Enthral Azure

Chapter 13

I stare at Aarons sleeping body beside me on my bed, and frown at him. Suddenly, I regret what happened yesterday. My legs are aching and it's like every muscle and bone is being crushed and eaten away by ants. I quietly make way off the bed, trying hard not to wake him. Successfully, I get off and change into regular clothes. It's early Saturday morning and the sun is bright and vivid. It's like what happened last night was all a weird and crazy dream. I wanted so bad to have 'it' with Aaron and I vaguely remember something he said to me just before we dozed off. But I can't seem to remember...

Shaking my head, I walk down stairs to the kitchen. Mom is in the living room sipping a cup of coffee, and my dad is out front mowing the lawn. I make Aaron and myself a cup of coffee and a bunch of toast and manage to hold them in place without dropping them whilst i quietly run up the stairs to my room. I open my bedroom door and find that Aaron is up in bed, rubbing his eyes. I give a slight smile, "Breakfast," I say, and give him a plate of buttered toast and a cup of coffee. He looks into my eyes while he takes the mug of coffee and toast.

We lock eyes for a minute and things get a bit awkward. He clears his throat; "About last night..." he trails off, still looking at me. What is he going to say? What I've been thinking all along, that we regretted it? But did i? It's just this thought keeps nagging at me, something about what he said... But I just can't put my finger on it. He's holding his intense stare, "Isa - Lucy," He starts and his face falls. Isa? Isa...

"Isabelle," I whisper. Suddenly my heart climbs into my throat. 'I love you, Isabelle.' Aaron is wide eyed, and the expression on his face is priceless. His blue bright eyes twinkle with a hint of sorrow, longing... He's quiet, so I talk. "Who's Isabelle, Aaron?" I croak. I hate myself for feeling so weak. He closes his eyes and opens them, his eyes glassy. At this point I fume, his silence is tearing me apart. I stand up, angry as ever. "Who is she?" I demand my face hot with anger. He looks so hurt. Why should he feel that way? At this point I can't take it anymore. I stand up and point to door, 'Get out." I whisper with a harsh, deadly tone. He reaches a hand out to me, but I slap it away.

"Please, Lucy... I can explain." He says when he gets up. He looks so sad, and I want him to explain but no. I know exactly what's going on.

"No, stop. Yesterday should have never happened! I regret everything, and this Isabelle girl... I hope you two have a happy life. Now get out, and leave me the hell alone. Jerk," I spat at the last part. Honestly, I can't stand guys like him. It's like in those books where the guy was just using the girl. Always.

He frowns and turns away from me, going to the door. When he opens the door he turns to face me, "What do I tell your parents?" is all he says.

I glare at him, "Tell them you're an arrogant piece of shit."

He speaks in a quiet voice, "If only you understood." Then he walks out, leaving me immobilized. Understood? Who does he think he is?

When he's gone, I go to my bookshelf and throw a hardcopy book at the door. I'm so tired, just tired. My 'first' guy I ever liked, and this is what I get... I need Lisa. I need to call her and demand her to come over A.S.A.P. She's experienced with guys, and I need to tell her everything.

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Unedited and short, I know.