Broken (Completed and editing)

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  "I learned the things you do not say, tend to scream the loudest within"

Veronica's POV:-

Locking the door behind me i took off my heels. They were killing me, it certainly did feel good to walk on the cold floor. Kinda numbed the pain. 

Going straight into the kitchen i grabbed a tub of cookies and cream ice-cream from the fridge and dug in. Ice cream when its winter and you are in a cozy place are the best combination. I guess i am weird like that. 

I was sitting on the floor in the kitchen. I don't know why i didn't use a stool by the counter. But suddenly i heard a weird noise. It got louder and kind of nearer and it was weird muffled sounds i thought someone broke in and i hid behind the counter.

 From a nearby drawer i took out a big wooden spoon, making as much less sound as i could. And as the sound got nearer and nearer i don't know why but i was not as scared as i should've been, i was actually thinking how i would attack the prowler. I guess it was because of the alcohol i had today. 

All of a sudden when i felt those weird sounds were extremely near i jumped up and pushed the spoon forward in my defense and shut my eyes, well i am a wuss after all.

 A minute passed Then two. And i finally opened my eyes when i didn't get any reaction from the thief. And well i would not quiet call it a thief or them.

 There was Aaron and this other woman standing right in front of me and with the looks of it, they kind of seemed to be getting it on, and how i had the urge to rip her off of him.  This woman was Red headed, tall, long legs. Not to forget her dress that was half opened from the front plus Both of them staring at me. 

Aaron with a glare and the red head with a confused look and then with a look that said "okay hear that sound. Its me not laughing"

"Aaron who is she"? Was her first question as she broke off from the mangled form they both were in, she literally had her legs wrapped around Aaron's. Not to mention how awkward and weird this situation was for me.

 Suddenly i felt that all my drunkenness was long gone. Aaron seemed at loss of words and i understood he didn't tell her he was married. 

"She is.......she......ummmm". Now i could have been a bitch about this for the 3 months of misery he put me through. But no i would play along because after what he has done to me i don't want to be with him anyway. But still i did feel a pang of jealousy, after all Aaron is my husband and they both were in a heated make out session just right before me. 

 But he is poison for me, its better he keeps occupied and away from me. 

"I am his maid". Okay dumb thing to do but really was i that drunk to say that, i could have said i was a cousin or something. That'd be a better choice. 

"Aaron who is she because she does not look like a maid. One this girl is wearing an expensive dress not to forget slutty" well i wanted to snort and say "look who's talking"

"secondly why is she here so late" she stepped forward and put a hand on her hip and narrowed her eyes on me. 

"I bet she stole that dress from your house. Other wise who gives a cheap maid that high pay. She cant even buy a string of that dress. Now tell me who you really are, you little snitch" What a bitch!

 My eyes zoomed in on Aaron and the nerve he had to glare at me when i was saving his one night fuck and dump thing or whatever.

 "Allison, she.......she.... is my maid and her.....her roommate kicked her out so i let her crash here, she is a college student. Why don't you go up i'll be there in a minute" he put his hand on her shoulder and on their own accord my eyes zoomed in on it.