Aiden has always been the shy quiet boy that sat in the back of the class.
The boy with no friends but a bad past.
Well that was until the new boy named Kayden came into the picture. Aiden started to develop a crush on him.
Will Aiden open up or pu...
~ A i d e n ~ I gasp as I sit upright in my bed while holding my fast beating heart. I sigh as I run my hands through my hair to get it off my sticky face from the sweat. I put my head in my lap as I cried. They haunt me even more every night after my father passed away. And not having any knowledge of why they happen it just get worse. It's the same thing every night. It's starts of with me getting beat then me getting dragged away by a yelling woman, then the accident and lastly another beating. You For my pain level I would definitely got the bad end of the stick. But the life I'm living is as easy as it can get and I wouldn't change anything about it. Why? Because if I did I wouldn't be where I am right now. I would probably still be in the foster care crying to myself in one of the basement corners. I would probably be dead right now if it wasn't for my fathers brother Treyvon. When the police ran my fathers prints and blood they found out that my father, Marlon, had family in Alaska. But none of them knew I even existed so I got stuck in a foster care.
Later on Treyvon adopted me, he told me that my father was banned from the family but he always kept tabs on his big brother. He said that they would talk every now and then and he was the only family member to know about me. Treyvon has done the best he could for me but since he's been diagnosed with cancer it's my turn to take care of him. （ΦωΦ） （ΦωΦ） （ΦωΦ） （ΦωΦ） Sorry for that long thingy. I was explaining stuff. （ΦωΦ） （ΦωΦ） （ΦωΦ） （ΦωΦ）
I wipe my tears away before pulling my legs to the side of my bed. I look at my alarm clock to see that it was 5:56am which was 4 minutes away from my 6:00 alarm. I went ahead and canceled the alarm. I stood up and walked to my bathroom for a nice shower to calm myself down. As I pulled my clothes off I ignored the mirror because I was frightened by the memories my burn marks and scars would bring. I hopped into the shower and took my time as I scrubbed my body clean.
I got out and rapped a towel around my waist before walked to my walk in closet. I looked to find my favorite oversized pink hoodie, a black shirt with a yellow broken heart, some black ripped jeans, and some vans.
His outfit.
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