India
Aiden I know we had sex but that doesn't mean-- no no
I stood in the mirror and prepared myself to tell Aiden that just because we had sex does not mean I'm feeling him . Well atleast I think i'm not into him.
Aiden we can't--
I then heard the door open and close .I heard his keys click together as he tossed them on a table. After a deep breath, and calming myself, I paced out the bathroom and stood directly infront of him as he stared at the almond colored carpet.
"Aiden, I just wanna say last night was a big mista--"
I stopped talking and perceived him shedding tears . When he dropped on the floor , I felt the need to know what his problem was.
"A what's wrong?Aiden?" I got on my knees and sat in between his legs . I tried to remove his hands from his face but he wouldn't allow me.
"What's wrong? Tell me, please."
"My aunt died." He said in a low tone.
"Look at me." I removed his hands and wiped his tears "It's okay . I'll help you get through this . I promise."
He shook his head "It's not okay. It's not okay to me."
I looked into his eyes and wiped his tears once more. I hated seeing him cry . He made me teary eyes as well.
"I'm sorry for your lost baby . I'll be here for you." I kissed his forehead .
He leaned back on the couch and just stared at the ceiling.
"You know how to roll a blunt?" He asked without looking at me.
"I haven't smoked since I was sixteen but I still know how to do it."
"Here . Roll me one" He gave me a dime bag of weed and a pack of rellos.
"Okay" I smiled.
.. .. ..
I watched as he hit the blunt real hard and blew out the smoke . I admired his tattoos, but not that much . I'm 100% sure that I can do better, but I don't know how to do tattoos.
"Do you feel better?" I tilted my head .
"No....but what were you saying earlier?" He asks as he coughed .
"Um-- that-- that. Nothing. I just want you to feel better."
He nodded his head and hit the blunt again, then a knock came on the door.
"That's probably room service." I grunted as I stood off the floor .
I walked towards the door and unlocked.
"Look through the peep wh--"
Before Aiden could finish his sentence I opened the door and Ali stood in front of me.
"You thought I wouldn't find you . That's cute." He chuckled .
"Ali please go." I whined .
He came in and his eyes widened when he saw Aiden.
"Wow, are you cheating on me with this kid?" He scoffed .
Aiden just sat there and stared ahead not caring what was happening.
"Go get your stuff . You're coming home . We have a wedding to plan."
"I'm not goin anywhere wi--"
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