A Poisoned Mind

Chapter sixty three

Walking out on to the top of the stairs, I just happened to see (Your name) walk away from the bottom of the stairs... Crap. I suppose she heard everything that I had said to Oritsé! I walked down the stairs and saw (Your name) in the kitchen, pouring out another glass of wine for herself. I walked over to the kitchen door and stood there, so that I was there when she turned around...

(Your name)’s POV:

Sighing, you turned around and saw Aston at the kitchen door, but you huffed before placing your glass of wine down, as he started to walk closer to you “I’m guessing you heard,” he said quietly “oh, I heard alright,” you hissed, as he sighed “look...” “So I’m messed up in the head am I?” You asked spitefully, as he had raised an eyebrow and looked to the right of him, before looking back at you “am I?” You asked again “yes,” he said as you sighed, before looking out to garden of the house “and so am I... We weren’t meant to do that! We weren’t meant to share that kiss... That kiss meant nothing!” He exclaimed as you took offense, “yeah, I gathered you would have said that, didn’t mean you could go and actually say it,” you hissed as you glared at him, as he stared at you, but then you noticed the group gathering at the kitchen door, with sad looks on their faces, although as you had looked at them for too long, it made Aston turn around and look at them, before he sighed and walked over to the kitchen door, before shutting and locking it, then he turned to you and stared at you with a look of daggers, “what do you mean ‘you know’ I would go and say that?” He asked curiously, as he soon approached you again “because I mean nothing to you... Do I?” You asked as he stared at you “what makes you come up with a stupid statement like that?” He asked, “For the fact that the kiss meant nothing...” “Yeah, it does... It means nothing, because we are not TOGETHER,” he snapped at you “WE DON’T HAVE TO BE TOGETHER TO MAKE THAT KISS MEANABLE,” you screamed back at him “I always thought I meant something to you...” You hissed as you approached him, who was standing just by the breakfast bar “I always thought that maybe we could be together, for a long time... I thought that maybe you’d keep me and not allow anything to hurt me...” You said, as tears blocked your eye sight “I thought... I meant something to you,” You finished a tear rolling softly down your cheek, as he looked deep in to your eyes “you did,” he said, as you looked hurt, through your facial expressions “I did? What?” “Yeah... You DID,” he screamed the last word “so now I mean nothing?” You asked quietly, as he huffed “yeah... You don’t... You don’t mean ANYTHING to me, if you did... I would have come running back to you by now, I would have finished with Diana and come back to you by now, but as I have been with Diana for more than two months now... It just assumes that...” “SHUT UP... SHUT UP... SHUT UP I DON’T WANNA HEAR ANYMORE,” you screamed, with a harsh and fast river of tears running down your cheeks as he smirked “you don’t mean anything to me... You don’t even mean a penny to me...” He said quietly, but with no emotion in his voice, as he stepped closer to you make you back up, but soon enough he had backed you up against the edge of the worktop, his face getting closer to yours “you don’t mean anything to the group... You will NEVER mean anything to ANYONE; you will never get me back... Diana has all of me, and her only; I might engage her soon actually to let you know, but you... You’re not invited to the wedding, let me just tell you that now so you don’t get your hopes up in later life,” he said harshly, your heart crumbling away as he spoke to you, but he seemed so proud of what he was saying to you “what you gonna say to that?” He asked, smirking away “go burn in hell,” you said bluntly making his face full of anger, but you pushed him out of the way and ran out... And run away back to your house... Now you had the perfect mind of telling the WHOLE nation what happened that day at the hotel, but would something stop you from doing that?

The tears never stopped that night. Everything that Aston said to you in the kitchen hurt you deeply and it seemed like a scar for life! While you were lying in bed, you cried so hard that your throat started to hurt and that your eyes stung with the pain of being dried out. While you were lying there, someone walked you, but you never turned over. Then you felt the side of the bed dip, and a hand lay on to your leg “honey,” a male voice that wasn’t familiar to you, said softly and lovingly... Although, as you turned your head there sitting on the side of your bed, tears in his eyes at the sight of you sat Matt, the guy from the club that you thought you’d never see again “Matt?” You asked, softly “oh honey, what happened to you?” He asked softly, as he stroked your hair softly, although you looked at him before diving in to his body for a deep and strong hug “what’s wrong honey?” He asked you softly “I need comfort, I need help... I’ve been hurt so badly by someone,” “who?” He asked softly “Aston,” “Aston Merrygold?” He asked “yeah,” you said quietly, but as you looked up, he was crying softly “what you crying for?” You asked him softly, as you sat up and wiped his tears away “I don’t wanna see you like this... I wanna know that you’re okay,” he said softly, but quietly. “Would you stay with me tonight?” You asked quietly as he smiled “sure baby, I’ll stay with you... Let me just make you a hot cup of chocolate,” he smiled before kissing your cheek softly, before walking out... Maybe you did mean something to someone; maybe the ‘one for you’ is Matt... But only time can tell!