Ally's POV
- 6 weeks after Tylers Death-
"Aiden?" I asked. I was in the apartment. It seemed much quieter since it was me and Aiden now. I was laying on the couch. Him, on the floor. We were both starring at the ceiling. Talking absentmindedly about WWII.
"Hmm?" He said. Aiden doesn't speak much these days. I know that he cry's. Alot. Basically every night. He doesn't know I know this. Too deep in thought to notice me walking by in the dark.
"Aiden... Aiden... I'm scared." I said. What am I scared of you ask? Well, I don't really know. Myself, Human Lives, Another terrorist attack. "Scared of what?" "Scared. That something else awful will happen. Scared that... Tyler didn't make it." Now, trust me I was raised on Christianity and such even though I don't attend church or read my Book as often as I should.
Aiden sat up straight and looked at me in a dumb founded expression. "What do you mean scared that 'Tyler didn't make it' *sigh* Hes gone Ally." "I mean to Heaven." I said, Now looking at him dead serious. "Oh, Well I'm pretty sure he did." Aiden lied back down on the floor. I started crying silent sobs. Aiden remained quiet for awhile, before carrying me slightly over his shoulder to my room. A room... that used to belong to Tyler as well. I fell into a deep sleep that night, Dreaming of a wedding. I couldn't see the faces of anyone in the wedding. The only real thing that was clear was that there was a baby. Just lying there on the floor near the doorway. Everyone was oblivious to it. The baby's face was too blurred out. It was also undermined whether it was a boy or a girl. Because it was only wearing a diaper.
I yawned as I sat up from the bed. "Ouch!" I yelled. a sharp pain seemed to have crossed my body from the inside. I groaned then got some clean clothes from my drawer and headed into the bathroom to shower and dress. As I showered I sang "Everytime we touch(slow)" By Casscada I normally don't sing but when Im feeling whirled emotions I do to calm my nerves.
When I stepped out of the bathroom Aiden was on the couch eating a bowl of cereal. "You didn't fix me any?" I asked while walking into the kitchen to fix my own bowl. "Nope, But you should be okay with that since your all into 'women in the workforce' and stuff." He said, mouth full of Cookie Crisps.
"Ugh, forget you too then." I made myself a bowl of corn flakes then went to sit on the couch next to Aiden. "So when are you gonna get a job?" He asked me with a clear mouth this time. "Excuse me? When are you gonna stop being such a Johnny Bravo?" I fired back. Hmph, not one of my best come backs. "What is that supposed to mean? I'm just saying... Since.. well, Tylers not here to take care of you, or me for that matter, Your gonna have to start pulling your weight to." He was looking into his half empty bowl with sad eyes. A small part of me wanted to go diva and be like 'I took care of myself!' stuff but I just let it go. Because I knew he was right. "Ok your right. I think I'd like to work at the book store. It would make me feel closer to Tyler." Aiden nodded then finished his breakfast and walked out the door.
Later that day around 1 o clock I was lying in bed, trying to imagine Tyler lying next to me. But I just couldn't. Maybe because I never imagined he wouldn't be there. I got up and decided to start searching through his things. To keep close. First I started through his clothes drawers. His shirts, pants, briefs and boxers. I also saw a receipt. It said 'Walmart 1 10k Gold necklace ... total Price: 900$' Whoa! My God, He didn't have to do that. I thought. Well then, where was the necklace? I decided to look for it later, because if it were going to be easy to find it, I would have found it by now. I continued looking through drawers and dressers and the closet and under the bed. I found a half empty box of cigarettes, 1 dirty sock, and his favorite orange shirt that Caroline gave him for his birthday. I always wondered why Tyler found it so interesting to smoke. Hmmm.. Maybe I could try smoking, Just to see... I pulled a cigarette out of the pack, found a lighter and lit it up. Remember to breathe out, not in. I kept thinking repeatedly. I put the cig to my mouth, took a drag, and breathed it out. Wow. I guess after so many times of watching Tyler do it I just kind of learned. I smoked on that cigarette for about 20 minutes before putting it out. It felt good to smoke. Calms the nerves and its so peaceful. "OUCH!" Another sharp pain crossed my insides. Gosh what is up with this? I went to bed late that night, around 12, but it couldn't have been that late since Aiden came back from wherever he went that morning around 2. Tyler... I love you. I thought before falling into a light sleep.
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