Sway

Chapter 31

Aaron's p.o.v.

I got home from training and I wasn't sure what to expect once I got home. I wasn't sure if Brooke would be back yet or if her mother was going to be in our apartment.

I opened the door to the apartment. There was no noise, so I figured she wasn't home.

I dropped my bag on the floor in the entry way and went into the kitchen to grab a cup of juice. I chugged the glass of juice then headed for my room.

Today's training was so hard. I just want to pass out right now. I fell onto the bed and then jumped when I saw Brooke sitting down on the bed. I jumped so high I fell off the bed."Shit Brooke."

I got back up on the bed. She didn't respond at all."I'm supposed to be the one that always scares the shit out you." Still no response. She still hadn't moved at all. There's something wrong. I have never seen this look on her face.

"How was seeing your mum?" I asked changing the subject.

"Just the usual." She said finally moving.

"Are you okay?" I finally asked her. I was anticipating her to snap at me and get mad assuring me she's fine.

"Yes." She said still looking away from me.

"There's something wrong. Did I do something? I can't think of anything I've done." I kept racing through my mind. Have I done something wrong? I can't think of anything.

"Um no you haven't." What is going on? I am so confused, but I am way too tired right now to figure it out.

"Okay well I'm going to take a nap I am exhausted. You can join me if you want?" She shook her head.

"I'll pass. I should get down to the office." She said abruptly getting up.

I laid down on the bed again trying to think about if I really did something wrong again. My thinking was cut short as I found myself drifting off to sleep.

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I opened my eyes and looked over at the clock on the bedside table. It is almost dinner time. My eyes got fixed on something else. I studied to picture of Brooke and I. It was taken a couple months ago at Theo's birthday party. I had my arm around her and we were both smiling genuinely happy. I love this picture.

I am so lucky to have her. It took a while but we're together and I know that I don't want to be with anyone else.

All of the memories of before my nap came back to me. Why is Brooke acting so strange? Does her mother do this to her or something?

"Brooke." I called her name as I walked into the living room. She was sitting on the couch watching tv.

I sat down next to her on the couch."How was work?" I asked her.

"It was fine." She said weirdly distant.

"Brooke." I called her name again. I gently put my hand on her arm. She shook me off.

"I DON'T WANT TO GET MARRIED." She blurted out.

"What?" I was completely confused. Where is this coming from?"Brooke where is this coming from? I love you I really do, but we have only been dating officially for several months and I've known you for almost a year."

"No not now. I don't want to get married ever." I felt like a pile of bricks were just dropped right on my heart. I don't know where this was coming from at all. I had no idea how to respond. What do I do?

"Oh." Was all I could manage to say.

"I don't ever want to get married Aaron." She repeated.

"Ever?"

"Yes." I felt like everything was crashing down. Why does she not want to get married?

"Did something happen with your mother?"

"I just had lunch with her, but watching her life did help me with the realization that I never want to get married." I felt like all of the happiness I have been feeling for months is coming to an end.

"What are we doing then?" I asked her. She finally looked up at me and she had a confused look on her face."We already live together and we're dating. Those steps usually lead to engagement and marriage. So you just want to have some fun with me then just be done eventually." I said angrily.

I knew she was going to snap at me. And I really wanted her to. I wanted Brooke to snap back to her normal self. "I don't know." Was all she said. I felt like everything was crashing down on me.

I got up leaving her alone. That girl really knows how to break my heart.