Killing the Past

I slowly crawled out from under the covers trying not to hurt her in any way. I kissed her forehead, which had finally become warm again and slipped out. I walked home and found my mom, as always in the kitchen. But something seemed different. She was actually humming while baking. "Oh, welcome home," she smiled immediately stopping what she was doing, she never liked to hum or sing in front of people.

"Hi, listen, I'm tired I'm just going to go to bed," I sighed as she nodded and let me retire to my room. After undressing I climbed under the covers and looked at the ceiling thinking how lucky I was to have her in my life. Before I knew it, I was asleep.

I woke to the sound of my alarm ringing, which I quickly turned off. When I rolled over, I saw a black suit hanging on my closet door causing my chest to hurt a little. "Justin, get up we have to leave in an hour," my mom shouted weekly. I already could hear the pain in her voice and that today was going to be a long day.

As I was told, I got up, showered, and changed. "There you are," she said, her black veil already covering her probably puffy red eyes. The two of us walked to my car and I drove to the funeral home. The place reeked of death, but that was no surprise.

We walked in and I took my seat right next to my aunt, who tired to smile but was already torn down. Scott, Allison, Stiles, and Jackson, yes even Jackson sat behind me. Lydia even showed up. "I am so sorry," she said hugging me as I nodded letting a few tears drop onto her shoulder. She soon sat next to Jackson and took his hand. I was zoned out the entire service and I kept receiving an occasion rub on the back or shoulder from one of my friends.

"And now a few words from Justin Topain," someone called as I slowly got up and dragged myself to the podium. I couldn't believe I was starring at my best friend and cousin. He looked like wax. He looked so still, it wasn't right.

"Reg Topain, born June 1, 1989 as Reggie Michael Topain," I started now looking at my aunt. "What's there to say about Reg? Well I know he was the only person that would take on three bullies twice his size to protect his friends; he was a fighter from the beginning. He will be missed by all and anyone who came in contact with him. Thank you," I said quickly walking back to my seat trying to hold back all my emotions. I hated to cry, it showed a sign of weakness and I was using all my power to stay calm.

An hour after the funeral I was finally allowed to leave and of course I went back to the hospital. I needed comfort and I knew the only person who could give it to me. I went to the tenth floor and walked into Aideen's room, but she wasn't there. Her room was empty. "Excuse me, Nurse, where was the girl who was in this room?"

"Oh, O'Connor right?" she asked as I nodded. "A man checked her out and said he was taking her home," she shook her head confused before walking down the hall. Her dad was going to have to go through me if he wanted her. I ran down the hall and took the elevator to the ground floor, I ran for the front door to see if she had left yet, but I didn't see Mr. O'Connor's truck or Aideen.

"Come on, where are you?" I begged running back into the hospital thinking she had not left yet. I ran up and down the halls until I found what looked like Aideen sitting in the courtyard, so I ran out and sighed in relief when she looked up at me, but she didn't look too happy. "What…what's wrong?" I asked trying to catch my breath. "Aideen, what's wrong?" I asked as she tried speaking but couldn't. I quickly knelt in front of her and grabbed her hands. A few tears fell and landed on my hands, I was getting really worried.

"I'm going back…"

"Of course you are, Mr. Argent and I…"

"No, Justin, I am going back to Texas," she sniffed.

"What are you talking about?"

"My dad is forcing me to come back, he threatened me."

"With what…you have nothing left," I blurted sadly hating those words.

"With you, Justin." Cold dread filled my heart. "He said if I go peacefully then he won't hurt you," she cried caressing my cheek.

"He can't do this! By law you're an Argent."

"No, he can. He found a loop hole through the system." She pulled her hand back and slowly pulled the ring off.

"No, Aideen, you can't! I lost you once, I am not going to lose you again," I snapped as she placed the ring in my hand. My fingers closed with her small hand still in it. "Look at me…" she still looked away, "look at me," I barked as she jumped and made full eye contact. "If you love me, you will break away from him and let him leave."

"I do love you, baby, it's just I want you to live. Please don't make this harder than it has to be."

"Aideen, you don't get it. He signed you off, he doesn't care about you. He thinks…"

"Justin, stop talking, please. Everything hurts, and I just want to be with you but we can't have a normal life. We can't spend the rest of our life together. It was a mistake we got engaged. We are too young to think of marriage."

"No, Aideen, that is your dad talking. We know what love is, and you can't tell me otherwise."

"Justin, listen, when the time comes you'll know."

"Yeah, and that time already came. I know it's you, Aideen! Please listen to how stupid you sound. He brainwashed you into thinking that I am bad. He is the bad one, he's an alcoholic Aideen. They find their refuge in liquor. Please don't make this mistake," I begged as my chest began to hurt.

"Aideen, come on," I heard her dad snap behind me. I helped her up and started to walk her to her wheelchair when Mr. O'Connor shoved me out of the way and placed his daughter in the chair. He pushed her out of the courtyard. "You're lucky, she cares so much about you since you were the only thing I could convince her to come home with."

"When do you leave?"

"First thing Monday morning."

"That's two days from here," I growled as he smiled.

"The sooner the better," he snapped. "You come near my daughter, your head will go above my fireplace. You hear me…wolf?" he whispered before walking out. Aideen made full eye contact until she had disappeared behind the wall. I opened my hand and found Aideen's ring in my hand seeing I wasn't dreaming I sat on the bench and felt like crap.

After a few I walked down the street and home, my phone began vibrating and I ignored it since I didn't want to talk to anyone and once again I placed the ring in my pocket. As I walked up my driveway I noticed there were quite a few cars and I thought people were over to keep my mom happy, but when I opened the door it wasn't a depressing sight, it was a party…a party for something. "Hey, where's Aideen?" Scott asked as I shook my head not wanting to talk about it. He shook it off and shoved me into the crowd until I came to where Stiles and Allison were, they were laughing about God only knew what.

"Hey, I'm sorry for your lose," Allison screamed over the music while hugging me as I nodded.

"You want a drink?" my mom asked holding a tray of beers. Allison and I had the same face while Scott and Stiles took a beer, but she looked so happy so I took one. I took a deep sip nearly chocking on how much came in. Maybe the drink would get rig of her from my mind.

"You ok?" Scott asked as I nodded.

"Yeah, I'm good." The party was kind of fun but could have been better if Aideen showed up. My mind was still on her. A loud clinging sound rang out and everyone stopped talking, the music hushed and my mom was standing on the couch.

"Is she ok?" I asked as everyone laughed at my confusion.

"Ok, so you all are probably wondering why there is a party right?" my mom called as everyone broke out into soft murmurs. "Well, this is a big announcement and I wanted to share it with all my friends and family. Honey, can you come here?" I started my way over but stopped when I saw Stiles' dad holding her hand, my brows furrowed and I was wondering where this was going. "There is really no easy way to say this so, here it goes…I'm getting married," she smiled as all the women screamed and rushed them, I felt so shocked. I didn't know what to do, of course I was happy for her but with what happened today I couldn't show it.

"Well looks like we're going to be brothers," Stiles yelled over the cheers and hollers as I tried to smile and Stiles patted my back in happiness, but with all the negative things that happened to me, I couldn't take it. I slowly walked up to my room and sat at my desk playing with the Aideen's ring, mainly spinning it on its side. I sighed heavily and stared at the ring. After enough of my anger built up I got up and walked into the bathroom, starring at myself.

"She's running away from you," I growled looking at myself in the mirror. I grew so angry I punched the mirror all the glass shattered and cut my hand. I soon sat on the tub edge and watched the blood pool and drop off my hand and land on the floor.