Don't Look At Me With Those Judgy Little Eyes (Currently under revision)

Chapter 7- Deal or No Deal?

Chapter 7

Deal or No Deal? Decisions, Decisions...

"It was a brainteaser." I mumbled as I read the newspaper article on my computer at the dinning room table. "Rosewood's 'A' a Brainteaser" it read. I closed the opened tab on my computer and began to chew on my fingernail. My phone burned in my pocket, begging to be used. My feet shook impatiently and my fingers tapped on the table. I finally snapped and grabbed my phone. I dialed his number and waited, counting the incense candles Ella placed around the house.

　

"What?" he said venomously. I sighed, happy he answered, but upset he wasn't excited to hear my voice. "Ezra, listen," I began, yet he interrupted. "Look, Aria, I know we shared something in the past, but we just won't work anymore." he said and my bottom lip quivered. "Bye." the phone clicked, though, just before the silence overtook me, I heard a woman say his name and giggle seductively. How could be so stupid! Why do I keep chasing after him? He clearly has better things to do, and I mean that in the literal sense. The nerve he has to already be with a girl. Maybe that is why he broke up with me. He moved on long before I noticed anything was wrong.

　

I slammed my phone against the table and rose. I grabbed my bag and made my way towards the door. The rain poured down violently. I paused for a moment on the porch but inhaled a big gulp of air. I left my bag on the floor inside. I began running down the sidewalk to the one place I could go to. The icy rain drops splattered harshly on my skin, causing me to shiver.

　

I continued to run, trying to keep my feet in-step. I ran onto the somewhat familiar lawn and smiled. Though, when I looked, from where I stood, inside the window, I saw Matt and Caroline cuddling around the fire, blankets cradling their bodies as they drank from coffee mugs and smiled. My smile drooped and I remained still. I came to Matt’s hoping he could cheer me up. Sometimes I feel like I do this sort of thing to myself. No Ezra, no Matt.

　

I held back tears; the rain never lightened. I just stood there, contemplating what my next move should be. "Aria!" a person yelled. I turned around and saw Damon. Honestly, I was nowhere near surprised. I remained in my spot, unmoving. He got out of the car with an umbrella and ran over to me. "What are you doing?" he asked me, raindrops falling from his hair. I was silent, unable to speak. "Come." he said and dragged me along. He gripped my arm and walked around to the passenger side of his car. He placed me in and ran to his side.

　

I sat in his warm car as he ran to the other side. He closed his car door, the windshield blurry, since the wipers were not on. I stared at it, trying to make it clear. He turned the heater up higher and the wipers began to move back and forth. He looked at me and removed his jacket. "Here," he offered me his jacket and I mechanically accepted it. I placed it around my shoulders.

　

He began to drive to his house, I assumed, and turned on the radio so the music was just a sound in the background. I paid no mind to which song. I realized, then, that I was companionless because I'm not meant to have anyone. I'm going to live alone and die alone. It is as simple as that. No hope, no love. It seems that it will never be me. Well, damn, way to make this much more dramatic than it is, Aria. I thought to myself. I am clearly being tragic. And strangely....I don’t mind being on my own. You know why? Because in the end, all I really want is-

　

"You know, standing on your ex's lawn in the rain is not the best way to get over your ex." Damon said and I immediately turned towards him. He snapped me out of my long train of thought. It was as if I was asleep, but now all my senses were turned up and clear. My vision cleared and my emotions were unstable. I slapped that evil grin off of his face. "I don't have to be drunk to slap you, Damon." I stated rudely and removed his jacket from around me. I tossed it onto the backseat and folded my arms over my chest, restraining myself from shivering.