Aaron Vaughn-Solomon's point of view
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I WAS STILL IRRITATED ABOUT MY last argument with Thays, my unbearably annoying down-stairs neighbor, about how she thought I was being extremely noisy and disturbing her peace of mind, when my mom called. And I got even more stressed with that, because she's been on my toes to go to this damned family week on the North Island. Plus pestering me to go on a blind date, because she believes I'm still not over my ex, Nicole, after she cheated on me with my cousin (who's 2 years younger), which I'm not.
For fuck's sake, why can't she just understand that I don't want a relationship? Why? It's infuriating.
And even more stressful because Nicole will be there with Arwyn, since they are still together after I broke up with her when I caught them fucking on my room, in my mom's house. Pretty fucked up, I know. But mom doesn't seem to be able to get out of that track.
That all happened when I was 23 years old, damn it. I'm 28 now. It's been 5 years!
"You have to come, Aaron," she repeated it again.
Sigh, "Well, but I don't want to, mother."
"But it's our annual winter family week, son. It's our family's tradition. You cannot miss it, Aaron. Please, son, don't make this mother sad. I need all of my five sons here, with me, present. It's our Christmas week, darling."
I inhaled deeply, "Mother, I won't be comfortable."
She scoffed, "Is that because of Nicole again? Are you still hand up on that girl, son? Bloody hell, Aaron. You should go on the blind date I set up for you and take that Lady our of your mind already!"
There she goes again. "I do not feel anything for her, mother. Nothing but disgust. She disgusts me. Both her and Arwyn, that traitor. They will both be there, and I can't take another year of staring at their faces on my favorite holiday of the year, mother. It hurts my eyes."
"Oh, my sweet Aaron. Your heart still aches for that girl, doesn't it? But she's with your cousin now, you should let go of her!" Why can't she listen to me?
"Mother, I won't go."
I heard her familiar growl on the other side of the line, "My love, why don't you tell your son to come? He doesn't listen to me!" She talked to my dad on her side.
"Then go to him, sweetheart. It's always affective!"
Oh, hell no. She'll try to emotionally manipulate me again, and I can't deal with her when she's doing that face to face. My father is such a dumbass for telling her to do that, when he knows I don't like it.
"I'll be in your building in 15 minutes then!"
"No, mother. I'm… I'm busy. And I'm not in my apartment," I lied.
After a minute, she said, "Yes, you are. I can see that you are still in the building. We can track your phone with ours, did you forget?" Oh, fuck. Why are they so damn controlling?
"Yes," I tried to think of a fast lie. "I'm in the building. But not in my apartment, mother." There's only one place I can think of in here, "I'm with my… girlfriend." She's so going to kill me.
"Your WHAT?" Mother yelled in shock at the other side. "Are you dating? What the fuck, Aaron? And a girl who lives in the building too? Why didn't I know of that? Oh my God, and here I was trying to set you up in blind dates. Son, why did you hid it from us? I'll be there in a second, I have to meet her."
Fuck. That's not good.
"Mother-"
"My love, Aaron is dating a…" She hang up.
Cursing myself, I jumped from my couch, put on the black shirt that was laying on the left side of the couch, and put on my Adidas slides. Then I took my phone, my keys and ran out of my apartment, locking the door behind me.
I don't have much time. And in the time I have, I'll have to make her get into my plan. Just for now. Just for the sake of fooling my smartass mother.
Running down the stairs to the floor below mine, I knocked on the her front door Cabot twenty times before she came to open it, yelling annoyed. "Fuck! Who is it? What do you want? It's 9 in the morning and it's Sunday, puta que pariu," she cursed in Brazilian Portuguese. She always had this thing of cursing in different languages, it's annoying. "What- Oh, it's you? What do you want now? I don't like to have to see your face twice in a day, and you already pissed me off today!" She shot me a glare, bending her neck to look up at my face.
Before she could close the door on my face, I pushed her inside, entered her apartment, closed and locked the door behind me, standing on it so she wouldn't shoo me away, as she did before.
Thays is a lot shorter than me, but she's average at 5'5, while I'm 6'5. She has tan skin, big light brown eyes, long eyelashes, deep dimples in both cheeks, sharp cheekbones and jaw, small nose, dark eyebrows, dark brown hip-length curly hair, lips that are slightly full in heart shape, a mole under her left eye, and a slander figure. She's slim but with curves on all the right places, a tiny waist, big breasts, curvy ass and hips, bow thighs, small hands, lots of moles in her body too, sharp collarbones, and wide shoulders to complete her hourglass shape.
But she's as stubborn and disastrous as she is hot. Not to mention how messy she is, plus her dirty mouth. The beauty is outshined the second she opened that pretty mouth of hers.
And she has a temper, let me tell you!
"What do you think you are doing, filhote do satanás?" did she just called me Satan's puppy? "Why are you in my apartment?" She asked with her big eyes throwing daggers at me, but I didn't find her intimidating at all. If anything, it was almost cute, in a horrific way.
And why is she so… messy? She's dressed in a pair of unicorn long pajama pants, with a black baggy shirt that goes up to her knees, with a pair of forest green socks, her hair in a messy bun of curls, with fancy glasses in her eyes, and a… big Nutella in her hands. I can't even put that look together. It's too much information.
"You look like you are going through a breakup!"
She arched her expressive eyebrows, "I was reading. Now, bark. What the hell do you want from me, diabo?" There she goes, calling me a devil again.
I let out a sigh, "You have to help me!"
"Excuse me?"
Clenching my jaw and my pride, I stared down at her eyes, "You have to help me, Thays. You are the only one I can think of. Especially because I don't have much time."