It's Been Five Years

Two

" Baby."

Henry whispers and sits on the ground next to me. Him being so close affects me more than it should. I feel like a magnet as I slowly gravitate toward him. Before I know it I'm straddling him and kissing him deeply. The room is quickly filled with rushed breaths as Henry hungrily kisses me back. I feel him harden against my core and the familiar feeling leaves me a moaning mess.

" God, Aria."

He groans as I roll my hips teasingly against him.

" Oh my God, Hen-"

" Daniel? Aria?"

We hear my sister calling out from the hall.

" Shit..."

Henry groans and lifts me off of him. We both scramble to our feet and rush out of the guest bedroom. As soon as we open the door, we are met with the confused look of my sister. Her icy blue eyes drill holes of guilt into my heart and I feel like I want to puke all over her shiny hardwood floors.

" Hey, baby."

Daniel says as he walks over to Angelina and places a soft kiss on her cheek. Yuck. Kill me now. That's not what I need to see, especially after what just happened. Angelina's expression softens a bit as she wraps her arms around her husband's torso. AHHHHH! Kill. Me. Now. I'm serious, just take me.

" Why were you two in the guest bedroom?"

Angelina says looking up at Henry or " Daniel" with a slightly concerned expression.

" I was just showing her where she and Clara could stay if they ever needed to. I was just giving her a quick tour of the house, baby. The guest bedroom was our last stop."

Henry says and places a kiss on top of Angelina's head. Jealousy swarms around inside me. That's what he used to do to me. He used to kiss me like that. He used to call me baby. Hell, he just did call me baby like ten seconds ago! Henry gives me an apologetic look and I avert my eyes from him with disdain. Why did I let myself fall into his little trap again?

" Oh! Well, that's nice of you. Come on, lunch is ready."

Henry and I follow Angelina to the kitchen and Henry looks at me with wide, apologetic, eyes.

" I'm sorry."

He whispers in my ear as we trail behind Angelina.

" I don't need you to be sorry, Hen- Daniel. Not anymore."

I whisper and speed up my walk to get away from him.

* Flashback *

" I don't need you to be sorry, Henry! I need you to stop doing this shit!"

I yell as I angrily pack my stuff into my small duffel bag. I walk around the small RV making sure I've got all of my stuff before I storm out of this place.

" Look, I know I messed up-"

Henry takes a step toward me and I flinch back.

" Messed up?! Messed up?! Continuing to get involved with those sketchy druggies and getting yourself further and further into debt with them is more than a mess up. They have guns! They won't be afraid to kill you if you owe them money! I told you to stop buying from them, but what do you do? You continue to freaking buy from them. I'm done with you Henry, you're going to get us both killed."

I fume as I zip up my bag, sling it over my shoulder and begins walking towards the small door of the RV. Henry grabs my arm and spins me around to face him. His eyes are full of panik his hands are shaking.