16. [Completed]

#20 The Pain

[Jasslyn]

Aden takes his belongings and walk back to his home.

"Let me help you with your guitar." I went to his side and reached out a hand.

He stared at me for a while, probably hesitating should he trust me.

I stared at him, wondering why is he looking at me like that.

"There. Be careful." He turned away and handed his guitar to me.

"I know I know..."

We didn't say a word until we reached his room.

He put down his bag and take his guitar from me.

I sat at his bed, crossing my legs and watch him.

He walks towards me, standing in front of me.

"Wanna meet Jacky?"

That's weird. What's the purpose of asking me this out of a sudden?

"Why?"

"You want to know the end of the story right?" He stroked my hair.

So that's the reason.

I nodded and a smile beamed.

Aden stared at me, again.

What's wrong with this stupid head today?

He turned away and walk to the door.

"He's waiting at the Starbucks, hurry."

I shot up and ran to him.

I don't know why, but I'm having an urge to see Jacky.

"Don't let him be waiting for so long!" I grabbed his hand, rush towards his car.

"H-Hey, let go of me." When we reached his car, he said with a deep voice.

"Oh, sorry! I'm just too excited." Then I let go of his hand, chuckled and got into his car

He smirked and started the car.

I hugged my pillow tight, yawned.

"You tired?" He asked.

"Yeah, a little. But I'm fine." I grinned.

He didn't say anything for a moment.

"Are you having bad dreams yesterday night? Anything about your memories?" He asked carefully.

"What made you ask that?" I lowered my head.

"You looked...weird this morning."

"I did?"

"Yeah...I saw your eyes are a little teary when I woke up."

"Well, you're right...I did had a bad dream last night."

"You can tell me you know?" He asked me to go on.

* * *

The sun was burning the land like hell, making me sweat even I'm sitting under the fan.

Waiting for lunch time is like ages going by. I turned and glanced at Aden, he dozed off like he thinks that the teacher won't see him. I didn't wake him up, waiting for the teacher to see him and throw a chalk on his head.

This extremely hot afternoon makes everyone looks so sleepy, but the teacher is still talking like everyone is really paying attention.

Five more minutes...