Evelyn's POV
"Goodnight Jay" I placed a kiss on his forehead and he mumbled a goodnight, hugging his Patrick stuffie close. It was way past his bedtime cause we had stayed up playing monopoly for way too long, so now he was beat.
I on the other hand I felt like I had drunk a serious amount of energy drinks and I was nowhere near tired. I checked the time, it was almost midnight and Cole should be here any moment.
I walked to my room, shuffling through my closet like crazy. I didn't even know what we were gonna do, so I was a bit anxious regarding the dress code. I could just ask what the plan was, but I was scared I would look like I was overanalyzing things in my head.
To be fair, you kinda are.
Stop it.
I finally settled for something and whipped out my phone to text Cole, when I heard frantic knocking from downstairs. Maybe he forgot his keys? If he wakes up Jason I will knock his head down.
I reached the front door, and opened it. "Aiden?" He looked horrible, a bottle in his hand and anger written on his face. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, but he completely ignored me. Instead, he walked in and started looking around the room for something.
"Where is he?" he asked, heading for my room. "Where's who? Aiden what's going on?" I asked running after him. "Don't play with me, Evelyn, I know he's here, now where the fuck have you hide him?" he demanded to know, opening my closet and going through it like crazy.
He then looked under the bed, his behavior almost frantic. "No one's here Aiden stop this" I pleaded, his demeanor starting to scare me. "Well, doesn't matter that he's not here now, I know he'll come and I'll be here when he does" he stated and I wanted to pull my hair out hair by hair.
"No, Aiden. You have to go, Jason's sleeping, I won't have him woken by your shenanigans ." I said, firmly. "Go? So that you can be alone with him?" He stepped closer and I tried to keep my composure.
"You can't control my life, if I want to spend time with him I will and there's nothing you can do about it" I tried to come off strong, but my voice was starting to quiver.
He took a leap across the room, pushing me against the wall. ''Tell me you're not dumb enough to think I'm going to let you go out with that scum'' he basically growled, his hands trapping me between him and the wall.
''Y-You can't t-tell me who to date. You left me for t-three whole years'' I said, my voice trembling from how close we were. He chuckled and looked from eyes to my lips, smirking.
''But now I'm back, baby''
I pushed him away when I realised where things were going. "No, you can't do this to me again. How dare you mess up my life like this and then act like you have the right to hold any power over me" I whisper-yelled, reminding myself that as much as I'd love to yell his ears off, my brother was sleeping at the end of the hall.
Before he had the chance to reply, my phone rang. "Can I get that, or do you want to answer it for me?" I said and he glared at me.
"Hello?" I spoke into the phone, forgetting to look who was calling. "Hey, it's me" I heard Cole's voice. "Hey. Are you on the way?" I asked, hoping the answer was yes so that I had a reason to kick the dumbass out. "Yeah, about that... I don't think I'll make it" he said and my blood froze.
"What, why?" I asked, getting angrier by the minute at the both of them "Something came up, I'm sorry. I promise I'll make it up to you" he said and I rolled my eyes. "I've heard enough promises from you Cole" I said and hang up on him.
"Cole's not coming" I announced. "Great, we have a lot to talk about anyway" he took a seat on my bed "No, we don't. Actually, yes we do, but not now. Cole may not come, but Bryan will".
"I'm telling you, Evelyn if that son of a bitch even dares to come near you, I'll make sure the bottom of my shoe will be the last thing he sees" he stated and I wanted to scream my brains out.
"Should I do the same to Lindsay, then?" I asked and immediately he showed his frustration "Here we fucking go again. Why is it that you always mention her when we talk about us?" he said, and I really hoped it was the alcohol that was making him come up with his nonsense, or else we had a serious a problem.
"First of all, we weren't talking about us, we were talking about you stomping Bryan. Second of all, how can I not mention her? Are you kidding me, Aiden, she's the root of half our problems" I said and he fisted his hair.
"No, the root of half of our problems is that you don't trust me" he said and my mouth fell open "So I'm the problem? After what, three years of being in the dark about everything, I find out you've been lying to me, and I'm still supposed to trust you? You have to earn my trust Aiden"
"I lied to protect you, you know that" he fought back. I shook my head. "You know what, all this doesn't matter now, you have to go and I have to figure out what I'll do" I said and turned around to leave the room, needing as much space away from him as possible.
He grabbed me by the waist and turned me around, pulling me close to him. "Stay with me. Let's spend this night together, no distractions, just us" he suggested and I sighed. "Give me one good reason why I should do that" I pleaded, silently praying he'd say something. "Am I not enough?" he asked and I was found at a loss for words.
"You know that's not what I meant" I said, saddened by his reaction. Then I remembered, I was dealing with someone very drunk who wasn't in the place to be having this conversation in the first place.
"Please just go home, take a shower and go to bed" I took his hands into my own, talking to him as if he was a little kid, hoping he'd listen to me. I was scared of what he'd do if he stayed awake and I wasn't there to watch him. For Christ's sake, the dude thought it was a good idea to drive like this.
"I'm not going anywhere Evelyn, I'm not leaving you alone with him" he said and broke away from him "You're not letting me think! You're forcing me to see what you want me to but I can't go on like this" Î explained, surprised I still had the brain capacity to form these thoughts.
"So what, he's letting you think? How? By talking shit about me trying to get into your pants?" he said, getting noticeably angry. "He's not! How can you always find a way to get this vile? You know what? I'm done with you. You really need to leave" I opened my room's door and pointed towards it, waiting for him to walk out.
But of course, he wasn't having it. He shut the door and pushed me flash against it, making me gasp. "You wanna know why I get like this? Huh?" he spoke, his tone demanding. "A-Aiden you don't ha-" I tried to calm him but he cut me off.
"-No, no, you want me to express how I feel, then that's what I'll fucking do. I get like this because I can't fucking stand the thought of his fucking hands on you, I can't stand to think about what he could possibly be thinking when he sees you and how he tries so hard to make you go against me" he said, the vein in his neck getting more and more prominent as he spoke.
"See this is where you're wrong. No one can change how I feel about you. Only you can. I'm still here trying to make something out of this, why would I do that if I didn't want you?" my words caught by surprise, but not more than they did myself. When it came to guys I was never the one to show emotion loke this, I was always scared shitless of getting my heart broken after seeing it so much.
And yet there I was, standing in front of a guy perfectly capable of tearing my heart to shreds, telling him my most vulnerable truth.
That said, the seconds during which he wasn't responding made my knees tremble as I waited for his next word. When it came, it made goosebumps erupt all over my body, my mouth parting in shock.
"I love you" was all he said, but it was enough to make my head spin. Finally, I was hearing the three words I had waited so long for, but I wasn't prepared for them. "What?" my voice came out as a whisper, weak.
Before he could reply, I continued. "Why'd you have to say this now?" I asked, walking away from him and taking a seat on my desk chair, my hands gripping on my hair and pulling it tightly. "What's wrong with now?" he asked, looking like a wet kitten away from its mum. "You're drunk, You won't remember this tomorrow and we'll go back to zero" the realization hit me, and my thoughts were laced with fear.
He crouched next to me, his face almost at the same level as mine. "I'm not drunk, Evelyn. Well, not drunk enough to not know what I'm doing" he said, but I shook my head, not believing him. "Hey, look at me" he pleaded, removing my hands from my hair and turning the chair so that I was facing him.
He took my hands into his and rested them on my thighs, giving me a weak smile. "I'm not drunk. Not after all this. I promise this isn't just the alcohol talking, you can't possibly think that" he stated and I looked down to our linked hands, unsure of what to say. "I've always loved you, you know that right?" he asked and I nodded.
"I'm sorry, I know I haven't been showing it enough, but it's true, I really feel it. I'd give everything for you, I can't imagine having to live without you, Eve. That's why I came back in the first place" he confessed, and my heart was feeling like it was going to jump out of my chest and into his arms.
"Will you stay with me tonight? Forget about him, I'm here now" he said and Bryan flashed back into my head. I still hadn't told him what we were doing. Crap.
After the talk with Aiden though, I realized there was no point in trying to make him jealous, it was a stupid idea in the first place. "If you really want me to leave, I'll leave" he said, after a moment of us not talking, and for a second I considered taking his temperature because he really scared me with that last sentence.
"No, you can stay. I-I want you to stay." I said and watched as his entire face lit up. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by the sound of the door knocking.
"Evelyn? Are you in there?"
Sweet mother of cupcakes, have mercy.
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