Healing The Broken

Chapter 7.

Too short, already warning.

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Chapter 7

 *Aaron’s P.O.V*

 The sunlight blocked my vision for a few moments in gist of becoming awake, until I finally realized, it was a new day. Slowly flashes of yesterday filled my mind,

 "Then we will find you back, I will find you back.”

 “Wear something sexy for our first date.”

 Holy shit! This is worse than I expected, I supposed her to be one of my bangs and boom, she is out of this picture, but after she handed me that diary, shitty diary, I officially included myself in her sorry life. What was wrong with me?

She obviously wasn’t one of the most beautiful or hot girls I have met, then why did I have to ask for that stupid diary which I didn’t even bother to read.

 I, Aaron Summers, am in deep trouble.

I quickly did my chores, you know, showering, stuff and headed towards the living room. I saw Rhea sitting by the sofa fantasizing in her own never land, as soon as she saw me her lips twitched into a deep grin, which in fact terrified me. I hope that she forgets what happened yesterday. I sincerely hope that.

"Good morning Rhea.”

 “Good morning, Aaron.”

 “Seems like you are in a good mood?”

I nervously shifted from one foot to another, waiting for any response.

“Yes, someday made my night yesterday.”

I gulped, one, twice, thrice.

Trust me, I wouldn’t have cared if she was another girl, but this girl, she gives me the vibes of Jamie Sullivan, she will immediately make you feel guilty without doing anything. Now if you are wondering why I regret this so much, then let me tell you what happened yesterday.

 I succeeded in making her telling about her horrid past or shit, and other than explaining she gave me a heck diary. I went inside my room and flicked to important pages and read some of that, saw the pictures, stuff and multitasking with a bottle of Scotch in my hands.

 Then I heard somebody singing a Rihanna song in the house at 10:30pm , I got up and followed the voice reaching onto Rhea’s door, then I remember an intense make out session and us in the roof and me speaking shit.

Pretty much that.

 “Should I make you breakfast?” She peered.

 “Uhh.”

 “Something is wrong? I can help if you want? You know? Well I think you got a deep cu-” She asked getting up and putting her hands on my shoulders.

 I quickly brushed away her hands and spoke nervously.

 “Umm, Rhea I appreciate your efforts to make me feel comfortable, but whatever happened last night, it was a mistake, and whatever I said was bull shit. So just forget that crap and move on okay? I am not interested in you, and you are obviously not my type, just another girl, horny for sex and ends up getting a baby. Well you know if I were your parent, I would have done much worse, just some pathetic slut.” I yelled.

She was astonished, to say the least. She quickly took two steps back and parted her lips.

"And I thought you were different, and I thought you would not judge, you are just like the others, just some pathetic jerk.” She shouted back the last part.

 “Great you realized before I got a STD from you.” I spat.

 “Oh do not worry, you dick will be too small to fit.”

That is it; she just hit on my manliness. I fisted my hands and was ready to aim a punch on her, but halfway through reaching her face, she held my hand and got me into a headlock. She coolly bent over my ears, and whispered,

 “Seems like my strategy proved right, just some pathetic impatient egoistic arrogant jerk. Well I am glad we are separated before we even met, a guy who can hurt a girl should join a rehab.” She spat loosening her grip on me.

We both glared at each other and she rolled her eyes before I could, heading inside her room.

She was a bitch. A bitch you would never look forward to.

After half an hour, the bitch finally exited her room.

I was STUNNED.

 Black shorts which reached a little above her mid-thigh, a black belly button revealing tank top , black boots and hair pulled out of her stupid ponytail.

“Stop drooling, dickhead.” She rolled her eyes and turned around to bend and grab a bottle of water from the fridge. My eyes automatically went over to her sexy rear.

 "Just wondering.” I snapped.

 She snorted.

 “About how such a beautiful body was wasted on a heartless bitch like you.” I smirked.

 “I never asked you to elaborate, but if you are that desperate then go check the other side of the town. I think you will get the only thing you want, free and casual sex.”

“I never asked for your unhelpful advice. Now just get out from the house before your horny self overpowers you and you spit you overly nasty drool over me.”

I smirked even wider.

 “Good to see that your imagination is so creative but your nasty dreams will always remain imaginations.” She smirked back.

 “Oh, just control your bladder until.”

 “And you get a bra for your falling boobs, dickhead.”

With that she stormed out of the house, banging the door harder than ever.

 Bitch, bitch, bitch.

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Hola people, since my friend forced me to update this story, and it had been quite a while, I decided to give you guys a short crispy chapter.

Just the beginning bobos, just wait for the story to start.

(I don't know what I will do with it though.) :P