Chapter Twenty One
Happiness. What is happiness?
Some think they know what happiness is, some have experienced it first hand, and others may never get the chance to even remotely come close to figuring out what it really means to be happy.
Which am I? That's what I'm trying to figure out.
It's become abundantly clear that my perception on happiness has been obsolete. As a kid you have very few worries and not much on your mind, making it very easy to shield out all the bad in the world. For the most part, I'd say, as a kid, I was happy. Now however, I don't know.
If there were any word to describe how I feel, it would be content. I feel content with everything at the moment and that's something I didn't think I would be able to say. It's not happy but it's a step in the right direction.
I am having a love hate relationship with the fact that Aiden is the reason for my feeling of content. Love it because for the first time in forever (queue the frozen song) I'm not feeling ominous. But I hate it because I wish it wasn't a person that made me feel this way, I wish I came to this notion all on my own.
Nevertheless, Aiden is the reason for this new found joy in my life. Everything is just so easy with him. It's been almost three weeks since our first date and since then, we've spend much of our time together, both with and without Hailey. We haven't had our first kiss yet, not because we haven't wanted too but for some reason something always seems to get in the way. I'm not sure why that is, but it's getting to the point where it simply needs to happen already.
Even with my sheath covering anything unpleasant around me, it somehow fails to cover up Tyler. For the past week or so he's been sly, sneaking out of the house randomly without ever saying where or with who.
The few times I've asked him where he's going, it's obvious he was lying and I'm not sure why. I've tried not to think about it too much but it's becoming increasingly more difficult not to.
Luckily, I have another date with Aiden to distract me. Not only is he the first guy I have properly dated, but he's also the first guy to take me on genuinely interesting dates and not just the generic dinner and a movie type of dates.
The only thing I hate is that he always holds off on telling me what we're doing. I hate surprises more than anything, I'd like to know what we're doing rather than having to guess. BUT, because it's him I let it slide and go along with it.
All I know for this date is that I have to wear clothes I don't mind getting dirty, which is really starting to worry me.
As I got my lazy ass out of bed, I faintly heard Tyler's voice from outside my room. It sounded like he was talking to someone on the phone but I wasn't sure so naturally my nosey instincts kicked in and took me straight to the door.
I brought my ear close to the door and attempted to listen in on his conversation but he was being far too quiet. I turned the door knob just slightly, leaving the door ajar just enough to allow me to listen in.
"I can't wait to see you tonight." He said.
See who? Is it a girl? When did he meet a girl? Is she just a fling? I bet she's a whore. She's probably the typical Barbie look alike with super tight, revealing clothes who prances around in heels. God, what a slut. Well at least that's what I picture her to be, if there is a her, but I mean who else would he tell that he couldn't wait to see them?
He chuckled, "I miss you already." He said, I could practically hear the goofy smile on his face.
"Okay, I'll pick you up at eight then. I'll see you soon beautiful, bye."
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