Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(6)

I was happy for Ayden though, she and Anthony were together at last. They'd been in love with each other for so long and finally confessed their feelings. They were truly made for each other. I wish my story with Aleck could have been the same. I guess he's just not the one for me.

Things seemed to be going well for all of us; well, as good as they could be for high school kids; that was until Ayden’s disappearance. Everything went from steady to nightmare in a matter of hours. Ayden and Ant had planned to go out of town to a nice hotel one night for their first time. Crazy idea, but she was ready.

They had it all planned, but then Ayden disappeared, never making it to the hotel, we had no idea where she was for an entire week. Her parents, everyone from the MC and a couple of high school friends looked for her night and day, but with no luck. One night though, she came back home, but left as fast as she reappeared. No one knew what truly happened to her, but according to her mom, it was bad.

I was worried sick about her, she was like the cool big sister every little girl wishes for, and she had left me. I know it’s selfish, but she was making me be braver, I wanted to be like her and have Aleck see me as Anthony saw Ayden. That was my first mistake.

A couple of days after she left, she texted me her new number, and we started to talk on a daily basis and re-establish our friendship. She still wasn’t opening up about what happened to her, but I figured if she wanted to talk about it, she would make the first move.

A few months after that, I left for college to train to become a preschool teacher. College life was hard at first as I’ve never lived away from home and I was on my own without my friends or family, but I managed and it turned out to be a great experience. I met Andy during my first year in College. We hit it off right away, everything was great. I mean, he wasn’t Aleck—yes, I was still lamely pining over him—but he was a sweet enough guy. We dated all through College, even if things weren’t perfect, we were working well. Or so I thought…

A couple of weeks before graduation, I was supposed to go for a weekend away with a couple of friends, but I ended up getting sick and decided to head back to the dorm earlier than planned. When I got there, I was shocked and sickened by the sight of Andy f*cking my roommate, on my bed! At first, he didn’t realize I was there, but when he saw me, he didn’t even bother to look guilty, he just smirked at me and said those words that I’ll never forget. “What? You think this is the first time? Oh no, Baby, it’s been going on from the start. It’s College, we’re supposed to have fun, and trust me, I’ve had a lot of fun. Oh, and before you start crying, close the door on your way out. You’ll be a doll.” Fucking son of a bitch!

I thought we were fine, happy-ish. He was always staying out late and partying with his friends and brothers at the frat house. I never imagined he’d been out cheating on me. I wanted to experience college life and for once, a guy was showing some interest in me. I didn’t say no, I should have, I can’t blame anyone but myself.

I think I was more pissed at my roommate than at Andy. I mean, we’d been rooming since we started College, and she goes behind my back and f*cks my boyfriend. The f*cking slut!

I’m glad College is finally over. I can move back home to start my adult life, and leave this shit behind. Was I sad that it ended with Andy? Not really. Was I sad that it ended like this, and he had cheated on me for a couple of years? Yes. It’ll be hard to trust a guy again.

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September 6, 2013

It feels so good to be home again, to see my family and enjoy the comfort of the house I grew up in, but especially not having to share everything with a backstabbing roommate! Although I don’t have a permanent full time job yet, at the moment I’m covering for another preschool teacher who’s on maternity leave, it won’t be for long, but it’s still something to keep me busy for now.

Ayden has come back too. It’s been amazing to finally see her again and catch up on our missing years. We get together at least once a week for lunch with two other friends, and have our usual Friday night movie date, just like we used to do. Even if we were apart for six years, the tradition never changed.

Tonight, I’m going out with a friend from work who wants to check out a band playing at the House of Blues. It’ll be my first time there, and I have to say I’m rather nervous. I’m not good with crowds and new places, I don’t really fit in with that kind of scenery, but Michelle was so insistent that I gave in.

Instead of worrying, I decided to try having fun tonight and enjoy myself.

I put on skinny jeans and a simple V-neck t-shirt, some black boots and a light leather jacket. Not my usual style, but I look good. I put in my lenses and finish my make-up. I grab my bag and head out the door to pick up Michelle.

I try to remain calm, but I really hate crowds and tonight, it’s jam packed. I hate this. I smile at Michelle, not wanting to ruin her night of fun, but inside, I’m freaking out.

“This is so freaking cool!” she exclaims over the music, and leads us to the bar.

“It’s really crowded.” I nibble my lip, ordering myself a dirty martini.

“You’ll be fine, Hun don’t worry.” She winks at me and orders herself a Sex on the Beach. I shake my head at the name. “What? They are good!” She grins at me and takes a sip of her drink.

“I’m sure they are.” I sip my drink and turn around looking at everybody enjoying the live music. I must admit, the band playing is quite good. Not really my type of music, but I appreciate any type of live music.