twenty six

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The mixture of shattered glass on the floor, eggs, pizza rolls, and my growing panic settled into a disaster.

Sela's eyes widened as she assessed the distraught look on my face as well as the mess surrounding us.

"This is a disaster!" She shouted with her arms put mocking Esteban from Suite Life of Zach and Cody.

"You don't even know." I whispered, nearly she'll shocked at the scene unfolding on the TV in front of us.

Aspen continued speaking about a woman he loved making my heart race like it used to.

Within the whirlwind of thoughts my brain conjured up one had me scared to the point of my heart hurting.

What if he was talking about someone else?

It was 3 years since the last time we had spoke. I could imagine him forgetting about me and moving on.

The self doubt buried itself inside me as my eyes took in Aspen's new appearance.

Where stubble used to sit there was a clean beard beginning to reveal itself on his jawline. The hair I loved tugging on was now more messy than ever before. It was hot.

I was surprised my panties hadn't succumbed to gravity by now at the sight in front of me.

Sweet baby jesus. It was clear that he had gained more muscle over the years making me wonder just how much he has changed.

Sela continued staring at me as if I'd grown an extra head as I still held my shell shocked expression.

"Is this live?" I whispered more confused than ever.

Sela looked at me weird then nodded her head as I scrambled to grab my apartment keys.

"Be right back. I realized I'm out of-" I paused to think of something but only one thought entered my head. "Bread. I'm out of bread."

Before Sela could respond I ran out the door with haste.

What are you doing?

To be honest, I didn't know what I was doing until my bus stopped blocks away from the filming building of Jocelyn's Nights With Stars.

Even as I stood in front of the building shivering from my attire, I was clueless as to what I planned to do.

My heart thumped against my chest. What used to be butterflies swarming inside of me turned into yellow jackets thrashing around the edges of me trying to find an escape.

Nerves and common sense finally kicked in. Why was I here?

The feelings I had for him for so deep, so buried within me that simply having a building separating us had my palms getting clammy from nervousness.

As I stood in front of the door, people began ushering out which I assumed were part of the audience.

"He's so much hotter in person, Don!"

"I'm so jealous of that girl, she's so lucky."

"What kind of bitch would leave Kingston? She has to be dumb."

Ouch.

Some people cast me strange looks as I stood outside with escalating anxiety. Others didn't pay any attention my way as they were busy talking about their eventful nights.

The chilly air swarmed around my body making goosebumps spread themselves around my unclothed skin.

Shivers filled me but I was uncertain if the cause was from the cold or the fact that i was possibly feet away from Aspen.

I bowed my head in shame as memories of my last interaction with him flashed through my head.

We were meant to be.. but we did it wrong.

The final words hurt now just as much as it did. I had no right to be here, I was the one who ended it.

I knew what I was doing.

At the time, I wasn't thinking of the consequences of my actions. But when I woke up the next day to see Aspen's car gone I felt empty all over again. After that night, I never saw him or anyone in that house across from my old one.

There had to be more going on than what I knew but I guess I will never find out now.

I wished I told him I loved him back.

What if he thinks I don't love him?

Those thoughts had me running the opposite direction of the studio doors.

My lungs burned from the small distance I ran which was a sign I needed to hit the gym.

As I crouched down to try and breathe, I stayed oblivious to my surroundings.

By the time I had noticed I was in the road it was too late to get out of the way as loud beeping sounded around me.

A shriek left my throat as I knew it was over for me. It felt as if time had paused for me to think about how much of an emotional idiot I was at this very moment.

This was a very shitty way to go out.

Getting hit by a car outside of a studio where my now famous ex was leaving sounded pathetic.

I hoped to at least get a headline for this shitty death as the car slammed on the brakes, still managing to smash into my body.

The collision sent me with arms flailing feet away from the sleek dark car as pain surfaced around my legs.

Sharp pain filled my head and in a haze, I didn't even know why.

"Boss, I think I've hit someone." A dull voice sounded from above me.

"No shit, Sherlock. Call an ambu-" the persons voice was familiar. Almost like Aspen's but that was too good to be true and I knew it.

My eyes stayed shut as a migraine spread inside my head. It was annoying as fuck. All my attention was on the pounding on the edges of my skull.

"Delilah?"

I squinted as I looked up to see Aspen's beautiful face.

Wow, I went to heaven.

This is nice.

"Delilah" he called out, more worried now.

By the third time my name was called out reality hit me.

This wasn't heaven.

But it sure felt like it when my eyes found his own ocean windows looking down upon me.

The way he looked at me was if I wasn't human. It was nothing like my expectation where he looked at me in disgust. Honestly, I wouldn't have been surprised if he had forgotten about me completely.

"Do we just leave her, boss?"

Woah now. If I could move without my head aching I'd be making him infertile with a kick to the balls for that.

"Say something stupid like that again, Jake and I'll tell your girlfriend that you paid over a thousand dollars to see Katy Perry live."

"You promised you wouldn't tell a soul!"

The heavenly sound of Aspen's laugh filled the air as reality really hasn't kicked in just yet.

My heart nearly had a rave in my chest when Aspen crouched down with worry clear in his eyes.

Warmth mixed with the smell of fresh mints fanned over my face as his breath mingled together with mine. The feeling was pure bliss.

"What are you doing here, Angel?"

A/N

Now that I'm of legal age to quit school I really don't know what to do with myself.

Stay in school kids.

Also thank you all so much for 100k reads!!

I'm working on another book so if you don't mind please check that out:)

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