Song- Baby Don't Cut by B-Mike

Clara.

I was everywhere, looking for Aiden.

I called Shyla, Mike and Paul to help me look for him.

"Damn," said Mike, cutting his phone for the 10th time. "he ain't answering his phone!"

"I hope he doesn't do something stupid." said Paul.

"I hope so too." said Shyla.

I was too sick with worry to even talk.

"Did you check his house?" asked Paul.

I shook my head, the tears falling on my face.

Paul pulled me into a hug.

"Sh, sh. It's gonna be okay." said Mike.

"It's my fault. I yelled at him, now he's gonna leave me forever and..."

I sobbed even harder and just then I felt a sharp pain on my hand.

I was becoming more worried.

I said a quick prayer.

"I'm sure he's home just crying it out." said Shyla.

"Aiden doesn't cry." said Paul.

"That is because you met college Aiden. Elementary Aiden was a crybaby." Mike pointed out.

"We gotta find him." said Paul.

We pulled away from the hug and went to the car.

We then drove off in the direction of his house.

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We got to his house. His car was parked in the yard.

I sighed in relief.

"See Clara?" said Shyla.

I nodded.

"Nothing to worry about." said Paul.

"I'm going inside." I said.

Using the spare key, I opened the door.

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When I opened the door I gasped.

The house was a mess.

Aiden was a man of order, that much I knew.

I was the chaotic one.

"Aiden." I called out.

No answer.

I got this sinking feeling in my stomach.

My eyes lingered at the kitchen.

Something wasn't right...

I headed towards the kitchen.

It was empty.

Except...

I saw a red liquid on the floor.

Blood.

I knew it was blood, it had a metallic smell.

I walked in the direction of the blood, the pit in my stomach sinking deeper and deeper.

I came across Aiden. I gasped and dropped to the floor.

I remembered a night when he told me about how his mother died.

"She slit her wrist with a knife."

His hand was still clutching the knife.

"Her eyes were staring at the ceiling."

His eyes were staring at the ceiling. I cried.

"I remember screaming her name."

"Aiden!" I screamed.

Sure enough, Shyla, Paul and Mike ran inside.

"What is going...on. Aiden!" said Paul.

"Aiden, bruh, you playing  games again son?"

I sobbed loudly.

"Look man, don't joke like that. You got Clara crying. It too early for them stupidy games." choked Shyla.

"Son of a bitch! Look, get up! You can't die before me nigga!" said Mike, slumping to the floor.

"Aiden, you supposed to see me get married. You're supposed to see the impossible happen." said Paul, "Now who will watch Flash with me?"

"He's not dead." I said.

"Clara, look at him." said Shyla.

"I say he ain't dead! He gotta live, he suffer too much to die now! I am selfish! He gotta live, for me!" I screamed, holding his body close to me.

Suddenly, I felt a pulse. I smiled.

That's what I thought Aiden Martin.

I stared at their stunned faces.

"Call a fucking ambulance!"

I hugged his body.

If I have to kidnap you from death Aiden I will, but you will never leave me.

We will leave together, after we live together.
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Moments later we were in the hospital.

Dad, Aaron and Mel were there.

The doctor came out.

"He lost a lot of blood, but he's going to be okay. He already got blood from the blood bank. All he needs is rest with no stress."

"Thank you doctor." I said.

"This is my fault." said Aaron.

"No it's not." I said, "He's still alive."

"What the fuck did you people do to my son?"

We turned to see Mr. Martin giving us the most deadly stare ever.

He has no right to be angry.

"Mr. Martin, look..." I said, but he cut me off.

"Now you listen here you worthless two cent girl! My son was doing fine until he met you! Now he's become suicidal, like..."

"His mother?" I asked.

He turned to face me.

"I know every damn thing Mr. Martin! I know all you did! What happened to Aiden's mother, Lia everything that you did! You put your reputation above your only son, forced your ideals on him! Which, he would've accepted happily! But then you cheat on his mother, cause her to kill herself. Let him live with that woman who together with her son tormented him. But you don't care, do you? Don't come at me with no damn reporters! Come at me without the media. We know that's for sure! Come claim your rights as his father then! Until then," I said, waving my middle fingers, "fuck you and fuck off with your negativity."

He opened his mouth to say something but didn't.

He turned to the reporters.

"Let's go."

He left and I exited the room.

I needed some fresh air.

I felt something cold press against my nostrils. I kicked, screamed and struggled.

Then I heard laughter.

"Rock a bye Clarisse, time to die know." sang Lia.

All I saw was black.

I love you Aiden.
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Dun. dun. dun!!!!!!!

Well then, from sad to sadder.

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