Something Unexpected

Always Being The Bad Guy

~ Chapter Thirty ~
"They say love is in the air, so I hold my breath till my face turns purple." ~ Lil Wayne

Aiden. And Monica.

The evil witch tilts her head back with laughter and I watch painfully as Aiden's arms tighten around her slim waist, him smiling.And not a smirk either. But a true, big, full blown happy smile. For Monica, out of all people. Not for me. Never for me.

"Looks like Aiden's back to himself." Lily sang, slinging her arm around my shoulder and forcefully turning my body towards the school's entrance direction. My eyes stays trained on them for a while, and Aiden turns his head towards mine but before we could make eye contact, Winn shifts in front of me and grimaces. "Come on, Abbey." He says softly, and helps Lily turn me all the way around before we all head into the school.

Aiden was back with Monica? I mean I know they've always had a thing but... I thought- well, I thought he loved me?
The first bell rings just as we get to first period. Lily and Poppy keep shooting me worried glances but I keep my head down. I mean, I'm fine anyways. Completely fine. It's not like Aiden's actions bothered me.

Not one bit.

So why, when Aiden and the harlot walks in class laughing, do I flinch?
My right hand tightens around my pencil as he waltzes down the aisle after giving her a kiss on the cheek as she took her seat. A loving kiss on the cheek, one might come to the conclusion, if they cared enough. But no one does. Not really.

I don't raise my head to look at him but I know he's staring. Everyone seems to be staring, anticipating.

When he takes a seat in the desk behind me, if possible I stiffen even more and my fingers turn white from gripping the pencil with such harsh strength. I expect him to throw paper at my head. Pour a bottle of water out from under his seat and empty it over me. But it never comes.

The teacher then begins to give out instructions for our next assignment and for a moment I think I'm safe, I think Aiden is too hurt to ridicule me today.

Boy was I wrong.

My pencil finally has enough and snaps in two as I feel Aiden's foot kick the back of my seat.

The teacher is of course oblivious and I have to discreetly hold my hand up to Lily to keep her from charging back here and kicking Aiden's ass when he issues another kick that scoots my chair forward.

I turned around and glared at him, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

For the first time in days our eyes meet and it's like a shock to my system. My heart starts racing, my hands turn cold, and my stomach ties in nots. His expression is blank, all except for the slight narrowing of his eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about."

I rolled my eyes. "So you're not the one who keeps moving my desk?"

I jerked when his foot pushed me forward another three inches. "Nope."

The teacher made me turn around before I could open my mouth and tare Aiden a new asshole and I was fuming.
For the rest of the class period, I was pushed forward, poked with the end of a pen, had the ends of my hair being gently but firmly pulled, and just out right aggravated.

My phone buzzed with a text just as Aiden pushed my chair and caused me to bump into the desk in front of me. The guy sitting in the desk turned around and glared at me as I smiled sheepishly and muttered an apology.
I cursed Aiden silently before checking my phone.

Hey, wanna hang out l8ter? -Chase

I smiled to myself. He had texted me while I was, as Poppy so graciously put it, eating my way to an ice cream coma, but I never did reply. I had not wanted to move from my bed. And plus Aiden was still on my mind.

But Aiden was with Monica now. So what was stopping me from hanging out with a cute, funny boy like Chase?

Nothing.

I texted him back. "Sure, wht time?"

He replied almost instantly. How bout 8? Txt me ur address and I'll come pick u up?

My smile grew as I sent him the address to my house and a smiling face for good measure.
But for some reason a stomach dropping feeling made me wonder if I was doing something wrong.

~ AIDEN'S POV ~

I told her I loved her. Really I wanted to tell her so much more than six words.

I wanted to tell her I loved her since I first saw her. I wanted to tell her that I always picked on her because she's always saw me as the bad guy, so I didn't know how to fix it.

I wanted to tell her that she's beautiful, and she makes my heart jump out of my chest whenever she smiles. And how much it hurts that she very seldom smiles at me and how much it makes me feel like a king when she does.

I wanted to tell her that she makes me want to be good. She drives me crazy, and makes me do stupid stuff to get her attention, and she makes me fall in love with her again everyday by simply hearing her voice.

But I didn't.

And I'm glad. Because she didn't feel the same. She just stilled, and looked at me with fear. Not love.

She looked at me as she has in the past. And in that moment I hated myself. I hated her. I hated the past that I could never change and run away from, that I could never outlive.

So I did what I do best and became the bad guy again.

I tried being good, for her. I tried to prove myself. And it bit me in the ass and made me realize that you can't be the good guy, the hero, if the princess you're trying to save sees you as the fire breathing dragon.