Chapter 31

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I wake up at around noon and oddly enough it's like I hadn't even gotten any sleep....despite sleeping in.....I'm still tired when I wake up and I just wanna go back to bed but I remember that it's an obligation to live my fucking life

I walk to the bathroom....picking the strewn pieces of clothing on the way....I looked at the bags under my eyes...even though I was a black....my complexion was very light....the bags were prominent......I decide that today I would stay indoors for the rest of the afternoon... It's not like I actually had anything I usually did during the weekends....maybe going to some nearby library

I washed my face and ties my puffy hair up in a messy bun ...the curls were so long some of them were falling all the way to my cheeks ....I go downstairs and find Aiden making break fast and I'm grateful that I wasn't the one to wake up and start thinking about what everyone else was going to eat ....

When he notices me he smiles and immediately frowns when he sees me

"What happened..." He asks and immediately turns his attention to me

I hate how he usually knows when something is wrong with me...... even when I try to hide the slightest clue.... He still knows me ....too well

"Nothing much ....," I answer and try to divert my attention anywhere else but from him

"I can tell you cried yourself to sleep ....Rae what's up..." He asks and I feel his genuineness

I feel the tears resurfacing again on my eyes but I try to hold them back I choke back a sob

I don't want to tell him about my attack or the incident at school or me going to Logan's house .....in short I don't want to tell him anything ...but I know Aiden and he won't let me at ease until I tell him something .....I feel bad when I decide to tell the truth....but only quarter way

"Yesterday at the froyo parlour I almost got an attack and I lost my phone .....," I say trying to be void of any emotion

"Really," he doesn't sound to convinced

"I know you Rae ...and you're not one of those teenagers who are constantly obsessed with their phones so much that they'd cry if it gets lost....I hardly even see you use it ...I'd have believed if you would have said you lost your copy of pride and prejudice.....or if someone suddenly banned the fault in our stars ....," he says while smiling sadly .I can't help but smile at how much he knows me

I see this isn't working so I decide to use something that will definitely get me of the hook

"I had a nightmare yesterday and you never showed up ....," I say

He now fully turns to me and he leans on the other side of the counter

I'm sorry Aiden ....I had to

"What.....I'm so sorry .....I was with...you know...I'm sorry.....I swear ....fuck," he looks frustrated as he rubs his long fingers through his locks

I feel my heart swell

"It's okay...," I assure him and playfully put my finger on his nose .....

"I know you were busy..banging Maria....," I say to him and I see his cheeks flush red ....

"No....I was on a date.....well after that....things got heated ...," he begins and I immediately sense he wants to brag about how good he is in bed and how he made her scream his name

"I don't want the details...please ," I say while pretending to gag

It's weird I can talk dirty with Aiden and not feel a thing.... It actually makes me laugh just thinking about this beautiful relationship we have

"I just want coffee and toast ," I tell him

He pours me a cup of Coffee and puts two pancakes on my plate instead...I end up eating half a pancake and half the cup of coffee....I wash all the dishes and put the leftovers in the fridge for when aunt Marie wakes up

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I am still trying to find something to do with my life at the moment ...who knew boredom could make me feel as though I was losing my mind...I wanted to go to the library but it was around 4pm now therefore it would be closing in an hour

I'd looked at my bookshelf and I'd pretty much read every single book there ....more than twice....I needed new books....some of these books used to belong to my mum that's why they were so old and tattered ...they were sentimental and I felt as if they constantly reminded me of my mum's presence in my life even though she wasn't there in reality

After trying to peruse through old magazines I go up to my room and pull out a small drawer that was filled with envelopes .....I decide to read all of my dad's letters

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