Something Unexpected

Abbey's Horror Life Story: Round Two

                                            ~ Chapter Twenty-Seven ~

"You're a bigger part of me than originally meant to be, I'm lost in your life... with no voice and empty arms." ~ Brendon Alan 

            Round two. Thinking back on it gives me chills. 

             "Um, Aiden? Are you sure this is safe?" I stuttered, backing away slowly when I took in the gun in his hand. 

               He rolled his eyes, "Red, I told you that you'd be safe with me."

               "You said mostly."

                 "Guess you'll just have to trust me then."

                Trust me. Trust him? How was I meant to trust him when all of my life, he gave me plenty of reasons not to.  

               His eyes pleaded with mine, and flashbacks of every bad thing he has ever done to me played in my thoughts. He was cruel. He humiliated me. And he hurt me. 

            But he was still Aiden St. Claire. And Lord help me, with that smirk he could make any woman do anything. 

             I sighed and he grinned, handing me the other paint ball gun and a pair of goggles. 

            "Are you two cool cats, ready?"

            Aiden and I both turned our heads to look at the worker, who looked like the love child of Bob Marley and Kevin Hart. 

              We nodded and he gave us a thumbs up, "Cool, cool, right on." He pointed at the equipment set up, "You have your bases, the blue poles, and your outs, the red. Either way if you get three paint balls sicked on ya, you're out. Best of luck."

              He handed us our black vests and hair caps before holding up a peace sign and leaving. 

                Aiden helped me put on my safety gear and his close proximity had my heart racing. 

               He glanced at me funny after hearing my hushed pants, "Are you okay? We don't have to do this if you don't want to."

                Aiden had a certain smell. And it smelled heavenly. A cross between  musky woods and clean soap filled my nostrils and made my head fuzzy. 

                "N-no, I'm fine. Just... excited."

                He gazed at me for a few seconds, before he backed away and started to put on his own gear. 

              Ten minute's later, and two painful paintball stains on my ass, I hid behind a blue door. 

             Aiden had skill, of course he would, he was so swift and quick I never saw him before I was hit. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that my ass stung for a reason, he was gunning for it. 

                 I dunked down and pressed my back on the door, hugging my gun to my chest and opening my ears wide for his footfalls. 

              I had managed to get a tag on him earlier, right above the ribs, and all I needed was to get one more so we'll be even. 

               My head slowly moved to the right of the door, my eyes zeroing in on Aiden as soon as I saw him. 

              He had his back to me and was calling my name.