There was a dead silence that was deafening to one's ears. Mel had taken charge of trying to soothe my pain as I breathed quietly, feeling the hollowness in my lungs. Aidan had gone back to the car to fetch a bottle of cool water. Then we sat in silence as Mel and I felt apprehensive of being too close to Aidan.
It was inconceivable that he was testing something out on us without our consent. Mel and I felt slightly heartbroken at his method of experimenting and mistrusting us. We would have been alright with him testing out his theory as long as he had asked us, whether we rejected it or not.
"Aidan, there's a limit to everything," I said dauntingly. "If you trust us, you'll know that as best friends, we could have confided you with anything we had. Unless, of course, it traces back way into the past we hadn't foreseen we'll be meeting with you and such. Those events are of the past and picking out on any of those makes us sick to the stomach, so it's best left unmentioned."
