The Returning Ex (Completed)

Chapter 5 - Telling Tristan the truth

Chapter 5 – Telling Tristan the truth

Aria Jacobs

POV

FLASHBACK

“Why do I need to come with again?” I ask my boyfriend, the i***t decided it would be a good idea for me to come with him to get his new tattoo sleeve, the one with my name and God it was huge, my name would be on his arm forever.

“Please babe. Look today he will just show me his design and do your name; tomorrow he will do the thorns and the day after he’ll do the roses. Plus I asked him to add a hidden message for you in your name I’m so excited to see it.” He says. The excitement on his face was making it hard to say no to him.

He wanted to get it done this week because it was my birthday next week and he wanted me to see the finished product on my birthday. After Nick’s shooting and Maddie nearly dying Tristan has started drinking and smoking again, I am hoping this would help him stop. Because my parents are starting to notice the drinking and my bedroom, smells like an ashtray.

I nod.

He jumps up, hugs me, and spins me around.

“Okay, okay put me down” I say

He stops and puts me down.

“It doesn’t hurt?” I ask

“A little, I used to love the pain made me feel alive.” He says

That made me cringe, the thought of him hurting himself just to feel something made my heart hurt.

“Tris, Aria could you please watch Ally for a couple of hours please, I need to take Nick to the hospital to check his stitches.” Maddie asks

Before Tristan could say anything, I cut him off

“Of course we would love to” I say with a smile

I defiantly did not miss the glare I got from my boyfriend. The guy was mad at me.

“She is down for her nap right now so she won’t be in your hair for a while and Micah will be coming with us.” Maddie says

“We were actually heading out do you mind getting her ready?” I ask

She looks at me for a second and nods “Sure, no problem.” She says

She walks out of Tristan’s room.

“Why would say yes Aria? Imagine taking a baby with us to a tattoo parlor, imagine the looks not to mention if Maddie finds out the way she would freak out.” He whisper shouts

“Look it’s no big deal, take it as practise for when we have our baby one day.” I say shrugging it off.

I receive a glare from Tristan. I glare right back at him.

“Fine, fine. But I still think this is a bad idea Aria.” He says rolling his eyes and holding his hands in the air.

“Thank you, thank you, and thank you so so much, you won’t regret this I promise.” I say hugging him

“Oh I already regret this.” He says sarcastically and rolling his eyes

I ignore him and continue to squeeze the life out of him.

“I’m not going anywhere baby I promise. But if you continue to hug me like that, I’ll be forced to throw you on my bed and to r****h you and then we’ll have a baby of our own.” He says

I let him go so fast I fell on his bed. He gave me a playful look and went to his bathroom soon after. I know his going to sort out his hard on. I was not that naïve I knew about s*x stuff, just knew nothing about s*x.

Should I try to give him a hand job? My friend Milly is still a virgin but she gives her boyfriend, hand jobs, blowjobs and they dry hump all the time. Then my aunt Lexi told me that having s*x is good, it is just your first time that hurts a little your first time. She also tried to teach me how to give a hand job and blow job, I was not interested in learning from my father’s twin sister. I looked nothing like my father’s side of the family. They all had dark hair and green eyes, my brother looked like my dad but he had my mom’s eyes and hair. Moreover, I looked exactly like mom. My father would remind me daily about how beautiful I was and how much I looked like my mother, the woman he fell in love with when he was nine years old, I remember my father telling me their story growing up. I even watched the movie he made for my mother as a surprise engagement.

“Aria, Tristan, I’ve changed Ally and we’re leaving now!” Maddie shouts from behind Tristan’s room door

“Okay. Thanks Maddie” I say

Since they gone, should I give him the hand job? I get up off his bed and walk to the bathroom door, I open the door and to be real, I was not expecting this. Tristan’s crown jewels in his hand my bra and a picture of me in a bikini.

“What the hell Aria?” Tristan screams out

I bite my lips to stop myself from laughing.

“Tristan did you steal my bra from my room?” I ask but I could not stop the smile from forming on my lips.

“I needed it, my girlfriend is so darn sexy and I need help finishing off okay,” he says

I move my eyes to his crown jewels, my eyes widen, I wasn’t expecting that, hell I didn’t even know what I was expecting, it looked extremely thick, it was not extremely long but it was not short either. How in the hell is that supposed to fit in me, pretty sure my hole is not that big.

“Can I finish myself off now, or do you want to continue to look at my d**k wide-eyed?” Tristan asks

I move my eyes to his face, his looking at me in amusement

“I-I wanted” I stutter out

“You wanted to what?” he says

“Help you, I wanted to help you” I whisper out

“I’m sorry I didn’t quite get that, you want to what?” he asks

“I wanted to help you” I say a little louder

He looks at me in surprise

“Baby did you want to jerk little old me off?” he asks smiling

I nod shyly.

“Do you know how?” he asks

I shake my head.

“Baby let me finish myself off, I promise to teach you how to do it next time right now, we’re nearly late for my appointment,” he says

I nod closing the door behind me.

I go and get Ally out of her bedroom, I pick her up and wrap a blanket over her. She was starting to wake up and I rocked her, so she could go back to sleep.

“You know what you look good doing that.” Tristan says

I send a playful glare his way, I would be seventeen next week it was too early for us to have kids. And on top of that we weren’t even having s*x.

“I’m being serious Aria you look so good holding Ally you are a natural.” He says

“You think so?” I ask

He nods walking up to me and hugging me from behind

“Promise me something?” he asks

“What is it?” I ask

“Promise me that you would only have my babies in the future?” he asks

I nod. I knew Tristan would be my forever. I knew Tristan would always love me.

“I love you Aria always and forever, too infinity and beyond” Tristan says

It was something we made up when we started dating it was an our thing.

“I love you too, Always and forever to infinity and beyond.”

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“Yo Tris my man” We just walked into the studio and this huge man walked up to Tristan and gave him something like a man hug.

“Yo Bruce, this is my girlfriend Aria and in her arms is my niece Ally.” He introduces us.

I shake hands with the big scary man.

“Can I see it?” Tristan asks

The man nods “Come on” he says walking further into the place

We follow him. Tristan pulls out a chair for me to sit and he sits on the bed thing.

The guy named Bruce takes out a page and shows it to Tristan.

“Wow it came out better than I thought it would, I love how red the roses are, and then the black vines, and how they go through the name like its meant to be damn you did a good job” Tristan says

I would not be seeing it until its completely done, and I would only be able to see the part that has my name for now.

“So you’re the lucky lady who gets to carve her name into his arm for life?” He says looking at me.

What does he mean? Why did he say me?

“Yo man she didn’t know” Tristan says “Baby we thought it would be extra special if you wrote your name yourself.” Tristan adds

“NO. No. No” I say frantically shaking my head no.

“Come on babe please…” He begs

“Fine…’ I say

The Bruce guy cleaned Tristan’s arm with something and put a paper on his arm. Then he took it off and there my name was.

“Okay so all you have to do is trace that” he says

“But that thing is Huge” I complain.

Tristan takes Ally and puts her in the car seat thing. Putting her next to him, she was knocked cold I do not know what milk se was drinking but it must be extremely good milk.

“Come on it will be over soon and Bruce will help you come on all you have to do is trace” Tristan says

I nod taking a deep breath. Praying to the tattoo Gods that I do not mess this up.

It was not as bad as I thought it would be I wrote my name in cursive on his arm, it looked a bit crooked but other than that, it looked very good.

“Good job baby” Tristan says. “It looks really good,” he adds

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I kept my promise Tristan I only ever had you son, your child.

Our son, who 100% missing, but I have never kept Tristan’s Identity from Austin, I have always been open and honest with our son about who his father was and the fact that he didn’t know about him and that he was in the army that is why I never told Tristan about Austin. However, things have changed Tristan is back now do I tell him about Austin?

I think I should have kept Tristan’s identity from Austin because now his run away from home to look for his father. The minute Tristan said the systems were hacked I knew Austin had run away to look for his father.

I got Tristan’s number from his service provider. (P.S Do not even ask)

I kept dialling his number and then before it rings I would switch it off.

I can do this. I can totally do this I am a twenty eight year old woman with a child and I am acting like a sixteen-year-old teenager.

While I was not paying, attention may or may not have pressed the call button. Honestly, I did not even notice until I heard the ringing and I totally freaked out. I was hyperventilating and everything.

I almost jump out of my skin when I heard his voice

“Wilder” he said. His voice sounded so deep.

“Tristan…” I said softly it almost sounded like a whisper.

“Aria.” He said but it sounded more like a question than anything else did.

“Can we meet? Please Tristan it’s important” I ask

“Uhm. Okay sure… Where?” he asks

“The coffee shop off Melrose?” I ask softly

“Okay see you in an hour,” he says before hanging up

I grab my car keys and make my way to the coffee shop. Honestly I was nervous going there, because Tristan and I so many memories of that place. Tristan and I used to go there every day after school. Tristan loved their coffee.

The whole drive over all of our memories were fresh in my mind, it felt like he never left. Once I pulled up at the coffee shop at took a seat in the back.

I waited for about twenty minutes before Tristan walked in, he took my breath away. This man had gotten sexier over the years, God these had been good to him. I noticed how all the woman in the coffee shop was eyeing him. He always had that effect on woman, even when we were still at school one of our teachers had a crush on him as well, he milked that cookie dry. He passed a test he did not study for with a 100% because of her. Somehow, when we were dating Tristan only had eyes for me.

In the back of my mind always knew that girl back in Greece came onto him. But in the moment I was so pissed off that he kissed her back. No matter how drunk he was, he should not have kissed her back, no matter how drunk he was that does not excuse him from not taking the blame for kissing her back. But the way his looking now I might just jump him and try kissing the life out of him and taking this back to my place. Darn it Aria calm down. I fan myself subtlety.

I look at Tristan trying to remember only the good memories we shared together. Tristan and I shared so many good memories together. How can I forget about our time in this coffee shop?

He finally spots me and makes his way to me. I noticed while I was watching him he didn’t once look at the ladies in here and some of them was dressed really well, while I was dressed in a blush pink mom jean and a pair of white adidas and a crop top. I was dressed like a teenager.

He reached me and sits across from me. “Hey” he says

“Hi” I say awkwardly

The waiter walks up to our table to take our order. We order a coffee for Tristan and a hot chocolate for me and the waiter leaves right after taking our orders.

“What did you want to talk about Ari?” he asks

“Well it’s about my son Austin…” I begin to say

I look at him and he nods.

“It would be of help to know why someone would kidnap your son to get to me, and why someone is going through all the trouble to keep me here because of your son” he says

I was about to tell him it’s his son too when the waiter came over and gave us our stuff.

I watched Tristan as he sipped his coffee. I wrapped both my hands around the mug. How was I going to tell this man that Austin might not have been kidnapped but he ran away to look for Tristan?

“Aria?” Tristan calls out, I look at him.

“Right, uhm Tristan. I have a feeling my son Austin might not have been kidnapped. I think he might have ran away to find you” I say

I watch as his face turns to a confused expression

“Why would your son want to find me?” he asks

“Austin might have ran away so he could meet you Tristan” I say.

“Why would your son care to meet me and not his father? Oh…” he begins to ask and then I think he realised why.

“Your son Austin is my son?” he asks softly as if he couldn’t believe it

I look at my former boyfriend. He had a short sleeve top on, you could see the tattoo of my name on his arm. Why didn’t remove it after we broke up? Wasn’t his girlfriend upset about it?

Then I realised his looking at me for answer, then I remembered his question. I nod quickly

“W-Why? Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?” he asks

“After what happened in Greece I wasn’t feeling well, I was constantly sick and it got so bad my dad forced me to go to the doctor that’s when I found out I was pregnant. I called you for at least two weeks when that didn’t work, I was on the next flight home. But I was too late I went looking for you but Maddie said you shipped off to the army and you dropped all communication with everyone” I said as I was remembering that day I had went straight to him as soon as the plane landed

He looked at me for a couple of seconds and then he nods slowly. “I’m sorry you had to go through that alone” he apologises “Aria your son, I mean Austin are you sure he ran away? How did he even know about me?” he asked

“I’m not sure if he ran, but I checked the security patch on the alarm system there’s no sign of it being tampered with, the only people who can disarm it without leaving a trace, is my son, my aunt and myself since we designed it together. Then your other question I’ve never hid your identity from our son, I didn’t see a reason to hide it from him. I never lied to my son about who his father was” I said as I took another sip of my hot chocolate.

“Of course. It was just being honest with me you had problems with” he snapped at me

I sighed and I wrapped my fingers around my necklace, I was a force of habit. I always did it when I was thinking about Tristan or if I was thinking deeply.

“You still wear it?” he asked in shock

I followed his line of sight to my necklace. The necklace / ring he gave me on my 17th birthday. I knew it meant the world to him and him giving it to me meant I meant the world to him as well. I kept it and wore it every day because it made me feel as if I was connected to him even when we were apart.

“Yeah I do. I wear it every day I never take it off” I say nodding

“Do you know where he might be? Aria I am supposed to be in DC tomorrow. I have a job, bills to pay and I don’t have a rich daddy to spoil me” he said as he took a jab at me, I choice to ignore it.

I knew he was hurt. I know Tristan well enough to know all of his defence mechanisms and he would always try and hurt the person who hurt him to make himself feel better.

“I am sorry Tristan. If I had known you had returned state side I would have gone looking for you and I would have told you about Austin” I say honestly

He nods but doesn’t say anything. He looked around the room avoiding eye contact with me.

“How are you really Tristan?” I ask him

“I’ve had a crappy day thanks for asking… I just got back from a mission; this morning got a call about a k********g. Then I see the woman I’ve loved for the past fourteen years, then I get back to my hotel realising I couldn’t afford to stay their another night. So I had to call my sister and stay by her, only problem is the entire house reminds me of you. I don’t know how much longer I can stay in LA, knowing you’re not mine anymore. This is why I hate being here and why I’ve never been back here in nine years” he says sighing. He honestly looked defeated

I was about to say something when a woman’s voice calling Tristan stopped me

“Wilder” I looked towards the voice a beautiful woman standing beside Tristan, she had long dark hair she was dressed in a black jean, and black combat boots and a black t-shirt. She gave off the same badboy or badgirl vibe Tristan always had.

“Agent Reyes” Tristan says standing up and shaking her hand

I noticed her eyes were on me. Her scrutinizing gaze didn’t go unnoticed by me.