Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

You Weren't There

Aris’s P.O.V

I don't think that I can do this anymore. I don't think that I can sit by and watch her pretend I don't exist.

I was mad at her. I was pissed off and angry and most of all, hurt. I was really, really hurt.

She promised she’d be by my side no matter what. She promised that she didn't care what me working for WICKED meant. She promised that she would always be there for me even when nobody else was.

She wasn't. She was the exact opposite.

She didn't say anything. She didn't do anything. She just listened to the insults they spewed after the betrayal with Thomas.

The entire time she stood there, listening to it as she stared at the ground. I kept telling myself that she was going to step in.

She didn't. She stood there with her head down, playing with the sleeves of her jacket.

When they were done berating me we all got ready to go. She didn't speak to me then either. She ignored me. She acted like I meant less than the sand beneath her feet. Even on the Berg, she refused to let there be any sign that she loves or even knows me.

I needed her that day. I needed her more than ever, and she didn't even think about me. She didn't care. She still doesn't.

She's just standing there, talking with her friends as I sit by the shore, picking at the grass as the sound of her laugh punches me in the gut.

I waited. I waited and waited and waited for her to turn around. For her to tell me it's okay. For her to tell me she loves me.

She didn't. As I watched her for literal hours until the fire started to burn out, she wouldn't talk to me. Every time she glanced at me she quickly looked away, as if I disgust her.

“You okay?”Rachel asked, taking a seat beside me.

“Yeah. I’m fine,”I lied, staring at the ground as tears slowly poured down my cheeks and into the dirt. Watching it soak into the ground as more came, I felt completely numb.

“You want to talk about it?”She offered.

“I just need to be alone.”

“Okay. Come find me if you change your mind, okay?”

“Yeah. Will do,”I mumbled, standing up and stepping over the log. Not having a destination in mind, I was practically stumbling over nothing as the tears kept coming. It was like the more I tried to stop them the more that followed.

I tried. I tried to keep walking, but when I was just a little ways away from everyone on the shore I couldn't even see. My chest ached, and my head hurt, and my heart cracked, and I just want it to be over. Over over. I want everything to be like none of it ever happened. I want everyone to be here. I want to be okay.

Laying on the sand, I closed my eyes as I wished for everything to just disappear. I just wanted to shut everything out. I just wanted to live a normal and happy, the way everyone else is. Why can't I do that? What's wrong with me?

Am I going to spend the rest of my life stuck in a pattern of guilt?

“Hi,”that familiar voice greeted. Glancing up, I saw Y/N standing there, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked down at me.

“Why are you here?”I asked quickly, drying my eyes with the back of my hand as I sat up.

“I,”She whispered, staring at the ground before taking a breath. “I don't know.”