Aaron's Patience Novels & Stories

Brian I found Aaron sitting on one of those swing porch chairs and watching the pack children run around, I think he missed home. Either that or he really wanted a child. Aaron was an odd guy whom I could never really tell what he was thinking about. I wonder when he's going back because he's starting to irritate me, you know how you hate someone but you're not sure why? Yeah, it was that. His vibes felt really off. I couldn't pinpoint where exactly his vibes felt off but it was just a gut feeling I guess. Maybe my gut would be wrong in the long run, maybe not.

Aaron suggested, taking a seat on the double couch, expecting her to join him. "No!!! Why would you do that?" she answered too quickly and she knew she had messed up. Aaron paused, furrowing his brows, "It's been three months since I last saw you Elle and I've missed you terribly. I need this and I thought you needed it too,"his words were passionate as if he was about to break down. Her departure must have been really hard on him because he was never emotional in the past. Always calm and collected, acting like the CEO of a major corporation that he was.

The sun went down gradually as he waited impatiently for Aaron to come out. A few minutes later, Aaron came out. Kaison tugged up his butt off from the seat instantly and bowed politely, "Good evening, Mr. Aaron!" "What's the matter?" Asked Aaron. "We are planning to go camping. If you're interested—" "No! Sorry. I can't make it." Aaron refused right away without even reconsidering his kindest approach. Despite being rude, Aaron stood right there waiting for Kaison's comment. Observing Kaison's disappointment-filled long face, Aaron interrupted, "If you don't have anything to say, may I go?"

I frowned and tried again. Nothing. Not even a blink. Just a deep sigh and that far-off look that made me want to shake him by the shoulders. But I still had one card left to play. I turned to Aaron, my last hope, and smiled. “Aaron?” He glanced up for a second, a French fry balanced between his lips, before shrugging and diving back into his bucket of food. Yes, bucket. Because apparently Aaron had been blessed by the gods with a demigod metabolism and could devour absurd amounts of fried chicken and fries without ever losing his cologne-commercial model looks.

Aerial told Abel confusion and anger coloring her tone. Both Abel and Avery turned to look at the children, equally surprised. “It doesn’t matter now,” Aaron spoke up, his eyes burning with resentment. “I thought he’d be a great dad, but turns out he’s just a scumbag.” His voice was bitter, and he wasn’t ready to forgive Abel for his harsh attitude earlier. “Stop using that word, Aaron,” Avery said, squeezing his hand gently. “Let’s just go,” she added, her voice soft but firm.

Margaret asked, and Aaron smirked. “Soon enough.” He said stiffly. Raina might have been stubborn, but Aaron knew his family. His mother was practically the only easy going one there. The rest of them had issues. Issues that he wasn’t sure that Raina was going to put up with. She was being stubborn with him alone. Imagine what she was going to do when she met with five more people that had two times more attitude than he did. He decided to turn on the television, and saw the last face that he wanted to see there.

And he would get a heat attack if he know this. ‘If it was earlier, there was the need to convince only him. But now there's Dae's Dad and Stepmom. How are they going to react ? So shall we forget and ignore our love ? no it's not possible...’ ‘Shit..! I can't concentrate. Where the fuck was I reading ?', Aroon somehow brought back his attention to his book. He read for sometime. He just felt frustrated. He closed his books and ruffled his hair above the bandage. Then he lied down and closed his eyes. Surprisingly he fell asleep soon.

There was this sense of familiarity I felt with him and Tora since the day they showed up, but I couldn't understand what it was. He stayed still and didn't speak, causing me to be impatient, and uttered, "I didn't know you were as clingy as a Lion. Are you ready to share your thoughts now? I don't look like it, but I am quite impatient if there are things I can't understand easily." "I know, you've always been like that. Sorry, Ari. I have no right to utter the words that others may easily convey. Can we stay like this for a minute? Just a minute; I won't ask for more."

A much louder growl escaped his chest. "Stop calling me that!" My smirk widened but I didn't respond. I just pulled myself away and kept walking. "Helena, I'm being serious. What in the world are you thinking? I don't even know what you're thinking." I stopped and twirled around to face him. "You need to stop questioning me and just trust me. I know what I'm doing." My patience was running low, and Aaron noticed that. He put his hands up and motioned for me to keep walking.

he muttered and I shook off my shock. “You drove all the way here for this?” I bit out, hating how amused he looked while I was, well… “I wanted a taste and I got one. Tell me, were you expecting more?” he asked and I gritted my teeth as I glared at him before climbing out of the car. Trust Aaron, to always grate on my nerves. He turned on his ignition before rolling down the windows. I just stood at the side, glaring. “You look cute when you’re angry. I’ll see you at home,” he winked before driving off. I huffed. Seriously? Patience. That's what I needed to deal with him. So much patience.