My Fake Boyfriend Part Two

After

Sometimes, one is never enough...

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The blackness covered me over like a blanket, cocooning me inside of it. It was warm and soft and comforting.
There was a burning ache in my chest though, it came in bursts, one-two-three-stop, one-two-three-stop. Suddenly, something ripped through me like a current, sending a jolt like high-wired electricity through my spine and veins. I opened my eyes with an electric alertness and sat up. Hands grabbed at my shoulders and I screamed.

A beautiful boy with dark hair sat across from me. Whimpering and smiling, tear tracks clearly visible over his skin.
"Lexi..." he moaned into my shoulder, kissing my neck. "You're alive. I believe you, I'm so sorry."

Who was this boy?

He cupped my chin in his hands and softly kissed me, butterfly lips across mine. My heart ached for this affection, but I was confused...
Where was I?
Who is this boy, kissing me? (Well, did it matter? He was hot!)

But most of all, who was I?!

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Aaron's Point Of View

She pulled away and looked deep into my eyes, a confused look settled into her brow and features.
"I- I don't know you." She said softly, searching over my face one last time as to see if she could find out.

"Lexi, it's me. Aaron." I said quietly. A wave of panic settling over me.

"Aaron." She repeated.

"Yes." I said, taking her hand in my own.

"How do I know you?" She asked softly.

Because, I wanted to impress my -now dead- mother, so I used you as a fake girlfriend and a hoax.
Because, you told me you loved me, I left 'us' to long.
Because I was the one who paid for your treatment and wanted you to live.
Because I was the one to fight Elliot for you.
Because I need you. That's how you know me, I need you Lexi. I do...

"I don't know," I said quietly. "You don't know me."

I stood up, taking my clothes and walk away.

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My Point Of View

I watched him walk away, not knowing what to do. It was cold and I was naked and alone. I got up and ran after him.
"Wait!" I called.
He turned around and his eyes fell from mine to my abdomen and chest. With my hands, I covered myself up as best I could.
"Don't." He said, knowing already that I was about to bombard him with questions. "Let's get you dressed first. Then I'll take you home."

Home!

That word soundly incredibly familiar.
Home. Home. Home.

I followed him back to the water where he gathered my clothes and one by one pulled the garments over my head and over my legs. His fingers were gentle and he kept his gaze low, not roaming over my body. I was grateful.

When I was fully dressed, he helped me stand and threw me over his back. I sat with my legs around his waist, arms around his neck. He was strong beneath me.
He smelt of linx and water and mint. I inhaled his scent deeply.
He sniggered underneath me.
I curled my nose into his neck and closed my eyes.

The last thing I heard before I fell asleep was:

"I love you, Alexis."