Ok, I'm posting Chapter 18 as it stan...
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|Thu, 12-13-2001 - 4:54pm|
Ok, I'm posting Chapter 18 as it stands (m)--1st half
Ok, I didn't write this...they did. I just got used. ;) LOL! Is it too emotional do you think? Or are endings supposed to be that way? I didn't plan on it being this way....when I sat down to write it, it just came out. With any luck, it turned out good.
Annie rolled over in bed the following night and glanced at the clock on her nightstand. It was late and she knew she had to get up early for school the next morning, but for the life of her she couldn’t shut her brain off. Today at school had been worse then the day before; Aaron had avoided her at all costs.
Annie sighed and rolled over again, glancing out the window once she was comfortable. She spotted Aaron sitting on the swing in the backyard and quickly sat up. Not willing to give up on him so easily, Annie got up and quickly got dressed. She crept silently out of her room and down the stairs, then grabbed her jacket out of the hall closet before quietly heading for the backdoor.
Annie crept as quietly as possible through the yard, hoping Aaron wouldn’t hear her approach and leave before she could get to him. Fate was definitely on her side this night and she sent up a silent prayer of thanks as she managed to reach him before he even knew she was coming.
Aaron glared at her when she purposely stood between him and his wheel chair, effectively blocking his escape. She knew it was cruel, but she was desperate; she needed a way to make him stay and talk to her.
“Go away,” he spat, obviously still angry with her. After a moment he realized she wasn’t going anywhere and his eyes darted up at her. The amount of pain and anger she saw in that one small glance shocked her.
“Talk to me Aaron,” she pleaded softly, continuing to stare at him despite the fact that he wouldn’t look at her.
“One of us needs to leave. If it’s not gonna be you, then I guess it has to be me,” Aaron sat forward and stared at her for a moment, obviously expecting her to move.
“I’m not going anywhere Aaron,” she told him stubbornly, folding her arms across her chest for emphasis.
“I’ve already told you Annie; I don’t have anything to say to you. Now give me my chair back,” while his voice remained strangely calm, Annie could see how tense he was by how rigid he held himself.
“You can’t ignore me forever you know,” she told him, purposely trying to goad him. Annie continued to stare at him, refusing to budge and Aaron shifted uncomfortably, but remained silent. She knew if she just kept at it he would eventually crack and she would finally get to the heart of the matter.
“I do not want to have this conversation with you,” he told her, his voice carefully controlled. After a moment Aaron leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees, running a frustrated hand through his hair.
“I’m not leaving here until you talk to me,” she told him again. Aaron closed his eyes for a moment and Annie watched him clench his jaw.
“Don’t back me into a corner Annie,” he warned her, slowly shaking his head. “Don’t make me say something I’ll regret later.” Annie glanced down at his hands and saw the way they shook with the anger she knew he held barely in check.
Annie decided it might be best to give him a bit of space and a long, uncomfortable silence fell between them. Finally, after a few minutes had passed and he still hadn’t said anything, Annie decided that she’d had enough. She wasn’t about to let him get away ignoring her again. She thought the least she deserved was an explanation.
“The least you could do is tell me why you’re so angry with me,” she fumed at him. Aaron’s head snapped up, his blue eyes flashing angrily at her. Annie watched as the dam broke loose inside of him and she braced herself for the torrent of emotion she could see was coming.
“How could you do that? Did you really think I wasn’t going to find out?” he asked, glancing up at her with an incredulous look on his face. “God, I can’t believe I didn’t even see it coming,” Aaron stared down at the ground and shook his head, seemingly lost in his own thoughts. “Man, you sure had me fooled. How stupid could I have been?” He mumbled under his breath and then paused for a moment. “Damn it!” he swore, pounding an angry fist onto the arm of the swing. Annie stood shocked for a moment, watching as the swing shook with the reverberations. “How could you do that to me, Annie?” He asked her softly, glancing up at her. The anger she had seen earlier had faded, leaving only the heart-wrenching anguish that made her want to cry.
“Aaron, what are you talking about?” Annie found herself completely unprepared for what Aaron had said and stared at him in confusion. What he said was not what she had thought it was going to be.
“Don’t play dumb Annie. You know very well what I’m talking about,” he told her. The anger came back to his voice and Annie could almost see him putting the walls back up.
“I’m afraid I don’t,” she replied angrily. Try as she might she couldn’t help but throw some of his anger back in his face. He glanced up then, his normally bright blue eyes dark with the anger he felt.
“I saw you with him,” he told her, sounding like he couldn’t believe he actually had to say it.
“Who?” she asked, completely clueless by now as to what he was talking about.
“Chad,” Aaron spat the word at her, the name rolling off his tongue like a bad taste in his mouth.
“Oh my god,” Annie clamped her hand over her mouth and looked away as the realization struck her; Aaron had been in the hall at lunch yesterday. ���How much did you see?” She turned her head to look at him and managed to keep her voice calm despite the turmoil she was feeling inside. Her first thought was to wonder why in the hell he hadn’t come over to help her and the thought made her furious.
“Does it matter?” he asked, looking at her as if it was the dumbest question he’d ever heard.
“Yes, it does. How much?” She insisted.
“Let me take a wild stab in the dark here…” she paused, nodding her head knowingly at him. “You saw Chad kiss me in the hallway at lunch yesterday and you tucked your tail between your legs and ran.” When he didn’t reply, she knew she had gotten her answer. “Well, my dear, you should’ve stuck around because it got a whole lot more interesting,” she told him, hearing the anger creep into her own voice but not caring.
“What are you talking about?” he asked, glancing up at her, his brow wrinkled in confusion.
“What you saw was only a piece of what actually happened yesterday. Had you bothered to stick around, you might have found that out.”