Sleeping with Mr. Popular | Ongoing

04: awkward

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Aaliya

I stormed inside the house and walked in on my mom and Mr Parker laughing. They had a magazine with them and were discussing the wedding.

As soon as my mom saw me, all the happiness on her face vanished. "Aaliya, baby?" She got up. "What's the matter?"

I cried louder, "mom I just wanna go home!"

"Not this again," she sighed, her eyes falling. "I thought we spoke about this."

"Mom I'm tired!" As I yelled, Mr Parker also got up and rushed over to me. "I'm tired of everything. I don't wanna be here."

"Aaliya, is there something I've done?" Asked Mr Parker.

"Other than making my mother happy? Nothing sir."

They both smiled.

"Then what is the matter sweetie?" He asked.

"Where's Aden?" My mom asked.

"I don't know where Aden is." I said.

"Honey, what's the problem?" My mom asked, probably sensing that there was more to this.

"Momma, i miss daddy." I lowered my head, crying harder. "I'm sorry Mr Parker but I miss my dad. I wish he was still alive."

"There's absolutely nothing wrong with missing your father sweetheart." He paused, "no need to apologize."

"Where's all this coming from, Aaliya?" Mom's eyes welled up.

"Momma I don't wanna make you cry; but being here. Watching you get so excited for getting married again. Being in this absolutely new environment makes me realise that my dad is never really coming back. And it hurts! He's gone ma. Forever."

She didn't say anything.

"And it's all his fault." I spat. "He didn't wanna stay with me. It's his fault!"

"Baby don't say that." She hugged me.

"It's true ma." I continued crying on her chest.

"Shhh," she pat my back. "I'm here baby."

Just then, Aden walked in.

"Hey," he paused. "Uh, what's going on?"

Hearing his voice angered me.

I let go of my mom and stormed off to my room.

Aden

It's been two weeks since Aaliya and I had a clash in my car. We've been avoiding each other since then, and neither one of us has said a word to the other. We were never in the same room alone, so that made things less awkward.

I already felt guilty after yelling the way I did when all she did was show she cares, but after walking in on her crying on her mom's chest, looking so vulnerable and depressed, i felt guiltier.

I made her cry.

I hurt her.

She probably wants nothing to do with me now.

I thought I'd be able to keep this up but it's killing me.
I feel really bad about the things i said to her. I can't believe I made her cry. I'm a bad brother . a horrible person.