After the whole fiasco, where the world legit felt upside down, Aiden took me to my room. It was aight. The walls were greyish - peach with a white ceiling. There was a queen-sized bed in the middle covered with a cozy white duvet and two white big pillows. There was a dark oak wood bookshelf with random books (for decorations, I think).
" There is a bathroom on the other side of the door, and the cabinets have some clothes for you, so you don't have to worry about it." We started heading towards the North after we exited the room. " Now I am going to show you the best thing. Our training block is one of the biggest complexes on the campus. There are several different training blocks, but I thought you would like to practice with me." He smiled brightly at me.
He opened a black glassed door, and boom, there it was. Holy shit! Aiden was not kidding. The place was the dream. It had a huge range of training equipment from punching bags to treadmills to boxing rings, the whole nine yards. There weren't a lot of people here at this time. But even if the whole gym were to be filled with people, it would still look a bit empty.
" As much as I would love to train you. I don't think we should start training today. You need to get a good rest, Charles. It's been a tough journey, and to be honest, you look dead. Your eyes look drained out, like a flower that lost all its color. " He glanced at his watch. He apologetically responded, " Hey, I have to be somewhere. I will see you around. Bye." And he left.
Now that I was all alone, I just walked around. I didn't want to leave right now, so I just looked at different machines. This place really calms me down even though I have just been here for like what? 10 minutes. It makes me feel content with myself. You know the feeling, where you see someone you don't really talk to, but you can sense an instant connection? Well, that's how I feel about this place. Hopefully, it will become my happy place.
Fred seems to be under a lot of pressure, and truthfully, I don't think I made it easier for him. I did cross my line today. No one said anything about it, but I was out of control. I don't want to make excuses. But the repressed anger over the years is all blasting out at once. Lack of sleep is just making it worse.
I am going to be more cautious with my actions from now on. It's not only because of how I have been behaving for the past few days. Though, there is something else as well. Aaron's words keep playing in my head on loop. I do really want to forget what he said. But the way he said it didn't seem like a lie. Also, Fred gives me uncanny vibes. Every time I see him, a cold shiver runs down my body like high voltage electricity passing throw water. It's almost like my body is warning me against him.
Maybe I am just overreacting or maybe not.