Fragmented

Don't let it become regrets

"She's stubborn. She hates being touched and she doesn't like many people. Her hair is nearly as black as the heart she wants the world to think  she has. In the eyes of some she's a monster, but monsters come in many forms and some monsters aren't really mosnters at all. Sometimes monsters are just fairies that are scared to be loved. And sometimes they are the one's that deserve love the most."

Freya's POV:-

I need to talk to Aaron.

I stared at him and he stared back as if I was insane. Truthfully I think I was stupid if not insane. If I keep on sitting here and do nothing it'll never be okay for me. 

What will I even say to him. I can't sit back anymore. Not knowing what to do with myself is what's going to get me crazy if I don't talk to him. I wanted to hear him once and not on voice mails.

I moved up and suddenly realized he'd been staring at me all along. Mason broke from a sort of trans and helped me up as well. It was frustrating for me to not know what he thought everytime he looked at me like that. Nobody had yet noticed us falling and as I turned towards them Dawson was finished with his drawings over Peter's face.

"You okay?" Mason asked quietly.

Without furthur notice I turned and for a moment my eyes met Mason's and I knew he caught on to something. Before he could say or do anything I started running.

It's now or never. I need to hear him.  I need to listen to what he has to say or I won't ever be peaceful.

In my short flight out of the Inn, fortunately I didn't encounter anybody I knew here. I ran for the shortcuts I found and barely stopped to take a breath. He'd still be there. I can't risk going to his house.

He told me he's at the university during weekend evenings and sometimes he even crashes there.

Jason. Mr Brolin. I need to talk to him. He has my car and I need it.

When I reached the university I nearly fainted from shortness of breath. I sat on the main staircase and rested for about 5 minutes because only I knew I was dying because my lungs couldn't work any faster.

Once I regained my breath and felt like my legs won't break off, I got up and made it to his office in one piece held up by bandages.

Surely the light was on and he sat behind his desk munching on a salad watching something on his laptop. I startled him with knocking the door.

"Veronica?" he immediately stood up and walked to me. "You scared me. Whats up?"

"I need my car Jason. I need to talk to Aaron." He looked as if he hadn't heard me, then realization probably hit him as his face changed many expressions.

After a moment of recollecting his thoughts, he asked. "Why? Just sit and talk to me first. Tell me what happened." he walked to the couch in his office pulling me with him.

"I screwed up Jason. I was so stupid. I made a mistake." It was this moment I had started crying like a little girl. I was tired of trying keep myself strong in front of people and I was tired of crying behind closed door and making sure nobody could hear me. "I can't do this. I have to go back. I lived with Aaron and I've made mistakes that will always keep me miserable if I stay here." 

"Okay listen to me carefully" He turned himself to face me completely. "I get it that you want to go back but I need to know why you've decided to go back. I know you miss home but just talk to me. I'm right here for you." 

I looked at him through my tears, his face blurred by them. Wiping them away I spoke hesitantly "I..................I am pregnant......." He didn't seem to register it at that moment but a few ticks later I could see his eyes go wide.