The Effect Of Rumours | Aarmau AU Fanfiction

Six/Eight

Aaron watched me a lot, skipping a lot of classes still to take make sure I was okay and not trying to hang myself. He came off as kind and made fake excuses, but I was sure he knew that I was playing along. I pretended to be happy just to make him feel like I was actually okay. I giggled, laughed, smiled, and even danced and sang to convince him. Honestly I did think it was working until I noticed him in the bathroom. The door was open, which he only did when he thought I was home. He was reaching for his razor, pulling up his sleeve. "What are you doing?" I asked, and stepped into view.
   "Gah!" He quickly his the razor behind his back. "NOTHING!"
   "Give it to me." I say sternly, holding my hand out.
   He whimpered, and forced it into my hand. "G-get rid of it!"
   "You still need to shave."
   "Th-then give it to my dad. He can get a box to lock it in, and keep the key with him..!"
   I nod a little. "But isn't he busy?"
   "He said he'll do anything to help..!" 
   "True. But I'm not calling him, it’s awkward." 
   He nods a little, and rushed out. "I hate that bathroom..." He sat on the bed, grabbing hold of his phone.
   "Mm..." I sigh and close the door to it, walking over and sitting beside him. "Probably cursed."
   He shrugs a little, putting his phone against his ear as it began ringing. He laid back when he didn't pick up so, of course, I straddled his hips. He rolls his eyes, holding one of my hands. "Oh, hey dad..." He talked for a while, hanging up eventually. "He's coming."
   "Yay!" I smile brightly.
   "'Yay'? He's rude."
   I roll my eyes. "I think he's sweet..!"
   He sits up, and laughed when I squeaked as I fell to his lap. "He tried to keep us apart, Aph."
   "Well, yeah, but that was when he didn't know how I act." 
   "Mm... But still."
   I pout and sit against him. "Shh! That's not happening now, is it though?"
   He nods a little, pulling me close. I blushed, looking up at him. "Cutie." 
   "Aaron, shut up." I get comfortable, rolling my eyes.
   "Nope." He chuckles, playing with my hair.
   "What do you need?" His dad said, walking in.
   "I-I need you to lock this in a box or something, and keep the key with you..!" He took the razor from me, holding it out.
   "Why?" He raises an eyebrow, but took it out of his hand.
   "I don't want to talk about it..." He looks down.
   He stays silent, but spoke up after a while. "Have you been doing what I thin-?"
   "Dad, please. I don't want to talk about it!" 
   "...Okay. Well I'll get a box to put it in, give it to the guards and they can give it to you every morning for a few minutes." 
   "Thanks..."
   He nods a little and walks out. "Bye then."
   "...Bye..." He nuzzles the top of the head, pulling me even closer, although I pushed away before since I wasn't comfortable. I was about to object but then I heard soft crying, and didn't. It wasn't long before my head began to get a little wet.
   "I'm just guessing that you're crying because of your dad..?"
   "Is it that obvious? Really?" He was being slightly sarcastic.
   I sigh. "He won't think that you're mad. They never do unless you do really crazy things."
   "What, like jumping off a roof?"
   "Well... That doesn't mean you are mad. It just means you are... You know..."
   "Depressed. That makes both of us." 
   I sigh. "I still don't get why you were depressed. Why won't you tell me?"
   "Because I don't feel comfortable with it!" He sets me aside and begins walking out.
   My eyes widen. "D-Don't leave!"
   "Why not?" He snaps but turns around to face me, arms crossed.
   "I don't want to be alone, I don't feel safe..!"
   "There is guards outside." He continues walking out.
   "NO!" I pounce up and run over, quickly hugging his leg so that he couldn't walk.
   "GET OFF!" He growls viciously, roughly trying to pull me away. My arms got tired of hanging out, and went completely numb after a while. Since he was still trying to pull my off really hard, the impact was enough to make me hit the wall hard, making me yelp in pain as my eyes were forced shut.