A New Perspective

~Aaron McLaughlin Fan-Fiction~ A 17 year-old girl finds herself stuck and not knowing where to go. She just got into a foster home with eight other foster kids, her being the oldest is given all the responsibility, and soon finds herself overwhelmed and wanting a escape. She one day finds herself wandering the streets and a boy seems to catch her eye. He decides to talk to her and soon have a mural agreement in feelings... But along with feelings of loves comes with sadness and things of the past.


8. Mistakes Were Made

Chapter Eight-- Mistakes Were Made

-Aaron's POV-

I'm on the road, I don't know where I'm going exactly...

I keep driving. I stop driving, I'm growing tired. I buy a motel room.

I buy some dinner and I lay down and slowly fall into a dreamless sleep, I vomit in the bathroom next door. It was dirty and the smell was horrid and only made me wanna vomit more.

The food was nasty, and probably is what made me sick.

I lay in bed... I couldn't believe it but I actually missed my mom and dad. And most of all... I strangely missed Derek.

But I for sure missed Angel... I knew I would she's not an easy-to-forget kinda girl. I wish I didn't screw everything up with my damn feelings.

I sometimes wonder what it's like to live with no worries... I for sure had many of them.

Why can't I be perfect?

Why can't this world be perfect?

Of course... For too long we've lived in an imperfect world.

Tears full my eyes as I feel I'm going to vomit again, but I try hard to ignore it.

I feel tears rush down my warm cheeks, I wish I could go back, and change everything. Yeah I'd change the fact I left of course... But I'd change ever kissing her.

I'm so cold... This place has no heating.

Why the hell did I come here, and oh what I'd do.... To get a time machine and change everything.

~Angel's POV~

I wake up and I have a massive unforgettable headache.

I soon think of one name... Aaron.

Where is he.

I shoot up ignoring my pounding headache and the unsettling feeling in my stomach and I run out of his room.

I look in the living room, kitchen, dining room, movie room, and his parent's room.

He's gone.. He left.

I look at the time, maybe he'll comeback.

I sit down, half an hour passes, I soon notice... His suitcase is gone.

What, I refuse to believe what was true, was true.

I feel my eyes water, my stomach tighten (and no just because my major hangover) I run my fingers through my long curly greasy brown hair as my eyes can't hold the tears in anymore.

My tears fall down my face.

I lean against a warm wall and I slide down it and sit down leaning against it crying, no change that, I was bawling.

I hear the door open, I figure it's just Derek, so I choose to ignore it.

I hear someone sit next to me.

The person tucks my hair behind my ear and wipes off a tear off my cheek.

I turn and see it's Aaron, I hug him and cry more, but this time tears of joy.

"I'm so glad to see you here." I mumble throw my tears.

Once I'm done crying I release the hug.

He smiles... Then his face grows pale, almost like Derek's. Then he tuned his head, grabbed a trash can... And vomits in it... Great.

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