You Are My Destination - An Aarmau Fanfiction

Chapter 1

~Aaron's POV~

I look through the window of the lonely, crappy little apartment complex I live in. There's really nothing special about the view... a few distant trees, the busy street, a few parked cars, and a police car... wait... police car? Ha, that's normal too.

 I squint at the car and inside it is my neighbor. I open the window a bit and catch a few words. "Arrest...... to the station.... who'd of thought............. drug bust" I flinch at the sound of those words, recalling the time they were said about me. I shake my head, and slam the window shut. Never again. Heh, just goes to show that you really will never know a person's true motives and intentions. My phone buzzes, and I see that Zane texted me... the one person who truly knows what happened.

"Hey Aaron."

"Hey, what's happening?"

"Not much, hanging with Travis."

"Hmm, Travis huh?"

"Uhm, yeah? What about him?"

"Nothing, just the fact that he's all you talk about and all I see on your Snapchat nowadays."

"Whatever. Whats going on with you?" 

"Not much, my neighbor is getting arrested because of a-"

"A what?"

~A few minutes go by~

"A drug bust."

"Oh... are you... okay?"

"Heh, nice to see that someone still cares. And no, not really." 

"Ha, just don't tell anyone I asked. Do you want to come over? I can tell Travis I have something to do."

"No, no, it's fine. Besides, I don't want you to lie to your future husband." 

"Ugh, shut up! But are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, I think I'll be fine."

"Okay, I'll be here if you need to talk."

"Thanks Zane."

I stare at mine and Zane's conversation, wishing it were between me and another person. Hm, maybe today will finally be the day she reaches out to me and explains what she did. I had to suffer for her, then she just leaves!? I punch the couch, my thoughts fueling my anger. Michi used me, the least she could do is explain why... I... I loved her. I break down, sobbing silently into a nearby pillow. 

After a few minutes I regain my composure and go to the next room over. I pick up my dumbbell and begin to lift... the only thing that can let my mind rest for a while... although sometimes it doesn't work. 

~Flash Back~

I stifle a yell as my body hits the concrete once more. I groan, and pick myself up to face my opponent. As soon as I stand I receive a swift kick in my side. The air is knocked out of me as I fall at the feet of  my aggressor. The other inmates cheer him on, and he picks me up by the collar of my jump suit, holding me up."Your fun to play with, you know that?"  My attacker says as he snakes his hand up my shirt, feeling around. "S-stop." I choke out. "Heh, I don't think so." He says seductively as he pinches my bare skin. I cry out in pain, and he moves his hand inside of my pants. He rubs the inside of my thigh roughly, making me moan out. He lets out a bellowing laugh, then throws me down. "Want some more?" He asks, eyeing me hungrily. I shake my head frantically. He laughs, and grabs my hair yanking me up. "I didn't hear an answer~" He whispers in my ear, and he slightly bites it, causing me to yelp out in discomfort. "N-no." I say, breathless. He tosses me down to the floor. "We're done here... for today." My attacker says, walking off, unharmed with the rest of the inmates. I groan, my body in pain.... violated. I pick myself up with great difficulty.