All Chapters of For The Love Of Death: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

Aiden and I quickly fell into a routine. Every morning we'd wake up and get ready for our day. He often let me shower first but sometimes he just showered with me. By the time I finished getting ready for classes he would have a big ass cup of coffee waiting for me. The mug literally said big ass mug on it. I think he said it was a 42 ounce cup, I could be wrong though. It was just hysterical to me whenever I saw that mug waiting for me and it always made me smile.With the coffee he'd always make me a bagel or some toast, something light because he knew I wasn't a breakfast person. After breakfast we'd cuddle for a bit before I had to go to class. He would walk me to my first class and make me promise to come back to him during my lunch hour. I of course Kept the promise and after lunch he would walk my to my first class of the afternoon.    After class I would go back to his apartment. A lot of times he wasn't there so I would just sit and do my class work and

When I woke up Aiden was nowhere to be found. I silently cursed myself for getting so upset last night. I had never told anyone as much as I had Aiden. He just made me feel so relaxed. I sat up and stretched my stomach growled. I looked at the clock, one in the evening. I had slept so much later then I had planned. I snuggled back underneath the covers and rolled over onto Aidens side of the bed. It still smelled like him. Where was he I needed to tell him I was sorry for last night.   I laid there for a while not wanting to get out of bed but not tired enough to fall back asleep. Even though I felt hungry I didn't want to get up and eat. I literally just wanted to disappear right now. I felt like I had let Aiden down somehow. Aiden where were you? I thought closing my eyes tightly to not cry.   "I'm right here little one. Why are you still in bed?" I looked over at him.   "Didn't feel like getting up. Where were you?" I didn't want

When I woke up I was curled up with Aiden in our bed. Glancing at his bedside alarm clock it was eight in the morning. Wow I had really slept a long time. I snuggled into him closer. He felt so warm and I didn't want to let that warmth go. I breathed in his scent and smiled to myself. I never felt so comfortable. I opened my eyes again and looked up at his face studying how he looked as he slept. He looked so peaceful. I felt the urge to pee all of a sudden and groaned. I gently pulled back the covers and quietly crept to the bathroom trying to not wake Aiden.  I flushed the toilet when I finished peeing, flinching at how loud it was.   Creeping back into the room I silently cursed as I saw Aiden awake and sitting up in the bed. His golden eyes lit up as he smiled at me. I would never get tired of that. He patted my side of the bed and I climbed back under the covers and curled up tightly with him. He rested his head on mine and I felt so at ease. &

The weeks dragged on. Every time I closed my eyes all I could hear was the sound of the crash. I had barely slept and Aiden practically had to force me to eat. I knew this wasn't healthy for me or our children but I just felt awful. I didn't want to believe it but the truth was Mark was gone permanently. A small piece of me was happy because that meant he could never bother me again. A part of me was sad though because I didn't think he deserved it.   A small sliver of me thought death was too good for him after everything. I was a mixed sea of emotions and it drove me mad. Despite the lies, the cheating, the constant make up break up cycle, the emotional and mental manipulation and abuse, and just all the shit he had put me through I couldn't bring myself to hate him completely.    I had chosen to go to his funeral, only to have his deranged mother screaming at me and insisting it was somehow my fault. She kept saying that she had told him not