Catching My Breath

Aiden Sanders was the mysterious girl,the one who never showed emotion, and never let anyone in. She always blocked it all out, no one knew why, but she did. He did, he left her breathless and on the cold hard ground. Things changed for Aiden, life kept moving fast, and she never seemed able to Catch Her Breath through the whole entire mess, but what happens when that certain "him" comes back?


7. Chapter Five

Aidens POV:

I can't believe he just thinks he can talk to me. That he can just come in here and act like everything's okay when he himself knows it's not. Then to take it even a step farther, he's going to pretend that he actually cared how I felt! I just never knew I could be so mad..

I stopped myself at that thought. I needed to calm down. There was no use in getting hurt over a prick like Liam. There was no sense in getting hurt over anything. I just had suck it up and move on. Like I should've done before he left.

"Honey! How'd it go with Liam?" My father asked walking towards me. I just shrugged indifferently. I wasn't going to tell him I slapped him in the face and forced him out. He didn't need to know that, nor would he ever because by now, Liam would never be coming back.

"So it went well?" He assumed smiling and sitting down next to me. I cringed and moved away from him. I didn't liked to be in the same room with him, let alone on the same couch. "You know Aiden, he's a great lad. Especially compared to the kind you hang around," he continued on after I didn't answer him. 

I sighed, he was ridiculous. He was lucky I even had friends anymore. Sure I liked to keep to myself, but I wasn't a complete loner. I also didn't understand how he could expect me to have friends he could classify as "great lads." I mean no "great lads" wanted to hang around with me. I just wasn't good enough.

"Aiden, just because your mom left, and hasn't tried to have a relationship with you, doesn't mean we can't have one," he sighed sliding closer to me again. I couldn't do this, he wasn't being fair. He knew my mum had nothing to do with this. He knew this was his fault. It all was.

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. I had to remind myself this. I knew I couldn't spend anymore time with my dad at the moment without it affecting me. I just had to get out. I knew exactly where to go too...

I stood up without at word and headed towards the door. I slipped on my shoes and a hoodie quickly. I could hear my father get up and follow me quickly. "Where are you going?" He called from a few seats behind me. "Out," I replied simply not even looking back as I continues out the door and down the street.

Liam's POV:

"Mum, come on. I never really had friends back home in the first place. I don't want them now that I've become famous," I groaned as my mum came up for the sixth time to try and make me go out. 

It wasn't that I was antisocial or anything. I just didn't want friends from fame. Even though Aiden didn't know it, she was always the reason I never had friends. It wasn't that she kept me from my friends, it was just that nobody wanted to hang around the "loner". They just didn't know her like I did. They didn't understand I chose her over anyone else.

"Liam, at least go out and get some tea. Just get out of the house," my mum pleaded. I knew my mum just wants the best for me, and in her eyes, staying inside all night wasn't it. There wasn't any use in fighting with her, especially since I really could use a cup of tea.

"Alright mum," I agreed with a small smile and a peck on her cheek. She smiled as I moved passed her for shoes and coat. "Just don't be out too late, you know how it gets at night downtown," she warned. I nodded slipping on my shoes. Wolverhampton was a pretty nice area when you didn't stay in town too long into the night. Like most relatively large cities.

I kiss my mums cheek one more time before shrugging on my hoodie and walking out. I started down the street towards my favorite tea shop. I look up and down the streets at all the shops, it's all the same. Even the small flowers they plant around the trees along the sidewalk are the same.

"Come on, everyone's doing'll like it.." I hear some guy pleading. "Rafael, I don't want to..come on..lets just go-" "No come on babe..just do it real quick. Come on we all do it," the guy cut the girl off. "I really don't want to," the girl mumbled. I barely heard her but I'd know the voice was Aiden.

Without really thinking about it, I started down in the direction of voices. "Come on..please..for me baby?" I kept running towards the voices. If he kept up like that, I knew he'd get her to crack. Whatever he was trying to get her to do. 

I see them at the end of the alleyway. There were a group of them all huddled. Aiden was almost pushed up against the wall, she had nowhere to go. They weren't really giving her a choice. They held what looked like a joint up to her face. She pressed her face closer to the wall to try not go inhale the fumes. 

I started to run down the alley, I had to help her. I pushed through the scattered people and grabbed her hand. I could hear the guy named Rafael shouting for her to come back.
Aiden was fighting me and trying to push me away, but I wasn't letting go until I got her away. I ran farther and farther down the road. 

Finally though, she pushed me off. "What the hell Liam? What are you doing?" She snapped taking a step away from me. I didn't expect a thank you, but it still hurt. "I was just..just helping you. You needed help. They were going to make you smoke that..." I trailed staring into her gray eyes. 

"Well, I didn't need your help. I didn't want your help," she glared at me. Her eyes seemed to grow cold. Her words cut like knives. I knew she meant it. I couldn't seem to care about that though..I cared more about her well being. 

"Are you okay?" I sighed. She shook her head in absolute disbelief. "I can't believe you! I tell you I don't want your help! I don't need your help and you still ask me if I'm okay!" She laughed ironically. "Well are you?" I pressed. "Yes, peachy," she said sarcastically. Well that was a bit more like herself.
"You wanna head home?" I offered smiling slightly. She just sighed and started home ahead of me. I knew that she wasn't very happy with me, but I don't care, she was okay for now. That's all that mattered.

Aidens POV:

I can't believe him. I just slapped him and kicked him out of my house only a few hours ago, and he still came and helped me. I didn't even need help. I could've gotten out of that all by myself. There was no need for him to come and barge in and mess everything up. I didn't need him to come pull me away like I was child.

If I was really being honest though, Rafael wouldn't have let me go until
I tried it. I really didn't want to get into drugs. I needed to keep a clear head because as soon I graduated I was gone. Secretly I really did appreciate it, I wasn't going to tell him though. Especially since I didn't appreciate him just ruining all the friendships I've ever had. None of them were going to talk to me again now. So now I truly was alone.

Before I know it, I'm at my house again. "Aiden! Wait a sec!" Liam called from behind me. I didn't turn to him, I just stood outside my door. He quickly caught up. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have interfered like that," he apologized. I could tell he was sincere. I couldn't help but laugh ironically again. 

He looked at me strangely and I just shook my head. "I'll see you later Liam.." I open my door and leave him out there. I was happy he saved me again, I was happy he was home, but I didn't want him to know that. I didn't want anyone to know that. Not even myself.

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