe, " He was supposed to propose to me that night, and wasn't able to. Ever since, I haven't been able to feel anything for a guy or remotely like or love towards anyone besides my parents. "

He looks at me sympathetically, " Oh Aliyah..I'm so sorry. I had no clue they had done that, I wasn't even aware the shooting happened. "

I nod and slightly smile. " It's fine, ive finally gotten able to live with the fact of it. I know he wouldn't want me in my bed forever and alone. "

" Nobody should ever have to go through that, I really am sorry. " He sighs.

" It's been so long since I've had a relationship with really anybody, or I've felt one with somebody. When we were dancing, it just felt different then what it was before I saw you like a week ago. " I start to fiddle with the elastic.

" Listen, I want you to know this..what your were feeling last night I felt the exact same thing. Even when you were at my house a week ago, playing with my siblings and to mention they all love you. "

I absolutely love his siblings with everything in me, they're like my mini best friends especially Brynn. Honestly, I think she likes me more than she does Blane.

" Every time I walk in the door, they always ask where you are and when are you coming to stay or visit. " He watches me fiddling.

Gently grabbing both of my hands, " It's okay to say nothing right now. You can say something in a day, a week, a month or two, whenever you want. I promise you though, it's okay to feel things. "

" I know it's hard to feel them after you've been hurt, sometimes it takes a whole lifetime to get over that feeling. But never be scared to do something, that's hurt you before. You just gotta get up, and try again. "
Him talking like this, reminds me of Laken. I know it shouldn't, but it does and it's encouraging.

Sometimes in life you need a little encouragement, and right now Blane Orson is giving me it.
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