The Boy Who Read Minds ✔️

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Violet

Aaron drove his green Toyota as I sat in the passenger seat, my mind was aimlessly wandering. I didn't really want to go to school today, but it was a Friday and then it would be the weekend where... guess what... I'd spend even more time with Aaron.

It irked me how often we were together, we were basically attached at the hip. We had no choice. Even when I wanted space, the farthest I could go was the next room. I desired privacy even more now than ever before. He slept on my couch every other night, I slept in his room every other night. It was an obnoxious cycle of which I didn't want to become routine. I didn't want to spend this much time with a guy who I wasn't interested in. I hated being forced to be with him or get an earth shattering headache when I was without him.

I leaned back in my seat, making it as comfortable as I could. I had slept two hours last night. Exhausted, I pulled the seat back all the way and shut my eyes. A momentary nap on the way to school would help.

"You okay?" Aaron asked, I saw him look at the side of my face as I saw his reflection in the window. It was raining this morning. Perfect nap weather.

"Eyes on the road A." I said, leaning further into the seat as I felt the bumps of the road when resting my head on it.

"Vy, is everything okay?" He asked again, looking at the road this time.

"Can't you read minds?" I shot back, confused by why I was so aggressive toward him.

"Not anymore, it's all you baby."

"Don't call me that." I mumbled. It was bad enough he had the school thinking we were together. I didn't want this delusion to get to his head too.

"Come on Vy, what's bothering you?" He turned toward me again as I shook my head. I brought my seat back up, realizing he wouldn't allow me to sleep even if I ignored him. I sighed, wondering why he kept looking at me and suddenly reached for my hand.

"Eyes on the road big guy, and hands on the steering wheel." I removed my hand and turned to face the window, the raindrops streaked down slowly and I couldn't help but think of myself being in a sad music video, preferably one by Adele.

"Was it that guy?" Aaron asked. He always did this. I didn't want attention I just wanted to drive to school quietly and if I could do it in another car, I would. The issue would be the terrible headache I'd get if we got too far apart; which could lead to possible accidents.

"What guy? Aaron can we just drive. Silently?"

"That guy we bumped into yesterday. You froze when you saw him."

I knew who he was talking about. I also knew that only one person in this world that knew about that guy, well, knew of him. The security guard at my high school swore he would keep my secret.

"Aaron." I whined, glaring at him now. He grinned, his dimples showing as his bright gray eyes sparkled, he was utterly beautiful. An Adonis. Yet I just couldn't picture us having a future together as anything more than friends.

Yeah right, when this is over, you'll hardly consider him an acquaintance. A voice in my head said, I couldn't help but agree with it. It was odd hearing my own thoughts when I'd gotten so accustomed to hearing everyone else's. I'd learned to drown them out, it just felt strange being able to finally think and that was thanks to Aaron being around.

It took a couple moments for me to realize what was happening. I turned my head toward Aaron who finally faced the front and out his hand on the steering wheel. I screamed his name as I heard the brakes squeal loudly and my entire body was pushed forward as I felt the impact of the car crash. I knew my neck would be cramping for at least a week.