My new life, in my own hands

Chapter two Paranoia, Pregnancy test and bye-bye sweet dreams

Chapter two Paranoia, Pregnancy tests and bye-bye sweet dreams

Bathed, brushed and fed with lots of caffeine- I sound like an animal, don’t I? –Anyway, I stood in front of Aaron’s ”humble” abode.

I let myself in through the front door, a coffee-to-go on my right hand, fresh croissants and bread in the other hand.

I felt on the edge- honestly it was getting worse, hence why I try being near Aaron while that “thing” was probably still there. Besides that, I had to make sure Mr. Lazy Ass was getting up. A good deal if you ask me.

I took the fling of stairs up and before I even went down to short hallway to his room the door opened and revealed that disheveled looking slut.

“My, my” she faked a smile, eyeing me up and down and added with a tiny sneer.

 “You should have slept some more, you look horrible.”

Huffing, I used the same look she had to scan her body up and down. “No wonder you got up before him.” I sneered, pointing a finger at her face. “That, would totally destroy your image.”

I didn’t even have time to blink as she pushed me against the wall, one hand beside my head, the other around my neck- not hurting me though.

“Listen here bitch.” She hissed through clenched teeth, her eyes glowing.

“This, is my playground. He is mine. So keep your dirty hands and comments to yourself, or I will teach you to do so!”

She whisper hissed furiously into my ear, probably not wanting to wake Aaron, while I cringed at the inside. Bad morning breath!

I rolled my eyes at her, pushed her hands off me, shouldering past her to get to Aaron's room and slamming the door shut in her face. She wasn’t worth getting Aaron angry at me.

The man in talk, was still splayed on the bed, his hard chest exposed, an arm under his head. A picture worthy moment, to conclude the scene before me.

I put the coffee and bread down on his night stand and went to open the curtains. “It’s past seven, Aaron. Wake up.” I called over my shoulder. But all I got was frown for exposing him to the sun, before he turned showing me his delicious back.

Practically screaming his name I went to stand in front of him with my hands on my hips.

“AARON, wake the hell up!”

“Just a minute longer.” He mumbled back into his pillow.

“The hell you will! Who told you to fuck around all night? I had you warned!.”- don’t judge me for being bitchy, I had no sleep, feeling paranoid and was solely running on coffee, and then the first thing to greet me when I got here was Victoria.

He huffed, combing a hand through his black hair. “Girls shouldn’t talk like that.”

“This gaa..” This girl does. Is what I wanted to say but his hand came flying out reaching my the waistband of my pants and he pulled me against his chest in the bed.

“Hey! What are you doing?” I tried to struggle out of his hold, soundly pounding against his chest and arms but the hunk beside me started laughing.

“It tickles.” He answered when I stopped to give him a dirty look. But his eyes were closed and he relaxed back in the mattresses.

“Aaron, I will be going now.” Victoria interrupted from the door, oddly enough she was dressed this time, and clothes almost made her look decent.