That's Miles to you Ms.Davis

Chapter Thirteen

I watched as Aubrey packed her things into her dufflebag, she was showered, changed, and almost done re-packing her things. How long did I throw a hissy fit for? She looked angry, but then again, Aubrey always looked either angry or sad when she was thinking hard about something, hopefully not what I think she was thinking about. I knocked on the open door and she barely looked up at me.

"yeah?"

"Are you mad at me?" She stopped and looked up at me, confusion etched into her delicate features.

"Mad at you?"

"yeah, you walked off with no explination and now your packing in complete silence and if I know you as well as I like to think I do, silence is never a good thing with you. I was afraid I said something I shouldn't have." I said slowly. she shook her head and returned to her packing.

"no your question just caught me off guard a little bit." I shook my head.

"I don't like it when you lie to me." I responded bluntly. she looked up, surprised at my response. "Just tell me the truth. That's all I want to hear." I choked out, quietly. she closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, then walked over to me, grabbed my hands, and looked me dead in the eye.

"I'm sorry. its just that... I really like you and I'm not the goody-two-shoes with a badass persona like you think. I'm the schools badass because I'm a bad person, I make bad desicions, I-I am not who you think I am." she said honestly. I shrugged.

"so?" she looked at me in complete and utter disbelief. "Everyone makes bad decisions. Everyone fucks up, shit by the laws standards we are all criminals. Smoking weed, fordging signatures, speeding, it doesn't make you a bad person. Besides, its not about what you have done before, its about who you are now." She closed her eyes and let out a heavy breath, like it hurt her to hear that.

"Miles, I appreciate it, but that's not it, you don't know me as well as you think you do, as well as I want you to."

"so then tell me, who is Aubrey, if you want me to know you better then just tell me." I urged. she shook her head and tears started to roll down her face.

"its not that easy Miles. If I could tell you I would, but I can't. I just cant .I'm sorry." the last part sounded more like she was trying to remind herself, but either way I got the hint and wrapped her in my arms.

"shh baby its okay." I whispered softly, rubbing her back.

"no it not, this isn't fair to you." I smiled sadly.

"I meant its okay to cry, but that okay to. we have been dating for just over two months I don't have to know everything to about you, you can't tell me when your ready."

"that's just it miles." she said, pulling away. "I can't tell you. Ever. If I could, I would but... I can't."

"Fine. Then so be it."

"Miles, I don't think you're understanding. I can't tell you about 90% of my life. I can't tell you who I hang out with, where I work, what I do for fun, my hobbies, habbits, how I spend my time when I'm not with you or in school, I can't tell you my bosses or any of my coworkers names, shit if i could help it, you wouldn't even know my real name. I want to be able to tell you these things, I do, I love you, I don't want to hide things from you. I want to know everything about you and for you to know everything about me, but I cant expect you to tell me everything because I can't tell you everything and if I did I would have to kill you, for more reasons than one, the main one being it wouldn't be safe for you. You'd end up dead if I told you these things." She was yelling and crying now.

"What are you? why would you start a relationhip with me if y- wait did you say you love me?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Did I? oh my god. I think I did." I chuckled and her face turned red. "I'm sorry I didnt-" i cut her off by pressing my lips to hers.