|14| with love, dad
ALWAY S | ✔︎
The heart has its reasons,
Which reasons knows nothing of.
~Blaise Pascal
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The following day I decided to pick up my dad's journal and reread one of the dating entries
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My father's words never fail to make me teary-eyed or full-on cry, whenever I started dating someone I would read this entry and see if the qualities that my father talks about are in the man I'm seeing, and so far they always have a toxic or manipulative quality to them instead of the ones my father talked about, they don't make me feel alive, they don't make me smile the way I know my parents would want me too,
I can't say yet if Aaron fully exceeds this list yet, but he's made me smile and laugh more than I have with any other guys and we've only been on one date, so that's saying something,
Two of the guys I dated in high school were okay but I've never truly felt overjoyed when seeing them smile nor did I crave their presence...not like with Aaron
I'm beginning to realize non of my exes compare to Aaron, maybe it's because he's not a high schooler and he doesn't have time for bullshit, but either way I'm glad he's not like them,
I had a pretty big crush on Aaron and felt many butterflies over the two years I've worked for him, with an accidental touch or brush of hands, it all made my body feel things when I knew I shouldn't have, but now I'm able to allow those feelings out, I'm able to touch and kiss him if I want, and I'll admit its a little strange,
Any guys I've ever dated have never made me feel that way, one of them that I was with for a year made me smile and laugh but there wasn't any longing or butterflies like I thought there would be...even after a year,
And then when I dated a guy for two years I felt a butterfly or two with him, but in the end, I ended up falling out of love,
All I wanted was the way my parents loved each other,
I wanted the kind of love my parents had...the true unmasked love where you see your partner at their worst and you still love them, where you stand by them and have unconditional hope and believe in them always, where you compromise and communicate so you understand each other and are both happy.
My one-year relationship ended because he didn't like the fact I wouldn't move to a different country with him for his med school even though I had different dreams in different places...he wasn't willing to compromise and I refused to drop everything I knew and loved for a man who wouldn't do what he was asking me...
I had my dreams to live in New York and college here and I didn't want to be pressured into changing that dream for a man I wasn't even willing to consider marrying.
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And the reason the two-year relationship didn't work out was that he started forcing sex on me...he would rape and torture my body, he made my body weak, he ruined and hurt it, the fear I felt in that relationship was unlike anything I thought I would have to go through...I had no one, he was all I had and he took advantage of that, and when the rape started I didn't have anywhere to run to because I was alone, I would constantly drive to the cemetery and cry to my parents about how scared I was to leave, he would get so mad at me if I wasn't in the mood for sex, so he would take it upon himself to 'get me in the mood' as he would put it,
I spent so many nights crying and screaming for him to stop as he pushed and pushed me past my limit, and if I would cry too hard he'd put a pillow over my face to shut me up...he'd tell me "come on sweet cheeks be a good little doll for me and enjoy what I'm giving you"
I couldn't because he was hurting me, he made me afraid of sex, I haven't been in a relationship years later because David scarred me, he made me think it was wrong to say no...but now I'm with Aaron, and even though my heart knows he wouldn't force me to do something I don't want...my body is still scared and I'm sure it will be a while until I'm able to have sex with him, I just hope he's okay with that.
I have to really trust him until we do anything because the minute I close my eyes my mind goes back to the triggering memories and I can't even bear that thought, so I hope Aaron respects my decision to wait.
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Getting up I walk to the kitchen and see my notebook filled with ideas for the rooftop project
Suddenly excitement bursts through my veins when I think about getting to work tomorrow and seeing henry so we can start talking about more ideas and layout plans for it.
Aarons's face fills my mind and I internally grin thinking about his concentrated frown on his computer when I bring him his morning coffee,
Do I still call him Mr. Huxley? Or Aaron? I'm honestly not sure I guess I'll have to just ask tomorrow
Feeling bored and hungry I make my way to the kitchen, I frown realizing I need to go grocery shopping, as I'm writing a list I hear my phone buzz from beside me
My moon: are you doing anything right now?
I immediately grin at his text,
Crap why am I smiling all he did was text me a question...
'not really I'm just trying to figure out what I want for lunch'
My moon: want to accompany me for lunch?
My heart swells, he wants to see me again? He so cute
'you're acting as if I'll ever say no to food'
My moon: fair point ill pick you up in 20, is that enough time?
'perfect, see you then'
I grin down at my phone and immediately go take a quick shower and put on a simple outfit of blue ripped jeans, a random band tee that belonged to my dad, I throw my hair in a messy bun and put on some sneakers along with an oversized jacket
A couple of minutes after I finish I hear a knock at my door
I unlocked the door and smile looking at Aaron in black paints and a white t-shirt with a black jacket on
"Hi you look nice" I smile up at him
"You look nicer," he says kissing my forehead
"You ready to go?" He asks
"Yes just let me grab my purse"
Before I can go he grabs my arm
"But leave the wallet" he tells me sternly
I sigh "but-"
He puts his pointer finger against my lips to shush me
"But nothing leave it here, got it?" He raises a brow in challenge
I sigh "fine but I'm still putting in 20 dollars in there in case I see someone homeless who needs it, you're not making me put that away," I say
"Deal" he smirks in victory
I quickly grab my purse take the wallet out and put $20 in small bills in my purse
I quietly try slipping in more cash and my card thinking Aaron isn't near me, but I get my card and the rest of the money snatched out of my grasp
"Hey!" I exclaim turning around to see a not so happy expression on Aaron's face
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He raises a brow daring me to lie
I open my mouth but no words come out, I cross my arms over my chest
"What if you lose your wallet..." I explain
"I won't," he says not impressed with my excuse
"You don't know that...we're in New York there's plenty of pickpockets here" I huff
"I have two cards on me...one in my wallet the other hidden in my jacket that no pickpocket would find, and secondly you're not making an excuse to pay yourself" he raises my card and cash higher so I can't reach it
"I changed my mind you are an ass" I frown in annoyance
He hums looking more amused than I would like
His stare on me is hot and doesn't waver, I shift in place "stop looking at me like that" I mutter clearing my throat
He comes closer until our chests are touching and his mouth near my own "I'm not doing anything" he smirks
"You know exactly what you're doing and how you're looking at me," I say breathlessly
"Did I tell you how good you look with your hair up?" He whispers
I swallow and take a shaky breath in "no" I whisper
"Well you look very hot...like a sexy little secretary" he whispers letting his fingers gently graze the hair by my face
I'm in a daze of how hot his breath is against my mouth that I can't think much less speak, I barely register that he's grabbed my purse and pulled me out of the apartment, grabbed my keys, and locked my place before walked us to his car
After clearing my throat and coming back down to planet earth my jaw hits the floor at the realization
"You asshole!" I say when he gets in the car after opening my door
"What now?" He tries to desperately hide his smirk
"You-you...seduced me and distracted me so I forgot about the money!" I gasped
His chuckle was deep and low "well I never said I played fair...and I told you I get what I want, and what I want is for you to not pay"
I side-eye him trying to stay mad but the look on his face and a smile daring to form makes my anger melt away
He seems more relaxed and like himself, he's not afraid to be a tease or smile, and it's nice
After driving for a bit I decided to break the silence "so where are we going"
"There's a little Italian restaurant that's really good nearby, they have my favorite pizza and pasta dishes there"
"That sounds great right now" I groan, I am so damn hungry right now
He laughs
When we get there I see a pretty brick building with flowers decorated outside and some chairs to eat outside, on the inside the ceiling has beautiful leaves wrapping around the beams and some warm cozy lights, the inside has brick walls and checkered printed clothed tables that feels so cozy
"It's so cute" I smile taking a picture of Aaron as we sit at a table in the corner of the restaurant
I smile looking at the photo of him looking at his menu looking as sexy as ever
He laughs "my mom always says the same thing whenever we come here"
"Do you come here often with her?" I smile looking at him
"I try having dinner with my parents when I can, and we go to this place a lot" he nods
"Do they live here?" I ask
"Like 40 minutes away" he nods again putting his menu down
"What are they like?" I smile
"Well my mom is one of the best people you will ever meet she loves to cook, she owns a restaurant called love bites she cooks many dishes but she's famous for her Russian deserts" he nods in thought
"NO way, your mom owns that restaurant!? Ever since I moved here and looked at different restaurants I always had that one at the top of my list" I grin shaking my head in shock
"I guess I'll have to take you sometime" he smiles slightly
I smile at his offer "are you guys Russian?"
"Yes" he nods
"Can you say something in Russian?" I ask
"I'm bored and can't speak any other languages" I huff to myself
He laughs and thinks for a minute "Ð¢Ñ Ð¿ÑекÑаÑна"
(You're beautiful)
"What's that mean?" I ask
"You're beautiful" he smiles
I feel the heat instantly crawl up my cheeks
I clear my throat "what's your dad like?"
He smirks "you know clearing your throat doesn't get rid of your cute flushed cheeks right?"
I hide my face in my hands "stop it" i mumble
He chuckles "I like it when you blush, you look cute"
"I thought I said stop, not make me even redder" I groan
"Too bad"
"Anyways my dad is pretty cool, he's all business, I guess that's where I got that from" he shrugs after a moment of me sitting in embarrassment
"Your parents seem pretty amazing" I smile looking at his chin as I try to not think about my parents
"They are" he smiles sadly clearly seeing I'm thinking about mine
Before we can say anything a waiter comes and we order a pizza and a pasta dish and decide to just split both because I didn't know which one I wanted and I knew I couldn't eat both a pizza and a pasta dish so Aaron suggested we split both
We eat and I immediately moan as I take a bite of the pasta dish
Aaron grunts at my response
"You really have to stop doing that Vanessa," he says with a frown on his face
"Well sorry I can't exactly control what comes out of my mouth when I eat good food" I laugh
He just rolls his eyes and we continue eating in a peaceful silence clearly both of us too hungry to talk
When he drives me to my place He takes me to my door even though I said he's just wasting time taking me to my apartment on the 3rd floor when I can go myself
But he rolled his eyes, opened the car door for me and took me anyway
Stubborn man.
"I had fun thank you for taking me" I hug him when I arrive at my door
"I did too," He says hugging me back
"See you at work tomorrow Aaron" I smile
"See you at work tomorrow Vanessa" he smirks giving me a teasing kiss close to my lips
Gosh dang it why doesn't he just kiss me on the lips?
He starts walking away but I say "do you still want me to address you as Mr. Huxley at work"
"I wouldn't mind" he shrugs smirking
entering my apartment I sigh leaning against my door, not understanding how someone's presence can make you feel so alive...
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Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter
Also the reason i did the whole heart thing with the dad is because i wanted there to be journal entry's that Vanessa reads from her dad about situations she is in and get like advice and whatever...I don't know i thought it would be a cute little thing i guess, I don't know or maybe its stupid as shit y'all tell me (I know I already explained this but people never read the notes so....yeah)
Vote and comment it means a lot!
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