This Side Of Paradise

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A/N: (The picture is of Pickles. It's the cat I wanted at the shelter, but my dad said no!!! 😭)

AIDAN POV ~~~ 😈😏

"Do I love you, too?" She asked, her face filled with confusion. Her lips pouted in a way that made me want to cup her face and kiss her with all I had.

She looked at me with the bluest eyes that I've ever seen, but they are filled with anxiety and fear and I hated that; hated it more than anything else at this moment. She is supposed to Love Me. She needs me.

Ring. Rin-

"Hello. Room service." The most bland voice answered, finally.

"Yes. Two cheeseburgers, two waters and an order of fries."  I replied in the same dry voice.

"Anything else?"

"No."

"Okay. Thirty minutes." Clink. They hung up.

I looked over at Jewel, well I guess now Jacquie because of the ID I made and she was fiddling with her thumbs while looking at me through her lashes.

She really needs me now. She shouldn't remember anything having to do with her past, though that wasn't the plan. She just was supposed to drink enough to pass out so I can take her with me. Apparently she wanted to drink that evening with me and emptied the whole flask. While this made everything easier, it also made everything more tedious, I had to tell a convincing story.

Yay. My thoughts echoed.

At least I had everything in order, everything to keep her with me. I photo edited some photos while she was knocked out and created some fake medical papers if she really wanted to snoop around. This process turned out to be a lot faster and easier than before.

The last time... My thoughts began to trail off.
Fück her. The last girl... She... She was-

'Meow' rub. Rub.

I look down to see this cat that Jacquie called Mr. Pickles rub against me. Begging to be pet. I shoo him away, but he rolls over on his back. Asking for a belly rub.

Weird ass cat.

My mom liked cats, she taught me how to care for them and love them. She also taught me not to smother them and let them have their space, but not to let them get to free and go outside or they might never come back.

This exactly is my plan for Jacquie. Love her, teach her, give her space to breath but not enough for her to leave me. She can never leave me.

My mom caught me how to do a lot of things before my dad got rid of her, after he got rid of the cat. My dad taught me many things too; how to ignore, how to survive, how to kill...The thought of my dad made my skin itch and my blood boil.

Not now. I pleaded with myself. I can't scare her. It's all too new!

I focused on deep breathing and counting, trying to settle the hurt inside. I guess Pickles knew something was wrong because he got up and walked over towards Jacquie and nuzzles into her flat stomach. She patted him on the head and meowed at her.

I shook my head and rubbed my head with my hands. I think i sighed.

"Are you okay?" She mumbled.

I didn't answer. Just looked at the floor and my bare feet. I flexed my big toe rubbing the carpet, admiring the texture.

"I kno-" she paused. "I don't know. Obviously I don't know, but I can tell this is stressful."

If only she knew my thoughts and how I felt...

"I think that-"

She was interrupted by a vocal session of meows. Pickles twisted and turned on the bed and pawed out at us. His back feet pushed against my leg as he reached for Jacquie's fingers. He was still erupting with meows.

"I think he wants food...."  She says and pokes his pink belly.

I get up and open the closet more. Exposing the cats' cat box and food supply. I grab the food and pour it in the bowl. Pickles rushes over and buries his head into the food i just provided.

"Fat ass." I retort but smile as he wiggles his butt as he devours the food bowl.

I sit back down, next to Jacquie but not too close. She looks at me curiously but with caution. I wouldn't blame her but I want her to love me more than anything. I need her love, her approval. Ever since I saw her on that app, her shocking blue eyes and wild hair. Her pale skin in contrast to the dark clothes she wears, she looked like she had so many secrets. And I needed them to breath and think right.

I learned a lot about her from talking with her the past month. Her allergy to bees and lactose. Her parents dynamic, a drunk but now sobered up mom. A workaholic dad. The car accident and everything between. Even her ex boyfriend who broke her heart where she thought it was beyond repair.

"You never answered my question."  She says and reaches out to me.

"Hmm?"

"Do I love you too?" She asked. Her eyes searched my face and the tone of her voice was almost at a plead.

I wrap my hand around hers and just hold it there.

Her skin is so smooth.

"I sure hope so." I say and smile.

Her face falters only a little showing a little anxiety but nothing more.

I can't have a repeat. I need her with me and she can't leave me, not like her. I will make her love me and if she refuses I will make her. I'd kill for her, I mean, I practically already have.

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I apologize for the shortness!!! I was typing without Internet and it deleted this chapter. So I had to retype it!

Anyway---

So this is Aidan's pov. I just wanted you to get a bit of his story, even though it's still clouded. It will make sense later as the story continues!
Stick with me guys :D

Btw- I am calling jewel, Jacquie now because of the identity switch. I understand it might be confusing but bare with my please :) 

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