I Fell In Love Over Facebook

Where Do I Go From Here

A/N Hey guys! I've been having writers block, but something came to me so now I know what I want to do. I really hope you guys love this chapter! Read on my lovely people!:)

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There's complete silence. None of us want to be the one to break the silence. It makes me think that he didn't really want us to move in with him. Maybe he just said that to be a nice father. Maybe he expected me to say no. There's no way for me to find out his motives unless he talks and tells me them. After awhile I look him in the eyes. I open my mouth to say something, but before  can get anything out he talks.

"I'm so happy baby girl! I thought you would say no, that's why I didn't say anything after you said yes. It's just really shocking to know that you trust me after everything you've been through. It makes me very happy to know I have a daughter who loves me and trusts me."

By the end of his little emotional speech I'm balling. After a while he pulls me onto his lap and pats my back. I cry and he holds me like a father should do. And for once in my life I have a dad who can do that kind of stuff. After crying and holding onto him for dear life him and his wife leave so I can pack up everything. 

I'm so happy that as I'm packing the girls stuff I can't fight the smile that's on my face. I'm so excited that everything is disappearing faster than I could have ever imagined. Pretty soon I have everything packed up except for my outfit and the laptop. I make my way to the bathroom with my outfit in hand with my toiletries.

I hop into the shower and wash my body off. My muscles relax as the water hits my skin. My mind has no thoughts and I'm loving every second of it. And all of the sudden it hits me like a train. What Aiden did to me suddenly invades my thoughts. I can't really place what's so amazing about him, but I planned on finding out. Well that was until he pushed me away when I kissed him.

I get out of the shower and look in the mirror. I examine my chocolate appearance and gently touch it. At that moment I realize that he shouldn't effect me that much. No guy should ever have that much of an effect on me. I shouldn't be sitting here crying because he doesn't like me! If he doesn't like me that's his loss.

A smile makes it's way onto my face and in that moment I feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. I grab the lotion and start to gently apply it to my skin. My hands graze over my scars from cutting. They linger there a minute too long as all of the memories invade my mind. The abuse, the hate, the bully, all of it. Everything is just smothering me. I pull out of my thoughts and finish putting lotion on. 

I put on my bra and underwear. After that I grab my dainty crop top and throw it on over my head. I reach over my makeup to pick up my leather pants and put them on. They show off my curves in all the right places. For a minute I just admire my appearance and trace the outlines of my dimples.

I finally pull myself out of my thoughts and run a brush through my hair as it takes it's natural wavy state. As I'm brushing my hair I sing a song loudly while dancing around. I'm finally done and I throw on a beanie. I put away my dirty clothes and toiletries. 

After I'm done I put on some mascara and eyeliner. After I'm done I throw on my heels and walk out of the bathroom. When I come into my room I get out my light pink nail polish out. I sit in the chair and turn on the TV. While I watch TV I polish my nails. After I'm done I let them dry while I watch TV. I finally decide to go to Starbucks and get on Facebook.

As I'm about to stand up a soft knock sounds from the door. I freeze where I am hoping and praying it's not Aiden. The knock gets a little louder as I inch towards it. When I finally reach it I slowly open the door. When I see who it is my eyes widen and my breath comes out shallow. He runs a hand through his hair and looks as if he's been crying. After having a stare down my voice finally comes out in a small and quiet voice, maybe even fragile.