I Hate Him, He Loves Me.. Ch.12

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I didn't open my eyes I just kept on feigning sleep.

He can't love me!!

Not only did he break my heart, which he never apologized for, but I am going to die soon.

I mean everyone dies, no one should be afraid of it.

I might even die in a car crash, you never know.

I heard the door open then close.

I opened my eyes and looked around the room.

He wasn't here.

Where did he go??

I started panicking.

Wait, why am I panicking?

I am suppose to HATE him..

Right?

God, I feel so confused!!!

How can I still be angry at him, it was three years ago and he was drunk.

I don't even know why he even got drunk.

My mind tells me to be sensible.

He's cheated on you once, probably going to do it again..

Oh what do you know??

I know everything.

Really?

Yeah, really.

Then what is my favorite color?

Pink.

WROOONNGGG! Its periwinkle.

Whatever.

Wow.. I was just talking to myself again..

I need therapy..

Just then I heard the door open.

I quickly laid back down pretending to sleep.

I heard a soft chuckle "I know your awake Mel." Aaron said.

I slightly opened my eyes, smirking a little bit.

"Why did you leave?" I asked quietly.

"I had to call my mom, she was getting pretty freaked that I didnt call her in over an hour." He said rolling his eyes laughing.

"No, I mean why did you Leave? Two years- I mean now three years ago?" I said dead serious.

He immediately stopped laughing.

"I have never told anybody why." He said.

"But I will tell you, my parents thought I needed 'help' so they sent me to a boarding school that had the proper help."

"Why did you need help?" I asked

He had a pained look in his eyes.

"Or why did you get drunk??"

I turned away for a second, then he looked at me again staring into my eyes.

"I had to leave because when I was 6 I was molested by a 40 year old man. I had a lot of anger I had to sort out. So when I was 14 my parents sent me to where people could help me. They did help me, a lot. As to why I got drunk.. Well, I didn't want to go because I didn't want to leave you and I was denying that I needed help. So my friend offered me a drink and I took it. Then you walked into me sucking faces with some girl I don't even remember. That's my story." A single tear rolled down his face.

My mouth was wide open.

I felt the tears stinging my eyes.

One by one they started silently rolled down my cheek.

I reached my hand out, the one without the IV cables, and wiped away his tear.

I left my hand on the side of his face and he closed his eyes.

I lifted my head and kissed his cheek.

I laid my head back onto my pillow.

He grabbed my hand that was on his other cheek and just held it tightly.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, just looking into each other's eyes, feeling each other's pain.

I didn't want this moment to end.

But I was starting to fall asleep.

"I love you Aaron" I said without even thinking about what I said.

And fell asleep.

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This chapter made me depressed.. I feel like I want to cry...

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