After a couple weeks he got into the hang of things somewhat, going to therapy, taking classes, and studying. Honestly, he looks way better, his burns finally healing and his mental state seeming way better. As I unlock the door, I walk in quietly, attempting not to wake him up. As per usual, I set my bag down and walk to his room. I always make sure he is there, and while checking , I realize.. he isn’t. Panic sets in immediately, so I walk to my room and I see a lump on the bed. Walking over, I feel my panic lower as I see him curled up. 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0j8haRkLFu
“Thank god.” I breathe out.
I get my clothes out and get into the shower, attempting to wash off the 20 hours I have been awake. It sorta works as I begin to look somewhat presentable. After drying off and getting ready for bed, tiredness really sinks in, and I lay beside him.
“Alex?” He asks.
“Yea?”
“You mind if I stay here?”
“You can stay, of course. Are you okay?”
“Bad dream.”
“Alright. My alarm is going to go off around 9 am for my noon classes, so you can go to the library there if you want.” I yawn.
“Can you help me with my work?”
“What subject?”
“English, it is just some reading.”
“Yea.”
I end up falling asleep shortly after that, and it isn't that bad for once.
I wake up the next morning to my alarm and see Aidan looking very unhappy as he hears it. He stretches his small fists before groaning and grumbling something along the lines of ‘I was sleeping ‘.
This requires me to get up and stretch, until I see his eyes stare at my abdomen. I realize that I forgot to put a shirt on, which means he can see all my scars. Tears form at his eyes, and he looks ashamed.
“You know you don’t have to make yourself feel bad, it was the past, and we can’t change it.”
“How many times?” He finally asks.
“16..”
“Oh…”
I see him sit up and see his wavy hair sticking up awkwardly in one part and sleep still in his face, he attempts to flatten his hair and rub his eyes, “Alex, can I try making breakfast?”
I stare at him for a second, remembering what happened the last time he tried cooking, and by tried I mean he nearly burnt the kitchen down.
“How about this.. let’s get ready and then I’ll help you cook so my kitchen is still intact.”
He nods and giggles, “I might not completely burn the apartment down…”
“Well, let us not figure that out today, and I’m going to get ready so I can start making breakfast.”
He nods and I grab a pair of jeans and a hoodie to change into after I’ve showered.
After I get ready, I walk out into the kitchen to see Aidan sitting on the couch peacefully reading a book and engrossed in it too. I smile to myself before grabbing pancake mix and cereal.
“Hey, Aidan I’m starting breakfast.”
He looks up and nods before getting up and grabbing a bowl.
“How much do I add?”
“Uh, depends, look on the box and then you can see.” 553Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKpy7U2wa3l
