"Say something.
Anything. Just, I don't know.
Don't just sit there in utter silence.
I know something is wrong. I just don't know what.
Tell me so I can figure out how to make you feel better.
Don't make me wolf out and like your hand because i'll do it!
I don't like seeing you like this. I love you."
"Aiden you are not going to lick my loves hand simply because she will hurt you if you try. She just wants to be left alone right now." Dean rolled over from his back onto his stomach to look at Aiden who was sitting on the floor looking childlike. He furrowed his brow and shook his head. "No. I want to know what's wrong with her. You and Mika are in here Dean therefor I am staying." Not only did you look like a child but he also acted like one as well. "Darlin' come on, lets go and give Cande and Dean their privacy. Have you ever thought that what ever is bothering her is very personal? And she doesn't want to share it with anyone other than Dean. Even though I am like her sister and she is keeping something from me?" She looked over her shoulder and winked. "Come on my love." She held out a hand to Aiden and pulled him off of the floor. "I don't care when you tell me. But you are going to tell me, the truth sooner or later. I prefer sooner." Aiden's eyes darted from Dean to myself a couple of times before Mikaela was able to pull him out of the doorway. I honestly don't know how Aiden is able to look absolutely crazy at times. But somehow he is able to, he looked the way he did when he had to take a shit. That fact alone was terrifying.
"I have a pretty good idea of what's wrong. Now correct me if i'm wrong but, It has to do with what happened with Chris does it not?" I nodded my head and fought the best I could to stop the rebellious tear to stop from falling. Needless to say I failed. "Oh my darling love! What you said was only said to protect everyone from what is to come. You didn't mean a single word of it. I know it, you know it, even Chris knows it. I know it hurts but trust me, this is going to blow over. When we get home we're getting married! We're going to have a beautiful ceremony and everyone we love is going to be there. You and I are going to be together forever. Probably have a couple of our own little Ava's when this whole mess is cleared up. Just think of all the wonderful things we are going to have happen to us. If what I just told you doesn't have you sold. Just think of how lovely Aiden is going to look in his dress. You know if Mika would give him the ok Aiden would wear a dress." I couldn't help but laugh at that thought. "See everything is going to be just fine my love." Dean reassured as he leaned over and kissed the eye that the tear had escaped from.
Oh my Dean is being very sweet. Too sweet! Oh my insides are all tingly, like they're on fire. No! This can't be happeningng! No! I am not supposed to be in love with him. You are! Not me! Why is this happening to me?! I am a good person I should not be in love with this insanely sexy man. I enjoy having naughty thoughts about other gorgeous men! How am I supposed to do that when I am in love. I must fight it! I am stronger than love! I cannot be tamed!!
The little voice ran around her room frantically tripping over everything that got in her way. It was as if she were trying to run away from her feelings. The truly scary thing was that I too had tried running away from my own feelings as well at a point and time. It doesn't work and the little voice began to realize that as well. She slowed her pace and collapsed on the floor lying on her back. Around her mouth was foam, i'm not sure why though. I hate you Luna! I hate you so much for doing this to me. I thought we were a team. You spread the love you have for Dean to me like a disease or an STD! If you think that this feeling is going to make me share my dirty thoughts with you, you are wrong. Oh so very wrong! I will fight through the guilty feeling just to feel the same again. This is not over Luna, you think that over. This is not over. The little voice closed her eyes in a slow dramatic way as her mouth still moved but no sound was emitted. I have never met someone that had a little voice like how I had mine. Was I mad? Possibly but if anyone else had someone in their head like I did would they really admit it? I would have to say no.
