I sat in an awkward silence while they finished eating, Tyler, AKA Shaggy never spoke the whole time and I wasn't going to start something with him, he looked like he preferred to keep to himself. Like he would only talk if you spoke first, that's how I was, I'd rather have someone talk to me first if they're interested in conversation with me. I scooted my seat back quickly and took my tray and drink to the trash can, putting the tray on top before I walked back. "Wanna go get on the bus, Breezy?" Aaron asked standing up passing my bags back to me, I nodded my head and we left Tyler and Ethan without saying anything. We were first back on the bus, I sat my bags on the table like thing behind the seats and my purse on the chair between Aaron and I. I sat beside the big window looking out, " Breezy! Quick! What's your favorite animal?" Aaron shot up and almost scared me, without thinking I muttered "turtles" he smiled and took off sprinting back in to the mall, I didn't know if I should of followed or stayed but I sat on the row across from me, nose and hands pressed to the wide window nervously watching. I wondered why he asked me my favorite animal, I really couldn't picture what for and I know it seemed stupid to wonder why but I couldn't put the piece together. I watched as he vigorously ran back, running past Kris and Ashley almost knocking them down, he shook the bus as he sprinted up the bus stairs, panting he managed to hand me a bag with a box inside. "Don't open it until we get back, okay?" He huffed as he sat down. I shrugged, "as you wish" he looked at me and smiled wide, "so, Aaron why are you here?" I asked him curiously, "I've been here for almost three years, my dad dropped me off saying I needed an attitude adjustment but I think it's just because I didn't want him to re-marry, I wanted him back with mom. I never told him how I felt and used my pain from their divorce to just shut him out from my life, I never really stopped to sit him to down and just talk about things. I always stayed gone on the weekends when his girlfriend was over, I didn't like being around her, she changed him in so many ways, now he smokes and gets tattoos." I shrugged with him, "so in a way you have watched your dad become a monster, like I watch my parents?" He slanted his mouth, "yeah, something in common I suppose, but you never watched your parents become monsters, you grew up with it." He sighed as he sat back in the seat and the rest of the kids got back on the bus. "True, but the times I caught my mom at the time I saw the real her, the loving mother she could've became if drugs and alcohol hadn't got in the way, the mother that told me she loved me and I could see in her eyes she meant it, but reality kicked in and I watched her start shooting up, at first I had no idea because I was young, she told me it was medication. The more I grew up the quicker I realized it wasn't medication, she'd go for days without doing it and be so strung out she'd turn into a maniac, going mad at everyone and every thing in her sight. Then she'd get her fix, calm down and talk to the walls, but somewhere in-between being strung out and high was the mother I knew she was before all that. We would talk about everything and laugh, though what she said sometimes didn't make sense I could somehow get what she was saying." He kind of laughed under his hopeful smile, "yeah, I understand. All you want is a mother to love you, I look up to you, Breezy. It takes a lot to stay in home like you do for so long and not think of running away. I didn't really know my mom that much, I remember her but she left dad when I was five. Ever since it was just dad and I in the house together, then he met that girl when I turned 13 and I resented him from there on. I constantly look at my moms pictures of her and me when I was baby and we were so happy, all of us, I just don't know what happened after that." We kept up this deep conversation well into the ride home but I fell asleep on Aaron's shoulder.
Here is the beginning of the update, READ THIS FIRST!!! Then scroll up to the top. It'll make more sense, sorry for the confusion. I ordered the hibachi steak with rice, noodles, a grape Gatorade and shrimp sauce. I took my tray after paying the cashier to stand in front of the many people and families who seemed to stare, I felt like the new kid at school who was trying to figure out which table to sit at, I seen Aaron's hand frantically waving along with Tyler and Ethan beside him, great. I walked over to sit between Shaggy and Ethan, I opened my styrofoam plate realizing that I had more food than I could force myself to eat, I would just eat what I could and take the rest back to the hell-hole. I opened my drink and took out my plastic fork, I dumped the sauce all over my food, mixed it in and began to eat, I ate quietly and peacefully until I couldn't force another bite. "You're done?" Aaron asked as if he were checking on me, I pushed the tray aside nodding my head. "Taking the rest with you?" He guessed, I leaned back in the seat, "yeah, I'll just write my name on it." I shrugged my shoulders at him. Ethan looked as if he had something to say, I'm sure it would be smart like always but he must have been biting his tongue. "If you're going to say something smart, talk to Aaron before you open that mouth. I don't willingly open up to people, especially ones that talk trash when they don't know me." I stood up to return the tray to the top of the trash can and throw away my drink and napkins. "Why doesn't she eat a lot?" I overheard Ethan as I was returning back to my seat, "her mom did cocaine and alcohol when she was pregnant with her, she was born premature with breathing problems and got sick easily. That's why she's also skinny and tiny." He frowned to me and I shrugged my shoulders, "listen Ethan, this is a two way street with Breezy, you act nice and she's nice. Your attitude towards her is one she'll give back, I'm sick and fucking tired of you attacking her when she hasn't done shit to you in the first place, it makes me so angry, Ethan. You're so much like Jessica that it's almost dumbfounding how you guys aren't siblings, you're both insensitive, egotistical and pretentious." Aaron's voice turned cold and fierce, his pupils like atomic bombs and rage fueling at mad fire in his gut. "Come on, Breezy, lets go." He said standing up and passing me my bags.
Aaron woke me up shaking my head, "wake up, sleepy head" he laughed. I drowsily opened my eyes to see that I had passed out on his shoulder, my head shot up and my eyes opened wide, " why didn't you move my head?" I asked embarrassed. He laughed while I got myself together, "well, the window probably isn't comfortable plus you was knocked out pretty hard." "Ya know, if you want you can open your box now. We still have a good ways before we get back, like almost 2 hours, it'll probably keep you content for the rest of the way." He chuckled, I bent down to reach for the bag, the ceiling lights inside the bus gave enough light to see. I put the bag in my lap and pulled out the box, "it's not much but I figured you deserved it, for me being your only tolerable friend. So it's like a thanks from me." I now felt bad for myself, that I had called Aaron tolerable when he was clearly trying hard to just be a friend to me. I felt bad for shutting him out and using my attitude that my parents created on Aaron when he himself hadn't done anything but try and be a friend to me all along. I wanted to smile at him, a real smile, one that said I was happy, I really wanted to do it but I was too afraid that if I did it would somehow get ruined. "Aaron?" I sat the box on the table behind our seats as I turned to face him, "I feel bad for calling you tolerable like that. I never realized how I said it earlier until you said it, it's just that a lot of people irritate, annoy or make me mad but weirdly you don't. I guess that's why I called you tolerable, I don't want you to think that you get on my nerves because in reality you don't. You're the only person I've talked to about personal things and I can't even begin to tell you why because I myself don't even know. I shouldn't shut you out at all when all you've done was try and be a friend and to me..." I couldn't finish, sobbing cut me off and it was coming from me, I was in tears, crying like a baby. Aaron chuckled at me and pulled me in a tight but snug hug and I hugged him back just as harder. "It's okay, Breezy. It really is, I promise, you're my friend and I always will be no matter what. I'll never judge you or view you any different because of something you say, do or give an opinion about wether it's about your past, present or future. You're an amazing, talented, smart and beautiful girl who deserves more than one friend but I'm lucky enough to be that one friend who sees all of you that doesn't hold back." I pulled away to look at him and grinned, my cheeks puffy, eyes red and watery and my nose red but I was proud of myself that I had given Aaron a grin. "There she goes! Finally, I got a grin!" I let out a silent laugh while I grinned at him, "oh my Jesus, what's wrong with you today?! Laughing and smiling, are you high? Drunk? Tipsy? Buzzed? Blazing? Feeling trippy? Does your head hurt? Do you feel dizzy?" I giggled at him, "I'm fine. It's you, you're the one doing this." After I hugged Aaron again and told him thank you I turned back around to open the box. I didn't look when I stuck my hand down to pull out something soft, I looked down to see that I was holding a green turtle, "look at his name tag." Aaron beamed with joy in his voice as I glanced around to the turtles neck, a silver and tiny collar that had ' Breezy ' engraved on it. "I love it!" Smiling enthusiastically, it was absolutely the best gift anyone has ever given me. It beat all the things Zack got me for my birthday, Christmas and valentines day by far. Zack knew I loved turtles but had never given anything turtle related so for Aaron to do this I was shocked he done it but in love with it at the same time. "I'm glad you like it, Breezy." His smile, lips turned up against his teeth was becoming attractive, was that wrong? In all honesty should I even be thinking that? I mean I had Zack, I couldn't think another guys smile was attractive, could I? "Hello! Earth to Natasha!" Aaron quietly screamed, I shook my head from daydreaming and came back down to earth. "Sorry, I zoned out there for a minute." I frowned apologetically at him.
We started driving through a snowstorm mid-way through the ride back, from what I could see out the window the roads were covered by snow. The driver pulled us off to the side and figured we could make it back if he put the chains on the tires, he ran outside to check the compartment on the side of the bus. He got back and instructed us to stay quiet, I had never been known as the person to be scared but right now at this very moment as he started the bus and pulling out I was beyond terrified. I pulled my turtle close to me and squeezed it with all my might, I didn't know what for, squeezing a stuffed animal wasn't going to prevent the man from wrecking. Aaron looked at me and slightly grinned with a hushed laugh that came from his closed lips leaving the air to come from his nose. He stuck out his hand looking at me and I grasped it with my right while still gripping tightly to my turtle. "It's okay if you're scared, Breezy." I tried to pretend that I wasn't, like nothing was bothering me but I knew Aaron could see through me. "I'm not scared." I muttered through closed teeth, I was nervous to death, my heart was in stomach. Aaron looked at me, " Breezy are you okay? You look pale" I swallowed and nodded my head, but in reality I was panicking, I was worried and scared. I felt tires slide against the road and I closed my eyes with my hands, I knew this wouldn't be good I could just feel something bad happening. I seen the driver turn the wheel and the bus went off the road, I screamed as it quickly picked up speed down the bank and we crashed against a rock, my head hit the seat in front of me. I landed in the floor, I felt paralyzed with fear, I couldn't speak no matter how hard I tried. I could see and hear the people around me, I blankly stared at Aaron as he carried me off the bus. I could flashing lights coming towards us, apparently I wasn't the only one injured, Aaron stood still holding me and my turtle, I could see him trying to talk to me but every time he looked down at me he would start tearing up. I wanted to tell him I was fine, I just wanted down from his grasp and just walk. The ambulance swept me, the driver and Greene off to the hospital, Aaron sat with me in my ambulance and held my cold hand. From what I understood the police cars were taking the other kids back to the house. I wanted to know why Aaron went with me, why didn't he go with the others, but Aaron just sat and stared at me, worry filled up his eyes as he moved his thumb across the top of my hand. I laid in the stretcher staring back at him and watched as tears streamed down his cheeks. I couldn't move my hand or head to do something or say something to let him know I was okay. All I could do was breathe, that was the only sign I could give him to let him know my status of my living. They got out of the ambulance and I seen the nurses and doctors rushing me to a room. I didn't know what was happening, I wanted my turtle and Aaron, but they took me away from them. I watched as they frantically ran around the room and in and out to get items and put me to sleep, I couldn't feel anything but I seen Aaron in my dream, he was standing in a field just as the sun was rising and the glares caught the morning dew from the grass. It looked as if the sun had hit a million tiny diamonds, he was standing there holding my turtle and the other hand stretched out to me, a smile wide on his face. He wrapped his arms around me, picking me up and spinning me around, a wide generous smile wiped across my face as he placed his forehead to mine and looked in my eyes. I smiled at my dream, I liked it, then my frown begun. He spun me into a thorn bush, pain taking over my face, he watched me writhe in pain, he stood there in pain with me. It wasn't fair, he wasn't in the thorn bush with me but he looked at me, I looked at him and we started laughing. I woke up in a bed in a white room with a flower design going through the middle of the walls, cords and needles taped to my hands and beeps going off every few seconds from the IV. I couldn't move my head to scan for Aaron, but I seen the big wooden door open, he gently closed the door behind him, "A-A-A-Aaron?" I mumbled, he looked over at the bed and rushed over, "Breezy, you're okay! Oh my god, I was so worried." He sat in the big green recliner and rolled over to me, "what happened?" Looking at my needles, "Breezy, the bus crashed last night. You hit your head but your doctor discovered from the X-rays you broke your arm, fractured your ankle and suffered from whip lash. They're going to give you a cast for your arm, and a thing to wrap around your neck."