Beastly Love (Under Construction)

Chapter 18

I woke up with what was probably the worst migraine I've ever had in my life. I groaned shutting my eyes, trying to block off the intrusive burning light. I pushed my face further into the pillow, hoping it would help me go back to sleep. I felt the bed next to me, wanting to curl up in Aiden's arms. If anything could help me sleep again it was the comfort of being close to him.

I was disappointed when the space next to me was cold and empty. I opened my eyes slightly and scanned the room, nothing. It took almost five minutes to actually convince myself to get out of the bed and walking around.

"Aiden?" I called out tentatively, flinching as my voice echoed and hurt my sensetive ears.

No answer. I walked into the kitchen and spotted a piece of paper on the counter.

Good morning angel. You were still asleep when I woke up around 10. I had some business to take care of. It should only take me a little bit, but in case you wake up and I am not here I made some coffee and left aspirin on the counter for you. There are also some pancakes in the microwave if you want. One more thing. If you haven't already found this out, I left the doors and windows unlocked. I trust you won't leave angel. See you soon.

I laid the paper back onto the counter and poured myself a hot cup of black coffee. I took both pills in one sip and downed the rest of it in seconds. I set the cup in the sink and walked into the living room. I mindlessly flipped through channel after channel, looking at the clock every few minutes. It was already 1:00 and I was getting a bit worried that Aiden wasn't back home yet. Should I be worried?

Sure he knew how to take care of himself, but I couldn't help but worry about things like that. What he did was dangerous to say the least. While sitting there I tried my hardest to even try to remember any part of last night. Everything after the small scene I had caused was a big blur. Then I began to worry that I said something, something stupid, or worse.

Ugh too much thinking. Nearly half an hour passed and my migraine hadn't even dulled. I pulled a blanket over my body. If I couldn't medicate this migraine away, I would sleep it away.

"Angel." his soft voice whispered to me in my sleep.

"Angel I need you to wake up" Aiden's ran his hands through my hair, coaxing me out of my sleep.

I opened my eyes groggily, stretching my body across the couch. "What time is it?" I groaned.

"Almost 3. How are you feeling." he pressed a hand to my forehead.

I laughed at his actions and took his hand in mine. "I'm hungover, not sick. But I do feel a little better."

He let out a hesitant laugh. "That's good because I need to tell you something and I don't really know how you are going to take it."

I sat up and looked at him skeptically, raising my eyebrows.

"Your parents are back in town. Actually they came back last week." he studied my expression.

And if I was going to be honest, I didn't care. The day they sold me off, like I was just an object, was the day I was finally free from them. And in this moment I couldn't care less about them.

"Well I figured they'ed be back at some point." I said.

"There is more. They want to see you. In fact they are coming over. In about 20 minutes."

"What do you mean they are coming here?" I shot up, nearly smacking my head against his.

"They want to see you." his expression was filled with worry.

"Aiden I don't want them near me. I don't want to see them." I could feel the tears coming.

The feeling of betrayal and hurt that I spent so much time trying to suppress came barreling to the surface. He let out a deep sigh before pulling my head to his chest and holding me there for a moment.