user is aiden.

i caused this. i hurt him.

aiden was collapsed on the rubble of the building, dust decorating his figure. his pulse was faint, barely even noticable. heck, i didn’t even know if it was his pulse or the gigantic phantom monster moving through the school.

moments ago i were bickering with the clark over how careless he was when it came to the phantoms. i slowed him down and made him stay in that spot when the roof crumbled over us both. i regretted each word i said to aiden. because they might have been the last.

i undoubtedly despised the bleach blonde. he has a stupid lopsided grin, a stupid smug look in his eyes, a stupid way of talking. he was stupid. i hated how easily he could jump headfirst into a place just because it looked fun. i hated how he never took things seriously, because i was too concerned he would get hurt in the process.

and aiden got hurt because i was too overbearing.

my hands trembled, i was hyperventilating. every attempt to reassure myself to make me calm down was washed down the drain because it was my fault. maybe i didn’t drop a ceiling on him, but i didn’t prevent it. it was-

“ashlyn.” aiden’s weak voice broke through the screeching voices in my head, and his hand grasped my own shaking one. “it’s not your fault, buttercup. so don’t cry.”

gosh, i even hated how cute that was.