CHAPTER FOURTEEN: THE OTHER PERSPECTIVE
Adria’s POV
“What’s wrong?” I ask, stopping a couple of feet away from him. I was scared that if I would be standing closer to him he could be able to hear my heart beating faster than usual.
This isn’t normal; I’m going to have a heart attack.
He was looking at me so coldly that I almost felt chilly even though it was a hot fall night outside.
The Aaron that was currently standing in front of me was nowhere near the Aaron I had met at the night train. Reality hits me when I realise that I will probably never see that Aaron again. What I couldn’t understand is why he kept acting like he didn’t care about anything or anyone because from what I’ve seen earlier, it certainly wasn’t true.
“What almost happened at the night train earlier”, he starts, not cracking the cold look from his face, “can’t almost happen again”.
Disappoint is the first emotions that stirs inside of me when the words leave his mouth. Then I begin to get frustrated with myself because I shouldn’t be disappointed with his statement, I should be relieved.
What is going on with me? A week ago I couldn’t even look at him, and now I was disappointed by the fact that he wasn’t going to try to kiss me again.
Adria you’re so confusing.
Oh, you don’t have to tell me that little inside voice, I know.
“And you can’t tell anyone”, he adds with what looks like an almost non-visible smirk on the corner of his lips. What game was he playing?
When my brain finally registers Aaron’s words, anger rises up in me and I fight the urge to punch him in the face right away.
I cock an eyebrow at him and put a hand on my hip.
“Oh right, because I wouldn’t want to ruin your reputation now would I cowboy?” I shoot back at him coldly.
The smirk on his face stretches and he looks at me amused.
He was actually enjoying fucking with my head. That asshole is going to get what he deserves one day.
“For the record, I wasn’t the one that leaned in, you were. So instead of trying to convince me that you didn’t want to kiss me, try to convince yourself”, I snap back before turning on my heels to start towards the back of the house.
If he thought he could play me, he had another thing coming. I’ve been played before and trust me, the things I’ve done to Brady weren’t actually nice. I like to think that it was because of me that he moved. So Aaron better brace himself if he wants to continue on this path with me because I’m not really all rainbows and butterflies when it comes to manipulation.
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Aaron’s POV
As I watch Adria’s perfect little ass sway away before me as she’s walking towards the back of her house, I wish I could feel some sort of satisfaction inside of me. I feel more in control and on top of things when I convince myself that I don’t feel anything at all towards a certain situation.
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