9. You're Just A Crybaby, Crybaby✔

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Alana's POV

"Alana? Crap." Something heavy falls beside me and I lift my head, wincing at the sight of a new light. "Baby what's wrong? What're you doing on the floor?"

"What time is it?" I groan.

"Around 4:30."

My eyes widen, lunch was at 12:30.

"Snipes. I had to get back to the pastry shop."

"No no, you need to get into bed." He stands, reaching his hands under me and carrying me to bed. "Trina called me, screaming to find you. . I was worried."

He places me down on the bed and I sigh, eyeing him.

"He killed her Aiden." I murmur feeling the tears burn from the corner of my eyes.

"Who killed who?" He lifts his hand stroking my cheek and I break out into a sob again.

"Alana. ."

"My dad Aiden. . he. . he killed my mom." Aiden frowns at me.

"I thought you said they committed suicide." I shake my head, my eyes closed tightly and the bed dips. I'm pulled onto a hard chest in which I cry. And cry. And cry.

* *
"Alana." Nudge.

"Baby wake up." Nudge.

I furrow my eyebrows, slowly peeking open my eyes.

"You haven't eaten since afternoon." Aiden says and I groan, sitting up.

"I prepared something, I'm gonna go change and I'll meet you out there." I noticed he was still in his suit and I nodded, standing and walking towards the kitchen.

I was still in my jeans and pain grey shirt, so I unbuttoned them and sat, enjoying the feeling of a free stomach.

Pushing around the food, Aiden comes out shirtless, and frowning.

"Why aren't you eating?" He asks, placing a soft kiss on my forehead, while passing.

"I'm not hungry." I murmur, pushing the plate away.

"Do you think we would've still enjoyed out here honeymoon if you found out the truth back then?" He asks and I rub my hands all over my face.

"I'm sorry." I mumble.

"You're always doubting my reasons. Why can't you just believe that I want what's good for you. If we're having sex too often we can turn it do-"

"Aiden." I blush furiously and he pinches my cheek.

"I'm serious. I care about you Alana. You know I do. ."

I sigh, "I care about you too."

"Then start believing that I only want what's best for you." I nod honestly drained, he comes up and pulls me into a hug. "I hate seeing you like this."

"I'm tired." I murmur, my eyes droopy as he played with my hair.

"Let's get you ready for bed sunflower."

He first placed me in the rub, washing me off before brushing my teeth.

I said I was tired not handicap.

He pulled in my PJs and placed me onto the warm. . cozy. . soft.

I yawn and he kisses my cheek.

"Sweet dreams babe. . I love you. ."

"I love you too. ." I whisper before falling asleep.

* * *

The sun peeks through the curtains and I stretched, watching as Alana dribbled cutely.

I smile, wiping it off and pulling her closer to me. She looked so defeated last night as she cried.

I've seen her shed some tears but never like this. She looked so. . dim.

I didn't like seeing her like that. . all down and under.

And I knew that soon I was going to have to pay someone special a visit.

I decided to take the day off and I called Trina giving this lovely lady here one too.

We need to catch up a bit.

I was about to fall back asleep, when she stirred before freezing. She slowly removed my hands, and moved to get up.

I resist the urge to laugh as she looked back at me every two seconds, never noticing that my eyes weren't fully closed.

She yawned silently, stretching and her thin camisole lifted showing some of her chocolate skin.

She gets back to sneaking around.

"Where you going?" I ask huskily and she jumps.

"Um, just the bathroom." She lies and I raise an eyebrow.

"I called off work y'know."

"Aiden, why would you do that? We just spent five days for our honeymoon." She frowns at me and I sigh.

"Babe, you're not exactly in the state to go to work today."

"I'm perfectly fine and I'm going to work end of discussion." She walks away, her pretty butt swaying as she moves and I raise an eyebrow, following her into the bathroom.

"Sunflower, you just found out some critical information, we should spend the day dealing with it."

"I don't want to talk about it." She shrugs and I trap her between me and the sink.

"I'm not going to force you to open up, but you're not going to work." She glares at me and I give her a blank face.

A few seconds later she's scoffing, "fine. Whatever."

I smirk and kiss her cheek, "I only want what's best for you babe! I have to run to the basement for something real quick, I'll be right back."

"I don't care." She mumbles stubbornly and I love how adorable she looks.

I pull on a shirt and head downstairs, locking the door just in case.

* * *
Alana's POV

He's gone.

I have less than ten minutes to get to work.

I quickly dash into the shower and take the shortest bath I have ever took.

I pull on some jeans and a black T-shirt, not even bothering to dry my hair and I swiftly pair my black vans on with it. Grabbing my purse, I was done in record time. I knew he would lock the door so I didn't waste time, jumping out of the window.

I'm actually doin-

Hitting the semi roof with a thud, I groan as pain soars up my face. I barely have time to catch myself as I fall onto my butt.

"Crap." I have to move, Aiden most likely heard the noise. I run towards my car and press the start button, quickly reversing and speeding off. Phew.

* * *

When I got to the shop, all my employees stared at me in horror and I raise both eyebrows freezing.

"What?"

A slow clap is heard and Aiden suddenly appears.

Oh.

Sheet.

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