Chapter 19

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"Morning." I say to Molly once she's finally awake.

"What time is it?" she slowly sits up.

"Four."

"In the afternoon?!" she panics.

"The morning." I laugh.

"Ayden..." she trails off. "What happened yesterday?" Molly hesitantly asks.

"Why don't you see for yourself?" I take her hand and take her to the bathroom. She looks in the mirror to see at least four hickies that are showing.

"No doubt that there's more under your shirt." I honestly tell her. "Look." I pull my shirt over my head and show her all the scratches down my back.

"Oh my god." her voice is soft.

"And take a look at this," I pull her into the living room. The coffee table is cracked, but not shattered.

"What happened?!" she exclaims.

"We uh... rolled over." I tell her. "I got this from it," I push my hair back from my forehead to show her the cut on the left side of my head.

"Damn. I'm so sorry." Molly apologies.

"Don't apologise, it's fine, I don't care that much." I laugh at her. Molly wraps her arms around my waist, pulling me in close.

"I'm sorry." I whisper into her hair, holding her tight.

"For what?" she looks up at me.

"Everything. I love you Molly." I say. Molly just looks away from me. She still can't say 'I love you' back. It's been seven months and she still can't say it. "Even though you don't say it back, I know you love me." I look at her, but she looks away. "Do you think you're going to get back together with him?" I lower my voice.

"No." she's quick to reply.

"Good."

"But that doesn't mean I'm going to get back together with you either." Molly looks up at me with those eyes.

What?

"I don't see why not." I back away from the hug.

"I'm just confused, okay? I need some time."

Time. Of course she needs time.

"Okay." I sigh.

"Got anymore of that vodka?" Molly smiles at me and I smile back.

-Molly's POV-

I'm glad that Ayden and I can just be friends for now. Ayden was right; I do love him, even if I can't tell him. He knows it and I know it.

One thing I know for sure is that I'm not going back to Zach. Ayden did warn me about him and I should've listened, but I didn't.

I know what it feels like to be cheated on and now I know how Ayden felt when he walked in on me and Jase. Must've been hell.

If I could take back that kiss with Jase, I would. I hated seeing Ayden like that. He would've done the same thing if it was anyone else, not just Jase.

I wonder what he said to him after he left.

I'm drunk out of my mind right now and I'm sitting here with Ayden on his couch. We've just been talking about anything and everything.

"I'm not sure you want to go out with four hickies on your neck and countless on the rest of your body." Ayden smiles at me as he takes another swig from the bottle.

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