Chasing the Light

Chapter 7

That night i toss and turn because of empty answers. I stare at the ceiling and remember the look in the man's eyes. 

My past flashes through my mind like a movie. I remember the friends i made at school and how'd the react, how'd they cast me out. My own mother hates me because i helped her when she was blind to what was happening around her.

What if you could turn back time and fix all your mistakes? Would you take that chance? 

I remember reading quotes on how certain aspects of life can kill someone, like lead to suicide. But i know that's not true and other things can kill you. 

I think about my friends and how they laugh, enjoy their day like nothing could touch them or ruin their lives. I wish i had that chance but i never did. 

No time to dwell on loss friends and chances. 

I eventually roll over and feel a cold line run down my nose, it was a clear tear, I wipe it away. More and more tear's start to fall but they are unwanted.

I wipe them away and close my eyes. I drift into a cold and dreamless sleep.

I wake to a bright glare through my window and the smell of fresh coffee. I quickly jerk to hopefully avoid past experiences. 

I look around and remember my mother was gone for a week. I rub my eyes and scratch my head. 

What the fuck if wrong with me?

I get up from my bed and look in the mirror. My hair was messy and doing i don't even know. I looked drained and like i only got 2 hours of sleep. 

I find my phone and check the time, 7:30.

It's Saturday, i got no reason to be up, i went to sleep at like 2 in the morning and i wake at his time? The hell?

I eventually i make my way out of my room and out into the kitchen. The smell of coffee grew strong as well as the smell of toast, bacon and eggs. Aiden leaned against the bench and sipped from his coffee.

"Morning." I mumble.

He slowly turns "Morning."

I halt in my track when i notice he had no shirt! He had no shirt. I honestly never had anyone in my house my age but let alone a boy.

He had a slim but fit shape, I could see the muscle in his arm's and chest. It was rather hot.

"How'd you sleep?" He smiles at me, snapping me from thoughts.

"Well i guess." I make my way around to the other side of the bench and look at Aiden's big breakfast dish.

"When'd you sleep?" He sip's his coffee.

"I don't know. What's all this?" I smell the bacon, ,my mouth waters.

"Just a token of appreciation." 

"Why?" I look away from the food and at Aiden.

"For last night, letting me stay, and a lot more." He seemed to be blushing.

I Didn't know how to react.

"Well it was really nothing." I don't look at him so I don't do something stupid.

"Well actually on my behalf, its something. You could've died last night and all because of me, I couldn't live if people died because of me." He comes closer to me. "I shouldn't have ask to meet there."

I could hear pain and regret in his voice, i could feel his pain as well.

"No, you are not responsible, what happened wasn't your fault." I can't stand for people too blame themselves.