Chapter 20: 20

Aaron POV continued

I ran to my room. I was burning in anger just minutes ago, but now it has turned to sadness. First, I was heartbroken, but now I couldn’t feel my heart anymore. Why does he have to take every freaking thing from me? The time I saw him in her eyes, he told me if I needed a chance I should try that school even though I know James was there too. Still, I followed just because of her but knowing everything he still did.

Why the fuck is he doing this to me?

Why? Do I look like a pushover? Why do I cry and tell him because he took the one I love? Maybe it is because he always feels happy whenever he takes one of my things. It was the same as the first time I was happy with my mark and ran to show dad my mark report, but I found him beside me holding his mark report and getting patted by him.

I know I was jealous of him to my core, but who started it? Was it me? I don’t think so. If dad were seeing my report and patted my head the same as he does I need to be going crazy with these broken feelings inside me? I don’t think so. It’s all their fault.

I started packing my bags. I threw many things on my way packing but I know once I let go of this place, this place will be him in no time, so why should I even make it good? When it is not something, I could call mine as well.

"Aaron, wait a minute! We can talk about this", I can’t believe he even comes to my room following me all the way.

"Listen to me once. I could explain everything. Stay here. I will tell you everything. I will talk to Dad. he will never raise his hand again. Please stop, where will you ever leave?" he said, but every sentence he said hurt me a lot.

"What did you just say? You will explain everything to me? You will explain to me what? You want me to believe you have feelings for her when I couldn’t see shit in your eyes? No, right? Then get the fucking ass of yours out of here. And yeah, what you said? You will tell dad? Or you are just telling me he is only your dad, not mine?"

"Tell your so-called dad I don’t need him when he has discarded me like a useless piece." That was my last sentence to him as well as my dad.

I picked up my luggage and ran downstairs. I could see Mr Morris, king, still standing in the same place I saw him before. He didn’t even bother to stop me, which is clear that he didn’t even want me to stay here anymore. In just two more months, I will be eighteen, a legal adult. I’m no longer a child, either. Even if I was a child, who the fuck even made me feel like a child? No one.

I kept looking at everyone, but they looked away, making me laugh.

I walked toward the entrance, but I stopped the moment I saw a car stop in front of me. I’m sure I know who it is but I still wait at the entrance, letting him come to me. It was none other than my grandfather.

"Where are you going?" he asked while I didn’t say anything.

He walked toward Mr Morris and asked, "What’s going on?"

"Why does this place look like this? Why does this guy have blood on his lips? Why is Aaron’s cheek swollen and he is holding luggage? Tell me what’s going on?" he asked.

"Dad, it is nothing like that", he again tried to ignore the situation but grandfather didn’t let him.

"I know you Morris so stop hiding things and spill it out", he said.

Mr Morris explained the entire situation but he again stated, "Don’t worry dad he is still a kid so he won’t be able to go anywhere and he will return in no time."

"Huh! In no time?"

I could feel the depth of his words.

"Do you even consider him as your child?" he asked.

"It’s nothing, dad", Mr Morris said, but he ignored it.

"I will never place my feet here again as your son anymore. In fact, in two months I’m turning adult, so soon I will set myself free from this shitty relationship and this title, which is not even worth even if I’m using it for years.", I said and again tried to leave when grandfather stopped me.

"Come with me to my place", he said.

"Your place?"

"Yes", he said and patted my head just like I wanted. He had a smile on his face, making me forget all my worries. I couldn’t express how a little warm touch made my day. I only want to hold this old man, even if it will be for a second. This warmth is like winning a lottery for me.

"You will come, right?" he asked again, making me nod.

"Stop, please don’t go Aaron." I could hear James keep telling me not to go but I couldn’t understand why he was going to this extent to stop me. He knows I never liked him the moment he comes. We never even had a proper conversation, even if it was not for Ayla.

Why are you showing you are warm when your warmth is only hurting me each time?

"Dad, stop him!!!!! He is going with him. If he goes now, he will never come. Please stop him", he kept pulling him but this only made me feel bad. I could feel all the gazes poking behind my back. All must be wondering how selfish I’m who made James panic like that, but do they even bother to see my side? No, maybe?

"You ok? Grandpa asked.

I nodded again.

"No matter how I ask you, you still don’t look good. Did he hit you hard? Is your cheek still in pain? You can tell me, I will call the doctor immediately", he said while looking at my cheek but I shook his hand.

"I’m ok, but I’m hurt mentally. I’m not sure if I will say I’m ok or I’m not. I don’t understand what I’m doing. My heart is in too much pain." I clenched my shirt.

"Why? Tell me what happened?"

"You will laugh", I chuckle.

"I won’t", he said.

"I don’t know when it started, but whenever the thought pierces through my skin, she is going too far from me, my heart aches. I couldn’t cope with the pain, nor could she understand my heart. I have zero ideas why the hell my first love hurts like crazy, making it so hard for me to breathe". Everything will be less than the pain I’m holding is beyond everything.

I kept telling myself that if I were to reveal my proper age and meet her the way James did, will she like me? But I don’t know my answer. I never know there will be one day when my heart will beat louder for a girl and make everything blur in front of me, but keep focusing on one person all the time. Just looking at her makes my heart ache.

"First, love comes and goes so you can fall in love again. It’s not like it’s not possible", Grandpa said.

"Who knows if I’m going to love one the way I fall for her", I smiled.

"You are just like your mother", he smiled.

"Mother? How?" I asked.

"It is nothing", he tried to ignore but I was resistant too.

"Tell me", I said.

"She used to talk like you when she met your dad when she was in school. I did not know what had gotten into her but she often sat beside me and talked a lot of things about your dad like dad, His eyes were glittering like stars. No, they are gems. Dad, he is this, he is that. She almost chewed my head, talking about everything. But there was a time she came to me and said her first love will never be fulfilled no matter how she begged, no matter how she cried as first love never fulfils", he said while his eyes were already teary.

"She cried a lot that day. I don’t know what happened to her but she didn’t even move from the place but kept crying, making me worry. She was my only daughter but after a long time Morris’s dad came to talk about marriage so I agreed as I too want my daughter what she wants but who knows I pushed her into a loveless marriage which chewed her up." He said.

"Yeah so in reality her first love was never fulfilled even if she married the person she liked even when you were born but the satisfactory feelings sure was a dream for her. I now no longer remember when the last time I saw her smile was."

His words were painful for me as well as if his words were telling me yeah first love truly never fulfil.

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