Chapter 10
"...and then Aiden came with Joey." I mumble and look through my lashes for everyone's reaction. My older brothers were here when I came downstairs, hugging me and demanding me to tell them what happened. That's what I did.
All of them are having blank faces on as they look at me, Aiden does to, but when I meet his eyes, he looks away and clenches his fists tighter. He's been like this since I came down to the kitchen. Distant. He won't even look at me. He wasn't beside me when I woke up either.
He might be regretting sleeping on the same bed as me. I was hoping he wouldn't. I know I don't.
"It wasn't your fault." Hunter says, I lift my head. "But I lied and went to his place." I avert my gaze to Aiden's wooden floor again.
"But you didn't know what he would do." Tristan responds grimly. He's never like this. He's always the poker face, never expressing any feelings, so seeing him like this makes me feel sadder than I already am.
"He's right." Xavier wraps his arms around me. "I'll never let anyone hurt you again." He promises. I nod against his chest and hug him tighter.
I'm grateful for them. All of them. Aiden too. Oh god.
.......
It's been three days and I've been home both of them.
Well, by home I don't mean the whole place, I mean my room.
I've had some time with me and my thoughts-like Mrs. Scott, my therapist used to say when we had therapy together.
I wasn't on the mood of facing my father, the guys didn't tell him about what happened, just like I asked.
He would probably want to play a father if he new.
Yes, play. Every fatherly thing he does is an act.
And I wasn't in the mood for watching an act.
I've come to realise that what I felt for Jason wasn't love, I already suspected that a while ago but there's a difference between suspecting and realising.
I was never in love with him. I've had strong feelings?
Yes. I loved him? No. Love isn't what I felt for him.
My feelings were strong, they were feelings I've never felt before but I know that they weren't love.
If what I felt was so called love, I wouldn't even been thinking about how Aiden is the defenition of tall, dark and handsome, I wouldn't even think about being with other guys and I wouldn't have cheated on him. Ever.
The guys suggested I went back to Mrs. Scott, but I refused. I already feel better, well that's what I would like to think.
Aiden's still distant, not that I've seen much of him anyways but the two times I went to the kitchen I search if food and he was there, he looked away as soon as our eyes met.
"Ashton! We'll be late! Hurry up!" Xavier shouts from beside me. I tilt my bowl and drink whatever milk is left. I cringe at the sugary taste.
"Coming!" He shouts back and seconds later he's by the fridge.
"Why are you taking him to school?" Tristan asks walking in, only in a pair of black boxers. Not a beautiful sight, if you ask me.
"Put some pants on!" I snap at him, slapping both of my hands over my eyes.
"You've seen me like this before, geez." He says. I can hear the smirk in his voice.
"Don't you think u know that? I have nightmares about-" I pull one hand away from my face and point it at him, up and down. "this." I fake a shiver.
"I would be having dreams, if I saw my body. I would fantasise even." He sighs dreamily.
I open my eyes and glare at Xav as if to tell him to shut Tristan up.
"Enough you two, his teacher wants to talk to me." He answers Tristan's question and stands up.
"Ashton come on, principessa if anything happens go to Zach." He tells me kissing my head and walking away with Ashton following behind. "If what happens?" Parker asks and I take a deep breath, yeah Parker and Ashton don't know about Jason, they think we've just broken up.
"None of your buissnes, now go to school you'll be late." Hunter snaps as he walks inside the kitchen, luckily with clothes on. I send him a
smile.
.......
'I'll take his peepee and cut it off, then I'll shove it up his butt and then out and next comes his mouth where he'll chocke on it.' Was Summer's words when I told her what happened. Her red hair matched her angry face, I think that explains a lot.
"Hey!" She shouts happily getting into my car and giving me a hug. "I've missed you!" She complains buckling her seatbelt and I frown. "You were at my house yesterday." I laugh and drive off to school.
"Yeah, I know but I missed going to school with you, oh and Ethan told me to give him your number about the project." She says scrolling through her phone.
"Yeah, the project. I forgot about that." I mumble, biting my lip. Did he do all the work alone? Now I feel bad. I I've him an apology.
"Are they going to let you go over to his place?" She asks, scrolling through her phone.
"Crap, um I'm going to talk to them, I'm sure they'll be fine if he comes over." Just thinking about telling my brothers that I need to go over to some guys place, or that a guy is coming over to our place, especially after what happened, makes me nervous.
But I'll hope for their best reaction.
I park and we both get out of the car, walking towards the school.
"You think Jason will be here today?" I ask nervously looking around. "No, he haven't been here when you were gone so why be here now?" She asks and I shrug.
The school day went on good. At lunch me and Summer sat at Zach's table with the whole football team, luckily Jason sat on one of the tables in the corner, Asher wasn't even sitting with him. Well, he went over there five or something minutes before the bell rung and all of us had to get up.
To say he looked beaten up, would be an understatement.
Both of his eyes were covered by sunglasses, really dark sunglasses.
His lip was busted. Busted as in it was swollen and had a deep cut that had a heap of dried blood on top.
He had a cut under one of his nostrils and one on his cheekbone.
What caught my attention and probably the whole school's was the black cast he had his right arm in. I guess all of that hurt.
I don't even have to guess what caused all of that.
Simple, he hurt me and I have six brothers.
The three of them being adults and older than us and the other one, who knows, being a student in the same school as us in junior year and don't we forget about my older brothers' best friend.
Also older than us and the first one who found out what he did.
I'm now walking toward my car across the lot where Summer's standing at scrolling thriugh my phone. I turn around when someone taps my shoulder.
"Hi Ethan!" I say happily and he smiles.
"Hi! I just wanted to talk to you about the project, it's due to next week and we kind of need to hurry it up, can we meet up at your house or something?" He asks in one breath and I giggle lightly.
Ethan is a very attractive guy with red locks on top of his head and blue eyes, a very built body and a smile that is to die for. I would go for him but he isn't into girls and another, arrogant guy who's currently ignoring me is occupying must of the space in my brain.
"Yeah, of course, Summer told me she gave you my number, I'll text you later to come over at mine, but I have to check with my brothers first." I smile at him and he nods his head rapidly, showing of his perfect teeth.
"Great!" He smiles and pulls me into an unexpected hug.
I tense up at the beginning but eventually hug him back.
"What the fuck Avery!" His deep voice sounds from behind me. I don't react at first, thinking it might e been something I just imagined but when Ethan pulls away and stares behind me, with his mouth open, I know for a fact I didn't.
I turn around slowly and there he stands, in all his glory. Black hair, to the back and side, tattoos coming up the collar of his shirt, fists clenched. Oh god, he's angry. Well, I'm angry too, he can't just ignore me and then decide he's not by screaming at me.
"What are you doing here?" I ask lowly. Glaring into his green eyes that gakre back at me.
"I'm here to pick Ashton up, " he replies shaking his head. "That's not the point! Why are you hugging him?" He asks sounding angry and jealous? Stop Aves! Why would he be jealous? I find myself wishing he is for some reason.
"That's none of your business, now if you excuse me I have to get home." I reply, turning back to a shocked Ethan.
"I'm sorry about him, " I apologise, still feeling Aiden's presence behind me.
"I'll text you my address later-", "you won't text him shit! He's not coming over!" Aiden shouts earning a few glances from students passing by.
"Shut up, Aiden." I keep my back to him.
"Aiden, are you coming!?" Ashton shouts across the parking lot and he groans before walking away.
"Bye, Ethan," He pulls me in for another hug.
......
"What was that?" Summer yells as I drive her back to her place. "What was what?" I play dumb. She's obviously talking about the Aiden situation.
"Oh please!" She scoffs. I see her looking at me from the corner of my eye.
"Aiden! He was boiling with anger, I could see it across the parking lot!He was so freaking jealous! I could see it in his eyes! They were burning with jealously!" She gushes, making me chuckle.
"How could you see his eyes if you were across the parking lot?" I smirk. She rolls her eyes at me through the mirror and starts French braiding her hair.
"You get what I mean!" She groans. I shake my head. "He was defenetly not jealous he sees me as a sister." Oh god no, please tell me he doesn't.
"Yeah, who kisses his sister at a party?" I stay quiet.
"See that's what I'm saying! You two are made for each other and he was burning with jealously back there!"
"Whatever" I sigh and turn the music up a little. We shout the lyrics of the songs playing for the rest of the ten minute drive.
......
The doorbell rings and I run down the stairs. After I got my brothers to agree to have Ethan coming over for the project and telling them he's gay and he's not having a thing for me, me and Ethan decided that he'll come by at six, and it's six now, so I guess he's here.
"I'll get it!" I shout as I run toward the door and stopping Parker from opening up.
I open one side of the double doors waiting for Ethan to come in but to my dismay, the one standing in front of me is none other than Aiden.
Should have known.
I'm still annoyed at him. He shouted at me for hugging a guy after he's been ignoring me for days.
"Not happy to see me?" His lips stretched in a smirk. Is the dude bipolar or something? I need to stop saying that.
"How'd you know?" I ask, feigening excitement. He looks into my eyes and I feel my knees go weak. Why do I feel like this.
I feel weak and vulnerable under his intense stare. His green eyes with hints of brown looking into mine, an emotion I can't quite make out playing in them.
"Whatever, can you let me in?" He asks bringing me out of my daze. I clear my throat and step aside.
"Where's the guys?" He asks avoiding eye contact, once he's inside. "Offi-" I say but cut off as I see Ethan walking up to the porch.
I push Aiden aside earning a confused look and run up to Ethan, tackling him into a hug. "Hi, Aves!" He chuckles. "Hey! Come on in!" I smile excitedly. This boy is giving me a really positive vibe.
"Have y-" I stop speaking once I see Aiden standing in front of me. His arms crossed over his chest, making the thin material of his white button up tighten around his biceps and outline his tattoos. An angry expression plastered across his beautiful face.
I sigh and place my hand on my hips, standing in front of his 6'2 height. I think he's a little taller.
"Can I help you?" He ignores me.
I poke his hard abs trying to bring his attention to me, butterflies erupting in my stomach from the contact. He is hard. That's what she said. Get a hold Avery!
"What?" He asks quietly through gritted teeth, before brining his eyes back to Ethan.
"Aiden! Stop staring at him!" I say but he ignores me.
I sigh and grab Ethans arm pulling him upstairs but as we pass Aiden, he stops us.
"Don't take another step upstairs Avery!
Or I swear-" He starts shouting. If he only knew we're project partners.
"Aiden! I've had enough! Can I please talk to you!
?" I ask irritated. He keeps his gaze on Ethan not answering my question.
I let go of Ethans arm and grab Aiden's.
"Ethan go to my room, it's the third door to the left, I'll be right back, " I say and he nods before walking upstairs.
"You! Come with me," I open the front door and step outside.
Aiden following suit, closing it behind him.
"What is your problem?" My voice so calm. I cross my arms over my chest, tapping my foot on the floor.
"My problem is that you bring home some dude and act as if I don't even exist, I'm not telling you that we had something but, fuck! You could have come to me!" He throws his arms up in the air. Glaring at me.
"You really think of me that way? That I bring home random guys?" My lips curl up at the ends, my voice coming out low. "And for your information, he's here for a project." I hug myself as the wind blows on my exposed arms, making me shuver slightly.
"Couldn't you find some better excuse?" My hand collides with his cheek. That freaking hurt. I shake my hand off to get rid of the pins and needles on my palm. His head turns to me slowly, a look of regret in his eyes.
"Stop thinking of me like that, he is here for a project! And your damn cheek hurt me." I mumble the last part, taking a step back from him.
"Avery, I-" he starts softly. "Don't, just leave me alone.
My brothers are probably waiting for you.
And forget that anything happened." I turn to open the door.
My hand presses down on the handle but it's slams shut the second it opens.
He spins me around and smashes his lips on mine.
Again. Will this dude ever stop doing this?
He always seems to be taking me by surprise.
But third times the charm. I really need to stop thinking about everything.
I kiss him back. Again.