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“There’s gotta be shit growing in here that you don’t need to be inhaling.” “Stop talking.” “Start listening.” She levels with me. “I’m not leaving.” Figured as much. “Even if this place is making you sick? You can’t go to work or school if you’re feeling like—” “Please don’t,” she cuts me off, eyes glazed but hard on my face. “Don’t show that you care. That makes… It’s hard for me, okay?”
“Keep eating.” “Don’t boss me around.” “Don’t be stubborn.”
“Tough luck for you. I’m not letting you get your way that easily. If I didn’t have anywhere else to go, I’d stay here and bug you until you fall asleep.” She deadpans. “Then what? You’d watch me snore?”
“Wouldn’t be the first time.” Silence.
I know I’m not being fair, but when is life ever that way? We all have to come to terms with what we’re given, and the nights I got to watch her sleep peacefully beside me in bed were some of my favorites. When I dozed next to her, it was usually the best slee...
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Raine helped change you so don’t think I copped a feel. Unblocked my number in your phone. Text me when you’re awake.
climbing in beside me. My arms hug my knees tightly to my chest, my feet propped on the edge of the seat in a protective stance. “I’m not a whore,” I whisper, failing at patching the internal wall up as a tear slides down my cheek. He turns the truck on, not looking at me once as he puts it into drive. “No, baby. You’re a survivor.”
I want to tell him to stop beating himself up over it, but then I’d be a hypocrite. We’re all our own worst enemies.
“When you meet the right person, it doesn’t matter what happens because fate will always bring you together.”
“Above all else,” she says softly, “choose happiness. Not anybody else’s, but yours. Because at the end of the day, you’ll find a lot more of it when you open yourself up to everything life has to offer when you’re truly content with where you are in it.”
When they leave and it’s just Aiden and I left in the living room, I turn and look up to see a smirk on his face. “Don’t say it.” “Boyfriend, huh?” I blush. “It just came out.”
“I didn’t mind it.” “But we haven’t—” “It’s always been you, Ivy,” he cuts me off confidently.
He sighs in defeat. “Are you sure?” “Out of your head, Griffith,” I tease him, tugging on his shirt until he meets me halfway for a kiss. “Overthinking won’t get you anywhere.” A sly, knowing smirk stretches his lips as he pecks me again. “Turning the tables, I see.” I simply shrug, waiting for the line. When he realizes that, he chuckles. “My head is always in the game, Underwood.”
“Was that so hard?” I tease, passing her what I owe. “I hate you sometimes.” I lean in again, crowding her space. “I dare you to hate me, Ivy. We both know you don’t. You couldn’t even if you tried.” Her breath falters at the words I’ve said once before, except now the meaning is completely different. Because she loves me. Even if she won’t admit it yet.
“I know I’ve said it before, but I love you. You gave me back my life, Aiden.” The truck slows in traffic. “You did that yourself, Ivy. Never forget it.”
