Eyes of Silver Grey {Completed}

Chapter 15

Aden helped me make sure that I didn't forget anything. After packing everything in my car, it was as if I had never lived there. Every light was shut off, every morsal of my belongings were either in my hands or car, and I locked the door on the way out. Though when I got into my car, I noticed that Aden started walking towards the gate. I stood up from my car and called for him.

"Did you walk here?" He stopped and turned around. He had his shirt back on and his hair had dryed a little.

"Yeah." I rolled my eyes. Of course he walked.

"Get in," I said and sat back down. I couldn't help the little grin that came over my lips as he opened the passenger door and climbed in. I turned the key, and the car roared to life. Putting the car into gear, Aden opened his door again and hopped back out. He started walking towards the gate again. I pressed the gas and hurried after him.

"What are you doing?" I asked as he kept on walking closer to the gate.

"Someone has to open the gate," he said and smiled, looking down at me. I blushed bright as I stopped the car just before the gate so Aden could open it. I pulled out just enough for my car and waited for Aden to close the gate back up. Then he jogged over the passenger side and got in again. Then I took off for home, lucky that he lived right next door. It felt weird to be going home after such a long time, though it felt nice to know I would be around my family again. Somewhere in the back of my mind, something was itching at me to remember something else I had to take care of, but I couldn't remember what.

We were silent for most of the ride and it was killing me to a new level. I wanted to break the silence that was holding me hostage and talk about what was coming for him and I once we arrived at the main house. Not only would my mother cry but I would get one of my father's greatest and loudest lectures of all time. Spit will fly and the family will cry... hey, that was a good one. Just as we were passing by Roses and Thorns, Aden broke the silence.

"You nervous?" I wondered if it was showing on my face that I was worried about my encounter with my family. While driving I answered him.

"Who is nervous? I'm not nervous. Why would I be nervous?" I felt the entire opposite of what I was trying to get him to understand. Not only that but I didn't want him to know that there was one thing I really was afraid of. My father. With one hand on the wheel and one on the gear shift, I tried to collect myself. Aden put his hand over top of mine and watched the road with me.

"Though it will be hard at first, don't give up hope. If someone is without something it is used to having, they will cherish it once it's back." His words sounded like they were wise with the years that he didn't obviously possess. Not only that but he was attempting to convince me to believe in myself. In my head, I was trying to believe, but in my heart I was afraid of what was going to happen after I walked through the gates. I could hear my mother's cries and fathers booming voice now.

Aden has helped me so much since I've been gone, but any more and I would fully depend on him. My heart is mine but since I've started loving either Scott or Aden, my heart has been vulnerable to much more than I am use to.

"Sara, you might want to slow down for the stop sign up here." I looked up just in time to see a red sign near the end of the road I was driving down, almost near home. I slammed on the brakes to avoid running the sign and get hit by a mini van deciding to turn in front of me.

"Sorry about that," I said, and felt tears threaten to consume my face. Once it was safe to drive, I continued on through the intersection. If I was calculating my arrival right, I would pull up in about five minutes. Not much time to really do much. Maybe I am rushing to get back? Maybe I just want to be strong again? What if they won't really care that I'm back and things will be the same as they used to be.