Take my heart

Aiden Schmidt sat with his best friend Jason Bell at a club listening to the music and watching sweaty people grind on themselves , Jason hated noisy places but he had lost a bet and he had to accompany his friend to the club as a penalty , he looked at the crowd uninterested until Aiden spoke to him

" Hey , I heard Seraphina is coming back this sometime this week " said Aiden to Jason as he sat beside him on the sofa.  There was a slight change in Jason's expression before the look of indifference took over again 

" So I heard " he replied trying to sound nonchalant although his heart had begun to do the tango at the mention of her name . The woman whom he craved day and night , a woman who was yet to take his heart 

Putting his arms around Jason's shoulder Aiden chuckled lowly " You really shouldn't try so hard to act like you don't care it makes it even more obvious that you do " 

Throwing Aiden's hands off his shoulders with a glare " Stop it " he growled 

Aiden smiled but backed off  " okay " he said raising his hands as a sign of surrender " someone's getting their panting in a twist now aren't they ? " 

Jason gritted his teeth and turned to glare at his irritating best friend but Aiden being the player that he was already had a drink in his hand and a girl on his thigh , sighing Jason got up and walked to the balcony for some peace and quiet and to avoid the unnecessary PDA that he really didn't want to witness 

' Seraphina is returning ' he thought to himself 'After two years she finally decides to come home , I should have known better than to fall in love with someone so wild in the first place ' he said reprimanding himself .

Even after two years nothing had changed , his heart rate still sped up when he heard her name and he still missed her like crazy , no matter how hard he tried to hate her for leaving he still couldn't because he washwas hopelessly in love with her and for that reason alone he never wanted to become someone who would try to hold her back or lock her in a cage infact she couldn't be caged .

What drew him to her was her personality in a society where people including him were afraid to be themselves or make mistakes because of how harshly they'd be judged , she didn't mind the rumours and she didn't spread them , she lived life like everyday was the last , she'd showed him that life could be fun she'd showed him how to have fun and how to be carefree and reckless , she taught him how to laugh , through her her he realized what felt like , she taught him not to care what people thought and most importantly she taught him how to love other people and how to love himself 

" Don't beat yourself up over being imperfect " she'd say " Perfection is not human because humans aren't created to be perfect and even if you try to be you can't meet everyone's expectations , you can't meet their ideas of perfection not even your own " 

  she was wise like that and unrestrained in her adventures and as free and thus she was like a breath of fresh air to him at a time where he felt suffocated by responsibilities and expectations from the people around him , his father who handed his company over to him at a young age , his mother who kept expecting him to get a girlfriend and get married , everybody in the society with their almost impossible expectations of him , when he began to remember the whispers and when he began to face his insecurities again , when he went back to what Aiden called "Dark times " she was there for him and she helped him pull through them but nowadays he still remembered them from time to time , ' how cruel children could be ' he'd think , their judgemental ways were beyond that of any adult and their expectations pressured him more than that of his family and gradually the fear of failure consumed him again bringing back his worst nightmares and in them he'd see and hear his past again 

" Did you hear ? " 

" Yeah I did , Jason got 90% on a test " 

" Wow , I thought he was perfect " 

" What's with his hair today ? " 

" Yeah I noticed , It looks like he dyed it too much " 

" I mean must he have blond hair?" 

" What's with his hair style , way too much gel "

" Did Jason just repeat a sneaker to school ? " 

" He's repeating shoes I thought he was rich " 

" Oh my God! , Didn't he wear that last week ? " 

They were never bold enough to say any of those things to his face but he still heard the whispers and they haunted him all his life , living up to society's expectations of you is enough to kill you both emotionally and physically , the feeling of being trapped in freedom was something that was hard to explain and it was something that Jason lived with for the first twenty-one years of his life before he met Seraphina , even as a child he had to maintain an image , He felt chained by freedom and without Seraphina he'd slowly began to slip back into those chains and so a part of him was glad that she was returning but there was a side of him that dreaded her return , the return of the one woman that gave him freedom , the person that made him smile , the woman who could chase away his demons , the woman who would just have to take his heart