CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Do I Remember? (EDITED)

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Aiden's POV
I felt so many emotions right now. I wanted to hate Ashley so much for the twisted game she had pulled off. I wanted to hate her for playing with my emotions and stabbing my heart a million times, it hurt like hell being back stubbed by someone i considered a close friend.

This is someone i spend most of my time with for God's sake. Even though she has been reserved for the past few years i thought she got better and interactive this year.I wonder if she has some mental illness.

However, with all the negative emotions i feel towards her i can't bring myself to hate her "Fuckkkkk!!!!" I scream hitting my steering wheel. I wanted to flinch at my own voice, I rarely raise my voice or cuss out loud anyway

I've been driving for hours trying to clear my head but all i could think about is her and everything she said. But what sticks out the most is 'Do you remember?"

I ran a hand through my hair in frustration "you have an incoming call from mom, should i answer or ignore?" My virtual assistant questioned

I sighed "answer and put on speaker" almost immediately mom's voice rang through my speakers

"Aiden are you sleeping out? Alicia wants you to tuck her in" she spoke while trying to shush Alicia in the background

"Aiden come home, you promised to tuck me in" Alicia said through the phone I'm assuming she grabbed

I sighed remembering i promised to tuck her in today "alright, I'm on my way" the line went silent then a quick okay and the sound of the call ending followed ..

The drive back home was quick. I shut the engine off then headed for the front door.

When i walked in, i was greeted with the site of Alicia on the floor. She looked tiny in the middle of the foyer, and she wore her piggy onesie like she did the past two nights, singing 'twinkle twinkle little star' while looking up at the chandelier

When i shut the door behind me, her head snapped to the direction the sound came from. Her face lit up at the sight of me, she stood and bolted to my direction.

I picked her up and gave her a brief hug then kissed the top of her head and flattened the hairs sticking out of her near pigtails "mmm, you smell like candy" i tickled her then put her on my back while heading up stairs

"Nooo... that's cupcake silly" she giggled after i stopped tickling her

"Really" i gasped "why cupcakes?"

"Because mama gave me cupcakes after supper so i felt cup cakey and i wanted to bath with my cupcake soap" she explained

I chuckled at her choice of words "cup cakey?"

"Yesss" she beamed at me

"And where did you find cup cake shampoo from?" I asked while balancing her with one hand so she didn't fall off my back so i could easily open her bedroom door

"I don't know, mama got it for me" she said with a yawn

I bent and placed her down on her bed then laid down and faced her. She mirrored my action by rested her head on her palm and faced me

"So how was your day" i asked when we were both comfortable under her blanket

"It was fine because i didn't have dance class today" she replied and i nodded only paying half attention, knowing she would immediately start blabbering about all the events of the day.

But before she could i looked across the room at the clock "Alicia is its almost 10:30pm why didn't you just leave mama tuck you in today? Its way passed your bedtime"

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