Chapter 8
Aidan
You’re an idiot!
Like I don’t know that. But it is just like my sister Kia to not mince words.
You are being a fool. Do you want to be alone forever?
It’s obvious from the text messages that Kia and Hazel have talked and my sister is firmly on team Hazel. That’s fine. I’m on team Hazel too, that’s why I can’t see her stuck up here with me. Hazel deserves better. And once she goes back to the city we can all move on with our lives. Only things will never be the same for me. Whoever said it is better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all was an idiot.
I was perfectly happy with my little life before Hazel showed up to make me see the huge, gaping whole in my life. Now I know what I am missing and there is this ache in my heart, a feeling that something is missing from my home. Suddenly I’m thinking about how great it would be to be a husband, maybe even a father one day. Hazel would make a great mom. A great wife, a friend to laugh with, someone to talk to, share my life with.
But all of that only works if Hazel is happy and I just don’t think she could be happy stuck up here with me.
I set about my work, there is still the paper I am working on and I need to check on the plants. Though the green house is filled with that image of Hazel with her big grin and tomato juice dripping down her chin. But that’s nothing to the memory of her right here sitting on my desk butt naked.
The phone buzzes. Another message. I think about ignoring it. My sister means well but she doesn’t think things through like I do. With a sigh I grab the phone.
Hazel has matched with someone right here in town. Isn’t that great?
That damn website. I get up and start to pace, my heart is racing and I need to move to process this information. Hazel would have had to check the website to see a match. Maybe she doesn’t care about our time together? Maybe it didn’t mean to her what it meant to me.
But if she matched with someone in town then she could end up staying here. To see her around town, knowing how close I came to having her for myself.
No! God damnit. She is mine. She came here for me. She gave herself to me. Hell and high fire I’m not going to watch her parade around with someone else.