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Chapter 18 Falling in Love
Remember the times when you thought your life was just out of control and there was nothing you could do about it. It’s just like getting trampled upon by people and you just stand there doing nothing. I was somehow in that position. The only difference, I can choose not to get trampled. Because I don’t know if Aaron was going to lecture me on getting low with those men or…well that’s the only thing I would guess.
“How are you?” He asks and I fumble over a stone near my gate. He suddenly moves forward but I get a grip and stand straight. I try to fix my dress, act like it actually, as I didn’t want to look at him.
“I am fine” I say.
None of us speak for a minute. I don’t know if I should break the silence but it was him who came to my house. He should really get to the point because it’s not like I would invite him inside for dinner. That would be…awkward. I think the distance did have an affect over whatever relationship we both had.
“So…” He starts.
“Well?” I ask.
“Aren’t you gonna ask me to come in?” He asks.
“It’s not like I was getting inside the house anytime soon” I reply.
He chuckles before sitting back down on my stair case again. “Fine, you are that mad at me that you make me sit outside your house”
I don’t reply and walk over to the sitting space between my flower pots.
“Why are you here?” I ask.
I wait for him to answer me but I don’t think he’s going to speak up. He just sits blankly and stares at nothing in particular. I don’t know if I should just sit and watch or go comfort him. He looks pale.
“I’m sorry, Liz” He says so softly my heart skips a beat. That was the last thing I thought he would say. I mean seriously…he’s asking for forgiveness?
“I’m not angry at you” I try to sound soft too.
“No, I know I have been a dick to just ignore you and not listen to you. I am really sorry; I just couldn’t handle it.”
“And you thought I could?” I ask, though I know it sounded a little harsh. It wasn’t his fault but still he could have stood up for me.
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