CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE : THE CHOCOLATE
"So how was your week at the neighbour's sweetie?", my mom asks me while sipping on the coffee dad just made for her.
My week was, well, pretty eventful, more than what I expected it to be. I got drunk with Aaron, slept in Aaron's bed, got into a fight with Aaron, had a steamy make out session with Aaron, ran out on Aaron, got in another fight with Aaron, talked to Aaron about Brady, and then had a brief kiss up against a tree with Aaron. You could say that that was not the week that I expected to have when my mother told me 3 weeks ago that I was going to be staying there for a week. I expected fights or disagreements with Aaron but not everything else that came in between.
"It was okay", I answer casually after taking a bite out of the bagel that my dad had also made for me.
My parents had arrived from Florida about an hour ago and I am feeling less happy than I thought I was going to be about leaving the Lucas residence. Alana was beginning to grow on me and Lily was just becoming more comfortable around me. As for Aaron, well, the past week has been and emotional rollercoaster but the more I got to spend time with him the more I found out that my hatred for him may have been misplaced. Keyword: MAY. Which is why I'm kind of feeling sad, or maybe disappointed I'm not sure, that I didn't get to see him before I left his house this morning. Lately, every day I spend with Aaron is different so I never know what is going to happen and I kind of grew to like that. Kind of.
My parents had gotten here so early that Aaron was not up so I only got to say goodbye to Alana and Lily.
When we got home last night after talking at the night train Aaron acted like he hadn't just kissed me against a tree 15 minutes before. It was nice though, we were just talking casually, during which he was making typical cocky Aaron-like comments, while he was helping me pack my bags. Still, it annoyed me that he was ignoring the fact that I had completely opened up to him about the part of my past that ashamed me the most and that he was also ignoring the fact that he had kissed me so suddenly and intensely up against that tree.
Just thinking about that kiss makes butterflies erupt in my stomach. Why am I feeling like this? I fucking hate it. I've only known Aaron for a month and he's been a complete ass to me for 98% of that month; me feeling like this towards him doesn't make any sense.
"How are gramps and grams?" I ask my mom to try and ignore the Aaron thoughts going around in my head.
"They're good, they miss you, you should plan a trip to go see them this summer because it's been awhile since they've seen you", she answers. "Mom bought a new Apple computer and I spent the whole trip trying to explain to her how it works".
I smile to myself. My grandparents always tried to stay up to date with technology so that they can communicate more often with us but I have a feeling that technology is going a little too fast for them to handle.
The feeling of my cellphone vibrating in my jeans' back pocket snaps me out of my thoughts. Taking my phone out of my pocket, I see Aubrey's face flash on it. I smile at her laughing face.
"Have you been dead for 24 hours?" I ask her jokingly, while moving away from the kitchen and upstairs into my bedroom where I can be out of my parents' ear shots.
I have been texting and calling her since yesterday and she hasn't been answering me. I was beginning to get worried before she called me.
She laughs at my greeting. "Sorry I've been... well busy", she responds, followed by a small nervous chuckle. Well this just got interesting.
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