Never Thought

Chapter 37

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"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light."

– Aristotle Onassis
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"My dad had an extra marital affair few year backs, he didnt want to live with my mom. So he divorced her and married Elise, things quickly changed in the house. Not like they were any better before. He never behaved with mom the way he behaved with her. He wasnt as brutal. Soon it was like I didnt exist anymore. Dad quickly forgot he had a son and all his attention went on her. I didn't mind though. Cuz I hated them. Hated them for putting mom through the pain. Hated them for destroying the family. But more than that I hate her. She was the reason for all of it. She didnt want my dad. The marriage wasn't cuz she loved him. It was cuz he had money. She destroyed my family for money" he spoke venom lacing his voice.

I didn't dare interrupt him, he was opening a side of himself that I had never seen before. That nobody had seen before. He sat infront of me completely vulnerable and with all his walls down. His eyes held pain, anger, disappointment and love. I held onto his hand letting him know that I was here for him.

"Soon Mia was born and their perfect family was complete, I was a rebellious kid at that time. Looking into their life from afar and-"

"wanting the same love" I finished his sentence and his eyes snapped to mine. His blue eyes clouded and dark.

"I soon got involved with the wrong people, long story short. I had to move to get away from them. And after I shifted here with Ace and Mike, few months later dad died from heart attack. He wanted to see me in his last days, but I didnt go, he was already dead to me, And well after he passed away, he left everything to Elise in his will, until I turned 18. I guess he thought giving everything to me would make up for his shitty behaviour." he looked up at me holding onto my hands, almost afraid that I'll leave him. I held his gaze for a while, assuring him.

"Aiden?" I spoke quietly not wanting to ruin the peace between us. "Where's you're mom?" I asked him and he immediately tensed up. He sighed moving his hand towards his hair. Before looking directly down at our interlinked hands.

"She passed away soon after the divorce, my dad would abuse her, and as much as I tried to stop him, he would always find her alone somehow somewhere." His jaw was clenched and he let go of my hand clenching his fist. The veins in his arms popped up in anger and I moved my hand towards his cheek. He leaned into my hand closing his eyes, relaxing a bit. Before looking up at me

"Mia is the only reason why I've not taken everything from her, she doesn't care about Mia. She would throw her in adoption care the second she becomes a hindrance in her luxuries. Which is why even though I'm soon turning 19 I haven't taken over yet" His eyes watery but it was as if he dared not to let them fall. He kissed my hand that was still on his cheek.

"I love you" I spoke softly and he pulled me into his lap. Hugging me tight. This was the moment I realised just how broken he was. Just like me, he blamed himself for his mothers death. Just like me, he tried his best to keep his family together. Just like me, he dealt will all this shit alone. We almost went through the same thing and even though he tried to save his mum, he couldn't and that to this date haunted him. He never got his closure.

"It was not your fault" I told him hugging him back. He didnt say a word. He didn't believe me. All he did was brought his lips down towards mine. I could smell his woody scent, his minty breath and just like that he smashed his lips onto mine. His kiss was urgent, yet vulnerable, his lips were soft on mine and electricity buzzed through my veins as he layed me down on the bed getting on top of me. He kissed me like his life depended on it. He licked my lip asking for entrance and I gave it to him. His tongue slipped inside my mouth, our tongue danced around each other, he was gentle but demanding. He needed this, he wanted to forget. My hand made its way into his hair and tugged on them and he released a groan in my mouth. I tried to pull him closer, if that was even possible. His hand soon found its way under my shirt near my bra and he rubbed my skin with his thumb and even though I wanted to, my insecurities got the better of me. I didnt want him to see my body, all the scars, bruises and the marks. I didnt want him to be disgusted by me. And so when he tried to pull my shirt up I stopped his hand.