I sighed rolling over its been about a week since we moved in and it has been great I never have to be upset about him leaving, I rolled over getting caught in the covers and rolling right to Ayden's side.
"morning" he said smiling down at me who was now smothering my face under blankets and Ayden's arm
"morning" I grumbled
"why aren't you asleep?" I asked from under the blankets
"because it's 4:30 in the morning I'm up by now" he said laughing at me
"well normal people sleep now" I said my face still caught under the blankets
"what about farmer's are they not normal" he said in a matter- o-factly tone
"well, yes but there insane" I said rolling back over trying to get comfortable
"that's stereotyping" he said
"well… I'm sure they won't be offended" I said finally lifting my head up to look at him and smile
"why is it even in the morning your beautiful?" he asked
"I'm not sure how I can answer that" I said laughing
"well a kiss might shut me up" he said smiling and rolling over to me pulling his arm around me
"I haven't brushed my teeth" I said a bit upset
"well I don't care" he said kissing me anyway I wasn't one to protest so I fell into it feeling his lips curve into a smile, I broke away mostly because I needed to breathe
" good morning" I cried smiling
"go back to sleep, ill make you breakfast if you like" he said
he didn't even need to tell me to go to sleep because when he said that I put my head on my pillow and fell back into the same dreams.
Ayden's point of view
this had to be the best morning I've ever had, just watching her sleep, her face cuddling the blanket and seeing the look on her face when we got here. How did I get this lucky I said to my self leaving the room after fixing the blanket and kissing her.
I walked down the halls and down the stairs to the kitchen pulling out the frying pans, thank god I'm this old or I wouldn't know how to cook I pulled the eggs out of the fridge and cracking them into the frying pan. I wonder how long she's going to sleep till I thought.
I spent the morning cooking her breakfast and a few minutes before the toast popped up I heard her come down the stairs, is it bad that I was already excited to see her?
she came into the kitchen and I made her sit at a chair and eat as much as she could. She thanked me and kissed me then told me she'd be right back. I waited for a while for her to come down; I heard things falling, crashing and breaking I ran up stairs as fast as I could… but she was gone…I called for her over and over running around the yard and into the forest I knew who would do this, I knew who would want to hurt me, my sadness quickly turned into anger as I stepped out of the forest and on to the highway. I as I ran my tears flew behind me…who ever did this was the last mistake they will ever make.