Truth Or Dare

twenty two

Warning- this shit sad

After all this time I'd forgotten about Daniel. But that changed quick when I was trying to ignore my problems and he was the bearer of alcohol and a hell of a party. Without realizing it, I didn't come home for days. Waking up at Stormy's condo with a bitch of a hangover lead me to sleep in until 11 pm that day. So, we went out and partied again.

The best cure for a hangover is more alcohol.

Coming back home after days I felt like a new person. So much had happened and I felt empty.

It was like my personality had been drained from my body.

All I had left were these worn out vans and some random girls clothes. My dignity was the only thing still in tact it seemed. After this, I didn't know where I sat with Aspen. We weren't solidified as a couple so I couldn't expect him to take me with open arms after disappearing for days.

I laughed at myself. This whole thing started from him leaving for a couple hours and now I was gone for 2 days. I'd messed up.

Aches spread through my legs and I didn't even know where it came from. Strands of hair stuck to the sides of my face from condensation and sweat surrounding my forehead.

Coming back home sent a gust of relief through me but once I caught sight of the dark figure sleeping on my porch, panic set in.

My eyes widened and I clutched my phone in a hand and raised it to swing. As I stepped closer, my feet made more noise than I'd intended. Small breathing sounds came from the person and I nearly shit bricks when they groaned. The person was waking up.

Before I could swing, the person lifted up revealing a handsome face that always haunted my dreams.

Sadly, it wasn't Cole Sprouse.

Aspen's eyes sleepily looked back at my own then to my hand. I became aware of the fact that i was about to hit him and hastily put my arms back down.

The sticky hair around my face fell in front of my eyes and before I knew it, his gentle hands removed it, tucking it behind my ear. My cheeks heated up.

Tingles brushed along my cheeks as I anxiously waited for what he'd do next. I wanted to be mad but after all the things I'd done I just couldn't feel any anger.

Warmth stayed on the side of my face where his hand rested as he stared at me tenderly.

"Where did you go?" His voice came out colder than I anticipated.

The way his expression changed made me feel like a child being scolded for lying.

"Out."

My answer was vague. I didn't know how to tell Aspen I'd gone out to party for days straight because of one small thing he did to hurt me. Realizing my actions were childish, I let a frown crease my lips.

"Where." It was no longer him asking. I could see his anger through the dark and gulped. Angry Aspen wasn't something I was used to. Beyond the anger there was a tinge of something else unrecognizable.

"A party."

"For two days? I was worried sick!"

"Yes and I'm sorry." I spoke quietly. "Why are you here?"

"If you were sorry you wouldn't have done it. I was waiting for you." His words irked me. It seemed he didn't realise that he was the reason I left my house in the first place.

I had to remind myself that it wasn't his fault that I was so hurt over him leaving. He didn't know that my dad or Jared left. Stopping myself from being mad wasn't easy.

"You shouldn't have. And I shouldn't be apologizing for living my life the way I want to. You're the one who left first." I spoke with defiance.

The alcohol swishing around in my gut kept me from cowering away. On the inside I saw nothing wrong with apologizing. My heart even warmed at the fact that he'd stayed around for me.

But with the feelings of anger and abandonment spoke for themselves. I wasn't happy with Aspen and it showed.

"Fine. I knew this was a bad idea anyways." He brushed his hands through his hair and muttered something that sent panic through me. The words he spoke mentioned a bet but I didn't want to make assumptions.

"What did you say?" I whispered, hoping what he said wasn't what I thought. My eyes narrowed as I watched him closely for any reaction.

A deep sigh vibrated from within his chest. He looked in deep conflict on whether or not he should spill what he said.

"In the beginning I just wanted you for sex."

My eyes widened. I tried looking for any sign of lies but he wouldn't look me in the eye. His eyes stayed downcast as he hid any emotions from my wandering eyes.

Desperately, my nails clawed into my arms as I reminded myself I was awake. This was happening.

Of course someone as perfect as him wouldn't naturally like you, Delilah.

A deep pain resonated in my chest and I didn't even know why it was so intense. Everything felt unreal. I was self conscious of everything I'd told him up until that moment. All the trust I'd given him. Every time I'd kissed him. Letting him into my home. It was all fake?

Lights reflected off his face making his beauty stand out while he said something so ugly. It was ironic.

With my body shaking, I stood my ground trying to ignore my wave of emotions.

"You should go." I said with a shaky voice.

He opened his mouth but I interrupted before he could speak, "I don't want to hear it." I couldn't even recognize my own voice. It was so empty.

"Delilah I can-"

"LEAVE!" I snapped, a tear rolling down my face.

Surprised, Aspen finally looked into my eyes. His lips parted for a second then settled in a grim line. The jawline I remember ogling days ago clenched making a muscle bulge out. Even now, I felt the need to reach out and trace the lines of his face.

He clenched his eyes shut and opened them again, blinking.

"Goodnight, Delilah."

A/N

This made my eyes leak a little.

Next summer we filling the pool with tears kids.

Also thank you so much for all the support! It means so much to me!

Have a great day/night.