Chapter 52

You'll Hate Me-2

"Is that were his scars are from?" I whisper.

Aiden frowns, eyes turning dark. "What?"

I exhale a dry breath, immediately regretting my words. This is a conversation we

cannot have now, especially when he's drunk. I clear my throat and instead answer his question. "No... I didn't know that."

He frowns, but he continues, slumping into the bench. "Mom died, but he walked away. Only scratches."

I reach out to him, running my fingers through his hair. "That's why you hate him?"

He begins to nod but then he catches himself. "No."

His eyes shut close as he now shakes his head. He hisses through the pain in his head and slides down until his ass is on the floor and his back against the edge of the bench.

He leans his head to the side and it falls against my thight.

I watch him, but I'm not here. My heart is hammering in my chest. I'm thinking about Zaid and the scars he showed me in the bathroom. The conversations we had in the diner. the way he looked so broken to know that I chose Aiden over him.

"He never talks about it, you know?"

remember Zaid's words: No one asks me about her. No one wants to talk

that

a word. Just... acts like it didn't happen." He swipes a hand across

to hold back whatever's bubbling

asked him about

He laughs. "Fuck no."

I swallow.

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rumble in his throat, he

paces in front of me until he stops before me, leaning down to place his hands beside my

that pulls at

ringing as I stay quiet. Maybe it'll keep him talking if

battle. When he opens them, they're filled with anguish. "I want to tell you. It's eating

the anticipation. Is he

telling you means I lose you, too?" His voice breaks,

"What do you mean?"

a haunted look in his eyes. "If you knew everything, you'd look at me differently. You'd look at him

I have

only shakes his head, his face filled with defeat. "You'll break up

to stop."

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