Chapter 11: Move in with Me

Droplets of rain fell one by one, then two by two. All joining together as they were a world of one. Someone once said, every raindrop holds a story and sometimes you couldn't help but think if they did. That's what makes rain so beautiful. Makes it unique, special, different. The thunder erupted through the sky as the brunette held her bed covers close to her body, feeling the cold seeping throughout the room. She hadn't left her room in two weeks. All because of one blue eyed guy. One blue-eyed guy that happened to be no stranger to her.

Another roar fled through the sky as if it were trying to chase people away. It somehow succeeded as Aria pulled the covers even closer to her now shivering body. What was with the weather lately? Sunny, Cold, Rainy, Cloud, Snowy. It couldn't make up its mind. Hearing Brown Eyed Girl playing on her ipod, she sighed deeply and hugged the pillow, trying to get the blue-eyed savior out of her head. It was unfortunately harder than she thought it would be. The reason she hadn't left her room all week is because she knew he would follow her wherever. Luckily, she had been smart enough to lock the windows and close the curtains over.

"Aria?" Ella called through the door as she yawned and rubbed her face.
"Come in mom." Aria called to her, once her yawn had passed and she was settled peacefully again.

Walking in, she smiled a little, her eyes dull and dark with worry and sadness. Aria chewed on her lip and tilted her head slightly. She thought she had problems, that's just bad.

"Me and your dad are going to...our divorce attorney, okay? We'll be back soon. Hopefully the rain will have stopped, it's dreadful." Ella told her and walked out, closing the door over as Aria sighed sadly. Divorce Attorney, could she get a Vampire Attorney? Keeping a certain handsome, mind stealing vampire away from her?

Walking into the Grill, she faked a smile to the customers and made her way over to Matt, who was standing behind the bar, cleaning it down in his ordinary fashion. Last night, she had decided since her parents were working on screwing up her life, away on their divorce attorney journey, that she would screw it up a little more and turn into work to earn some money, to run away from the disaster of life.

"Aria, so nice to see you up and about." Matt told her with a grin and nodded towards the back, "You know where everything is, get to it."
"Sir." She gave him a salute as he shook his head and served a customer, leaving her to wander into the backroom and drop her stuff onto the ground.
"Someone out here for you Aria!" Matt called to her as she rolled her eyes and pulled her apron on.
"I'll be out in a minute!" The brunette yelled, not in the mood as she grabbed a notepad and let out a yawn.

Walking out, she wrote her name on her notepad and looked up, freezing in her spot. Of course. Of course HE was here. How convenient was that now? Shaking her head with a roll of her eyes, she walked past him and went round tables, pouring fresh cups of tea.

"Aria!" Damon called, following her up the row of tables as she continued pouring the tea, "Aria!"
"What Damon?" She hissed when she turned to him, anger flaring in her eyes, along with the hidden regret and sadness.
"Stop and talk to me for a minute." He told her, a hint of pleading in his voice.
"I do NOT want to talk to YOU...how about you go and feed your lies to someone else who wants to hear them huh?" Aria poured more tea, walking around the tables, not noticing that all eyes in the grill were focused on her and Damon.

"Aria, I love you okay? I love you." Damon told her with sincerity in his voice as she froze in her spot and felt a lump grow in her throat.

Everyone watched with interest and curiosity as they wanted to see what the brunette would do next. Turning around slowly, she looked at Damon as she held back a smile. Looking into his eyes, she seen the normal beautiful blue, a dark grey shade with hurt and pain in them. Swallowing, she opened her mouth to say something until the doors of the Grill swung open and two cops walked in.

"Aria Montgomery?" One of the cops said, taking his hat off as she looked at him in confusion.
"Uhm, y...yes that's me." She murmured softly and averted her eyes from Damon, "Can I help you?"
"You need to come with us please." He told her, placing his hat back on.

Giving him a little nod, she walked into the backroom, pulling off her apron and threw it into a pile. What had she done now? Picking up her bag, she swung it over her shoulder and walked out, avoiding everyone's stares and walked out past Damon with the cops.

Aria sat with a cup of hot chocolate in her hands and stared at the floor, silent tears making their way down her face. She'd been home for a couple of hours now after the police had asked her away from the Grill. Turns out that was the worse decision of her life. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she sniffed as more tears fell down her pale cheeks and dropped into her cup. Putting her hot chocolate to the side, she hugged her knees and closed her eyes, letting out a sob.

Turns out when her parents were on their way back from their divorce attorney, they were caught in a crash with a drunk driver. Unfortunately, when they were hit on impact they died straight away. No chance of survival that they were hit so hard. They'd died yesterday, but it took them today to get to her. Since she was under 18, she had two choices. Go into adoption or find a respectful adult to be her supervision.

Wiping at her tears, she looked around at the boxes she had packed up and swallowed, choking on a sob. She'd seen a lot of things coming in her life, but never her parents dying and leaving her at the age of 17. Rubbing her arms, she took a shaky breath and pushed herself up from the floor as she moved towards the boxes and slowly wrote on them, her whole body in a constant shaking rhythm. She'd decided that she would go in for adoption, there was no one left that could take her. Her parents were last choice for her. A last chance.

Standing around the graves, she swallowed and put on a brave face, watching everyone around crying and beginning their mourning. At least they could show it, she had to be strong. Lacing her fingers together, she took a shaky breath and watched them shovel the mud on top of the coffins and closed her eyes, trying to keep her emotions in check. Opening her eyes again, she looked over to Mike who was staring at the coffins with silent tears trickling down his cheeks. Rubbing at her cheek, she watched him, trying to stop the tears and shook her head, looking back.

Walking over, she bent down slowly and dropped two roses on the graves and blew a kiss to them with a soft smile and looked up at the sky as if she were saying goodbye to them. Getting up again, she returned to her place and closed her eyes with a silent sniff. Watching everyone begin to throw some mud in, they walked away, leaving her and Mike.

"Mike." She whispered quietly as he looked up and glared at her.
"This is all your fault. They would have still been fine if it wasn't for you and that stupid teacher!" He yelled at her and stormed off as she took a deep breath and rubbed at her throat, trying to hold her tears back.

She'd been trying to convince herself for a week now that what happened was nothing to do with her. But deep down she knew that she slowly broke them apart, drove them away from happiness. She didn't want to face the aftermath of her consequences. Unfortunately, she had to.

Looking up, she froze slightly, seeing Damon standing on the other side of the graveyard, looking at her with a soft smile as returned it weakly, a single tear falling and turned on her heel and began walking out of the graveyard, needing to leave her mistakes behind and to think of her future ahead.

Lying on her bed, she started at the ceiling, not wanting to look at the emptiness of her room. It was all gone, all her stuff, packed in boxes downstairs, just waiting for her to move. She would contact the adoption place tomorrow and tell them she was ready for a home. Another home. Mike was back home, staying with friends. He didn't want to see her or talk to her. Who could blame him after all? He leaves them for a while and their parents are okay. Then all of a sudden, he leaves and they're...dead.

Hearing the doorbell, she forced herself up and let out a sigh as she made her way downstairs. Who was it now? More mourners? Pulling the door open she swallowed.

"Oh, Damon...hi. What are you doing here?" Aria asked, wrapping her cardigan tightly around her.
"I wanted to see how you were." He responded, his blue-eyed sparkling with promise as she chewed her lip.
"Just...great, thank you." She murmured and avoided his eyes.

"You've always been a terrible liar." Damon told her with a coy smile as she looked at him, narrowing her eyes slightly.
"Not funny." She muttered as he shrugged, tucking his hands into his back pockets.
"Sorry. I really wanted to see how you were. Truthully, you didn't look so good yesterday."
"Well I'm fine today." She told him with a shrug.

Looking around, he bit his lip as he seen all the labeled boxes taking up half of the house and looked back at her to see her gaze on the floor and a swarm of tears glittering her eyes that she was trying to hold back. Lifting his hand, he gently brushed his knuckles against her cheek, causing her to look up.

"No you're not. Your not fine Aria." Damon told her, wiping a tear that fell as she swallowed the lump growing in her throat.
"How do you know?" Aria question, knowing it was stupid, but thought it was the only thing she could say in this situation.
"Because I know you...like the back of my hand." Shrugging, he moved his hand into her hair and moved closer, staring down at her.

"You really want me to say something to that? I can't...I just...can't..." Leaning into his touch, she closed her eyes as more tears fell.
"Then do something for me, one thing?" He whispered as she opened her eyes and looked into his.
"Okay." A hushed whisper fell from her lips as he brushed his lips against hers, causing her eyes to flutter in response.
"Move in with me." Opening her eyes, she glanced at him, looking into his eyes and slowly leaned up, pressing her lips against his.

A/N: Hey everyone, I know you were waiting for this, sorry for the wait :D

Shauna
xx