The Last Night

The Last Night chapter 11

Okay! Here we go, hope you like it!

And one more thing, I'm so sorry for not uploading sooner, and for putting this story on hold, I was just going throught some major writer's block :(

Sorry about that!

Chapter 11: Life's too short to worry, so why are you?

Lexi's POV (CHECK OUT AARON'S PICTURE AT THE SIDE AND LEXI'S NEW PICTURE ON THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER!!!)

A cold burst of air danced through the air as Aaron and I made our way up the cobblestone path. I involintarily shivered and pulled the top of my jacket closer to me, struggling to keep warm.

The only sound that could be heard was the cricket's calming melody and the sound of the leaves cruching underneath our feet. The air was thick with the evident awkwardness.  

Both of us were looking anywhere but at eachother.

I took this time to observe everything around me. Aaron's house was surrounded by nature.  

His house was the only one on this side of the street. His neighbors all lived across the street from him.

I closed my eyes and breathed in the cool fresh, Autumn air. It was cold, but it never failed to refresh me.  

A few seconds later, I opened my eyes and instead, focused myself to listen to everything around me.  

Now that I concentrated, I could hear not only the sounds of crickets but owls hooting and animals scurrying about.

That was the thing I loved about nature. It was constantly alive during the night and the day.  

It was so peaceful and different from this cruel world we lived in. The world we had to endure and suffice, struggling to be happy and not let people get to us.

A silent sigh escaped my lips and on any other day and in any other moment, no one would have heard it.  

But considering how, even with the sounds of nature, it was so quiet, that little sigh was just as loud as a fire cracker.

Aaron turned to look at me curiously. One eyebrow cocked upwards and confusion clear in his eyes.  

I just shook my head and turned to look forward. From the corner of my eye I could see him slowly let it go.

I mentally sighed in relief. I mean, I know he was my friend, despite what had happened back in the car, but somethings were meant to be kept private.

My feelings about the incident, with my dad, my sister, my mum, Blake and basically, my whole family were somethings I constantly kept bottled inside. No one knew how I felt. Except for Blake.

He was my brother and no matter how hard I tried, how much I annoyed him, he would always know what was wrong with me. He would know wether I wanted to talk or not or what my mood was.  

And I was okay with that. Considering he was my brother, my family.

Aaron, Rose, Mark and Kyle and all the others, they were friends. I trusted them, but sometimes, that isn't enough. They can't sympathize with me. Blake can.  

Because all the things I feel, he probably feels to.

Well, anything related to what happened three years ago. He lost a mother, a father and a sister.  

Although our dad is still alive, he can't be redeemed.

He can in God's eyes, but in our eyes, we'll always see him as a murderer.