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    Storm Brewing – (Chapter: ch 20)

    Aiden stayed with me while I cried my eyes out, sniffling and sobbing into his chest until there was no more. We lay on the bed, side by side, backs against the wall staring off to the door. I was waiting for her to come back, to say sorry and promise me she wouldn’t walk out yet again, the minute she left I felt like I was back in the village with my heart broke wondering if Spencer would ever come back to me or if I should just leave and try to go home.

     

    “You don’t remember me do you?” Aiden quiet voice broke me from the Spencer induced coma she had me in.

     

    Turning my head with a tilt I examined him, his chiseled jaw and deep penetrating brown eyes looking straight at my own brown ones, “Should I?”

     

    He smirked glancing away to the door yet again, making me wonder what he was waiting for, “I guess not,” Scratching the back of his neck with a slight shrug, “Last time we saw each other I broke my leg,”

     

    Furrowing my brows I tried to think, the only person to break their leg that I know was the little boy but….he couldn’t be him, could he.

     

    “You’re…the little boy?”

     

    He nodded, “Yea,”

     

    “But you can’t be,”

     

    Aiden stood up and put his foot on the edge of the bed leaning down rolling his pant leg up revealing a scar running from his knee to five inches downward, “Hurt like hell when it happened but those shots do wonders for the pain.” He chuckled before shivering as I ran my finger down the length of the scar it was exactly like the little boys.

     

    “You look different than the one taken,” I sighed finally lifting my eyes to meet his, he had this weird look on it that made me remove my hand from his scar and sit back in the spot I’d moved from seconds ago.

     

    “Yeah well…” he shrugged blinking rapidly, “I never really came back from when they took me,”

     

    “Yes you did,” my voice was on edge as was my body. I don’t know why but what he said really upset, it proved we’d all been lied to all are lives and held hostage by a computer who didn’t want to lose its so called life, “You came back and we…you had that scar where they fixed the break and you…we kissed…”

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    1. damn second :( o well it was still good :) i loved arthur clasic moment right there :) poor guy :) i actualy like aiden :) pms please i cant wait so funny :) o and note;damn you son-4ever i wanted first what do you do camp out on the site :)

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