IN BETWEEN

~f o u r t e e n~

I am not letting my walls down for anyone again.
You want to get in? Climb.

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|Chapter fourteen|

This was the second time where I've cried this much. Of course first had to be the time when I got raped and second is, today, when I almost got raped.

"It's natural to cry when we feel cold. Look up to the clouds, Jethro, they do it to. When they feel cold the water molecules lose energy and condense into droplets. Don't these droplets water the land? Don't they bring us healthy plants and food? Crying, my dear, is the same. It puts you in touch with all the goodness inside of you. That is why God loves the sound of broken heart. He would have spared you the pain if he could, but if you cry, you atleast stay human. Clouds don't bottle it up, Skye, and neither should you. A little inner condensation every now and then should be encouraged."

I remember those words loud and clear,
I remember that day, loud and clear.

I remember it was my first day of school and I was in 1st class. My class was going good but there were some boys in my class who were annoying me by either throwing my books or by calling me ugly which shattered my heart. But still I was trying to stay strong because I didn't wanna cry in front of the whole class but deep down I knew what I was feeling. When I got home, of course I didn't tell mom about it, but moms being mom, saw the sadness which was clearly plastered on my face. She asked me what happened and just like that I blurted out everything. And that's when she told me that crying is not bad. You don't have to bottle it up inside your chest, you just have to let it go. And since then, I don't make a huge deal out of crying like what people will think and all that crap.

But I guess I took the 'I don't make a huge deal out of crying' to a whole new level. Because since we've come out of the party I've been crying super hard. Ashton was trying to comfort me which kinda helped, but then not really. I can't believe that what I was hoping not to happen actually happened.

Since we've come outside Aaron hadn't even bared a glance at me which I found super weird.

"Ah, we should better head home." Ashton finally broke the silence pulling back from me wiping the tears. "I'll be heading on my own since I came here on my own. So you guys should probably go, I'll see ya guys tomorrow." He hugged me for hundredth time, not that I minded. "Take care and don't worry, your Apuesto is there for you Princess." He gave me a breathtaking smile and I smiled back.

Ashton left.

I looked over at Aaron who was heading towards the car. Should I go and follow him or wait for him to tell me?

"You coming or not?" Why's he being rude to me?

I angrily strode towards the car and got inside the passenger seat. Why the hell is he being rude to me? Since we have come outside the party he hadn't even asked me whether I'm okay or not and now he's giving me this attitude. That's why I hate parties. How does getting drunk and wasted could be considered as fun, like for real?

We were almost halfway home when suddenly car came to a stop, abruptly by the lane. I peeked a glance at Aaron who had his hands wrapped tightly around the steering wheel. His jaw was clenched, his hair was ruffled and even after all this he looked devilishly handsome.

Okay wait, I did not just say that.

He turned to me, "Are you a kid?" He said.

"What?"