help me do this - Aaron Carpenter FF

Chapter 54 - talk

--Lisas POV--

This night was terrible.

It's like I don't feel anything right now.

Emptyness maybe, though that's not really a feeling.

Aaron called me several times, and so did Chelsea, but I just can't answer.

What are they going to talk about? Are they trying to build me up?

I'm fine. I don't need them to build me up.

I accept my dad, the way he treats me and there's nothing more I could ask from him.

My 'friends'can't question that all the time, making me stumble...

Grumbling, I get up out of my bed and sit at my desk.

I need distraction right now, and I haven't done any of my summer reading.

Once again, my phone rings.

The display shows Aaron, so I decide not to answer and mute my phone.

I get to work, boring stuff I'll probably won't ever need in my life. But that's basically what school is.

After a while the doorbell rings, maybe it's just my dad, who forgot his keys.

I pick up my phone to see how late it is.

2.37pm.

He doesn't usually come home this early.

I jog down the stairs and open the door.

When I see who's there I roll my eyes.

"What do you want here?!" I snap.

"We need to talk." 

"I don't think so." I grab the door, ready to close it again.

"Lis, please. I'm sorry." Aaron barely whines.

"For what?" I shrug.

"Whatever you're mad about." Aaron makes a confused face expression and I raise a brow.

"So you wanna talk, but you don't even know what about?" I say annoyed.

"You're mad at me. I believe it's something about yesterday and your dad, so would you just please let me in and we can talk?" Aaron insists.

I do so, and we sit on the couch.

"I know there's been a lot going on for you this summer and no time to think about anything..." Aaron begins to talk.

"Yep." I say quietly, still not interested in what he's going to apologize for, he doesn't even mean it anyways.

"I-I should be the one to be there for you and to make you feel better." 

Wasn't that what he said yesterday night to be my fathers job?!

"I shouldn't be the one yelling at you." 

I bite my lip and look at down at my hands.

"I'm sorry for that... Really, it's just," he sighs "I care so much about how people treat you. Because I now if they treat you bad, you don't feel good."

"You wanna say my dad treats me bad?!" I exclaim, shocked. 

"No, I mean, I just know he could do better... But if that's the way he wants to raise you, he should do it that way."

Still, what Aaron is talking about doesn't make any sense.

I know he doesn't know how to handle this, and he's really not good a not making these kind of situations not awkward.

But at least he tries.

He actually cares about me.

I hear him babbling something, but I don't listen.

Right now, is the moment I realize, I could be happy about him caring that much.

He only wants the best for me, and all I do is snap and yell at him.

I don't deserve him caring that much.

I don't deserve it at all.

Suddenly, I just feel his arms around me, his warm body surrounding mine.

And my thoughts are blown away.

It's just him and me.

It's all I need right now.

"I'm so sorry" he whispers, not letting go.

"No." I say.

Aaron gently lets go, revealing his questioning face.

"I shouldn't have acted that, you know... sensible" I roll my eyes at my awkward self.

"Babe, I know this might sound a little harsh, but school starts next week for you... College does for me in two. So, I think maybe we should just not meet until I leave for college."

My face falls.

My heart breaks.

I am lost, unrealizing what just happened.

"As I said, there's been a lot going on recently and I think we both need some time to think about that..." he explains, but I don't listen.

"Are you b-breaking up with me?" I say, like a robot, not feeling any emotion but the emptyness again.

"No, we just need a break, okay?" 

I get dizzy, everything around me turns blurry, until suddenly...