Chapter 112

His eyes looked to me, appealing and pleading with me to please give him another chance. It seems he's hurt thoroughly by what he has gone through the last few months, and for a minute I almost give In.

I look into his warm Brown, brown, eyes. Eyes that now hold sorrow untold and the grim realisation that what he had done had been senseless in all ramifications.

His eyes now hold the realisation that everything isn't about the sexual relations. His eyes now hold the fact that he knows he has messed up, he has messed up really bad and he wants me to forgive him.

I remember the times when we were happy enough just as we were, with me loving him, and him loving me, and both of us thinking the world of each other. I remember the happy moments that we would share as he would regale me with tales of his happiness when he finally got married to me.

We had seemed so sure of what we wanted, but right now I look into his eyes, and I see deep sorrow and anger at himself. He's angry at himself for what he has done to me, for the sort of pain he has put me and himself through.

The Aron standing in front of me isn't the bright sun that I had remembered from a few months ago, he isn't the bright sun that had changed so rapidly the moment he started hanging out with Bryce and his gang. He's a broken boy who hides everything with a smile on his handsome face while at school, and as he reaches the confines of his bedroom breaks down into sobs at what he has done.

I almost want to forgive him, to raise his hopes up and tell him we can start over, we can start over again and I'd forgive him for everything he has done. I'd forgive him for the secrets that he had kept away from me these past months. I'd forgiven for the deception he played on me while he was having sex with another girl, and yet he still pretended I was his world.

I was his everything, and he was still faithful to me. He attended the steel ball commitment to me, as I did to him. I could have easily also gotten myself someone to cheat on with him, that would have been easy enough for me and I would also have kept it a secret from him. But I didn't.

He could have simply step forward the moment this was happening and I would understand. I would understand the pain that was going through his eyes now. I would understand the sorrow that he felt, and I wouldn't blame him for it. He would have confessed the moment he started playing with this girl, this girl who doesn't seem to value the person in him a single penny, she only values what she sees on the outside.

He's broken that she had left him, but I wonder what would have happened if i didn't know all this, is that how I would have gone on being utterly deceived thinking that my Aron was my world, while my world was sharing himself with another person.

I know it is weird that I require that sort of commitment from him but that is exactly what he required from me. We weren't going to be like other boys and girls, well, we were going to be unique and special in our own way, yet the person who suggested it had gone out of his way to lie and deceive me at every turn.

"I'm sorry Aaron we can't go back to what we used to be".