It's 11:50 am and I'm sitting in my car outside of the address Aiden sent me. It's a run down hotel and I'm not sure if I want to go in there. It could easily be a trap.
For seven minutes I sit and think. I think about all the different things that could happen and then slowly backed out of the parking lot.
I feel like a chicken.
A heartless chicken. I just couldn't get myself to do it. I'm selfish, terrified and stupid.
I drove home and walked into the house as soon as I got there. On the sofa, in the living room, was Selena, and she jumped up as she heard me coming.
"Where have you been?" She asked concerned. I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned.
"Um out," I just said. She didn't look convinced.
"But Becca, you're crying," she said still concerned. What? Am I crying? I touched my cheek and sure enough, I was crying. Again. I groaned and whipped them away quickly.
"I'm fine. I'm fine," I said and smiled, yet another one of the fake ones. Selena gasped.
"You didn't go see Aiden did you?! Please say you didn't!" She pleaded.
When I didn't answer, she hugged me tight and whipped my tears away.
"Selena I couldn't do it. I feel like such a bad person for not for not at least trying to save her!" I said, my voice cracking more than once.
"It's not you fault Aiden is messed up," I couldn't help but laugh a little through the tears. "Why don't we call the police and get all this solved, huh?" Selena said, pulling away from the hug.
I shook my head. "No, Selena, I have to make him give me another change. I can't let him do to Vanessa what he did to me!" I said and immediately regretted it, when Selena looked at me in confusion.
"What did he do to you Rebecca?" Selena asked, almost looking heartbroken, like somebody killed a puppy or something. I immediately shook me head and stuttered.
"No-nothing!" I said, a little too quickly. Selena looked hurt.
"Please, Becca, just tell me, please," she said almost pleading.
I shook my head, "No! It's none of you're business, just- leave me alone" I didn't mean to snap, but it was really not her damn business! I will probably tell her when I'm ready for it and at the right time. But now is not that time. I just shook my head and walked off, before I could see her expression.
I walked up to my room and locked the door. I walked over to the window seat and looked out over the neighborhood. I didn't know I was crying before my face reflected in the window. I furiously whipped the tears away, but they were quickly replaced by other tears.
Before I knew it, I was sobbing. I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket, letting me know I was receiving a phone call. I picked up the call without looking at the ID-caller.
"Hello," I said, totally sounding like I was crying. Damn! I cleaned my throat.
"Hi Rebecca, are you okay," Oh, just great! Just fucking great!
Um, yes, Louis, I-I'm fine," I stuttered and groaned internal. Out of all times, you call me, when I'm worst? Amazing.
"I don't believe you," he said stubborn. I felt unnecessary anger inside me.
"I'm fine!" I snapped and whipped my tears away once again.
"Sorry," he said quietly. I immediately felt bad.
"I-I'm sorry. It's just, I had an argument with Selena over a stupid thing, and I'm just really sad," I said, my voice cracking a little. I cleaned my throat again.
"I'm sorry to hear that Becca, just come to me if you wanna talk about anything, okay?" Louis said, I nodded but the remembered he couldn't see me.
"Yeah, thanks Louis, it means a lot," I said and smiled a little to myself. "Anyway, why did you call?" I asked, changing the subject.
"Oh, I just wanted to talk to you. I mean, I haven't talked to you since last week," He said. Wow, has it already been a week? It seems shorter..
"Oh okay, that's nice," I said. Things just got awkward.
"Yeah," was Louis' respond. Oh my god, this is so awkward!
"It's nice and all, Louis, but I have to go, I'll talk to you later okay? Okay bye," I said hanging up the phone, before he said anything.