Coldsgrove

Cancerous Nightmare

        An entire year has passed, my plans for settling into my house is finished. My walls are all painted and bright, new furniture in my bedroom such as a dresser, tables and bed spread. Work has been great, a steady pay and nice people, although the slow days seem to drag on forever.

        On the bright side of a lot of things I have become great friends with Marie. She had her first sleep over at my house the other night, Marie had insisted on movies, pop-corn and secrets. I refrained from telling anything too personal. I wasn't positive how she was at keeping the secrets I was forced into telling.

        Aiden..has been confusing. We have gone on more dates though he never touched me, I had to reach for his hand, I had to press myself against his shoulder when I wanted to block out the wind. Though I did notice the drastic rise of times we were together, almost as if he was guilty.

        We're going out again tonight, he said I would have to close my eyes and let him lead me to the 'place'. But I had to finish my shift at the store before we could go.

        The soft whimper of a toddler wakes me from my thoughts and I grab a box of cereal from the rather young woman. I smile at her and she looks up to me from her basket with a breathless smile and panting from the weight of her basket and the two year old toddler that insists on squirming in her frail looking arms. "Oh my goodness, let me hold him for you, then we'll trade off," I tell her and the woman looks at me with true relief.

        "Thank you, he can be a little monster sometimes if you let him," she tells me handing the baby to me. I cradle him in my arms until it's apparent that he didn't enjoy the position I shift him upright like his mother had him and he quiets down only a little.

        "Oh no, not you little guy. No monsters here, just a little ladies man," he gurgles at me happily as I coo at him. I ring up her groceries after I hand her the infant, and she takes the few bags and carries them and her child away.

        Aiden steps to the counter and I look down at the metal surface with a blush creeping up my neck threatening to swarm my face. "You like kids." it was more of an observation than a question.

        "Well yeah- I mean, you'd have to be heartless not to," I tell him and grabbing his frozen boxes of lasagna and ringing them up.

        I giggle,"What's funny?" Aiden asks and I shake my head still looking at the boxes.

        I suck in a deep breathe,"Who get's five boxes of lasagna?" I ask, finally looking up to him with one of the boxes in my hand.

        I look back to the boxes and pile them into a blue tinted, plastic bag. One of Aiden's eyebrows lifts up,"Is it any of your business?" he asks harshly and I look up at him abruptly. His eyes are hard. Black, onyx stones stare at me bitterly, I stare back at his bleak eyes strongly.

        I felt betrayed. Aiden hadn't promised me anything but not to use force against me, although he didn't say he wouldn't try to leave himself, but I never thought he would. Now anger rises in my stomach. Was I so bad he couldn't come right out and say, 'I don't want to see you anymore'?

        I grab his bag and shove it at him,"Get out." I growl out at him and he leans over the counter and smirks at me.

        "Gladly,"

        Aiden walks out and I feel my body tremble with anger. I wanted to scream at him, he started with a normal conversation, then he went sour. Could it have been because of what I said about being heartless? No, it couldn't be.. The anger simmers down but still bubbles beneath my skin threatening to spill over.