•Look me in my eyes• ---Book one---

•Reality•

I looked like a fool in front of him. Crying like a big baby. Great. I thought . Something else he could spread about me. Abigail the big baby. Veronica shot Cayden a stern look, and in doing so he got up and walked over to me. I could feel the heat attraction between us as he looked me in the eyes. He was built, broad shoulders he looked like he could be in his early thirties. I felt small compared to him, delicate like a flower.  And if he wanted to he could crush me in an instant. "Uhhhhh." He said " Sorry ... I guess." He didn't mean in not just because the way he said, but because I knew he didn't like me. The way he said it didn't crush me, not at all. In fact I didn't even care that he apologized to me but the fact he was in my house after what he did to me. I wanted to scream at him but I kept my cool. Well at least I tried. My reaction was I ran straight to the bathroom and locked the door." Sweetie please open up, I wanna talk." My aunt said. I opened the door and the first thing she did was hug me. " I thought you'd be ok with me using it, it's what she would have wanted." She said in the sweetest voice possible. "I know." I said " You are nearly an adult, how old are you eighteen?" She asked " Yes." I replied " I don't see any harm in allowing you having one drink, I will be your eyes and ears, no more than one. Ok?" " ok." I said

But one turned into two, and two became three. I've never felt the kind of rush through my body like this before we sat and we talked and talked and talked. And at was all about her. But mister never said a word he looked...... upset. Why? I don't know. He's a jerk why would I care? Why should I care? Because I was drunk out of my mind I guess my aunt saw me staring at him and began questioning him like my mother would do anytime I brought a cute boy home . "So." She asked " How old are you Cayden?" In a very sweet voice. " 18 going on 19." He replied. Veronica stepped outside to lite a cigarette so it instantly became awkward between us. "What collage are you going to?" She questioned him like he was a suspect. He shrugged his huge shoulders and saw me looking. "What?" He said. "Nothing." I replied quickly. Quincy, little princess began to bark and so I got up. I felt dizzy, sick like I was going to throw up.

I was about to fall when I caught myself against the wall. "Oh dear!" My aunt said "Lets sit you down." She said "I'll be back in gonna get you something." She said as she left the room. Me being stupid and drunk I asked " What's your beef with me what the heck did I ever do to you." He didn't reply. " YOU KNOW YOU GOT SOME NERVE STEPPING INTO MY MOTHERS HOUSE AFTER....AFTER." I felt dizzy again after standing up. " After what babe?" Did he just call me babe? I'm so confused. What just happened? My aunt rushes in the living room at the same time Veronica steps in. "What happened is everything alright I heard Abigail yelling?" All eyes turned to me even Cayden gives me a look. "Nothing mom, I just think it's time for us to go. Clearly they are very busy and need time to them selves." He said as he cleared his throat. " I'll be in the car if you need me." He said walking out the door. Then that's when I thought that would be the last time I see or speak or him, EVER. "I'm so sorry about this, I hope you guys feel better thanks for inviting us." Before my aunt could get the chance to say bye she rushed out the door. Well that went well. I thought. " well then get some rest Abby girl you need it." I didn't respond I simply nodded my head and went off to bed