Hey amazing people! How are you all? Well, here is another chapter from TBBIH! :D ALSO CONGRATS TO R5 WHO ARE OFFICIALY ON TOUR!
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ALLY
"A-anger issues?"- My voice, barely heard, broke the awkward silence.
Austin looked at me, his eyes gleaming as he did so. I saw that he seemed sad, frustrated almost.
"Yeah…I'm sorry. I know this is probably too much for you or whatever but, I just had to tell you. Sorry, Ally." – He wanted to take my hand but I pulled it away.-"You're scared of me, aren't you?"
His expression was so sad; I wanted to just hug him. It wasn't that I was scared…I was more shocked. Despite my worries, I put my hand on his shoulder- an attempt to calm him down.
"Look Austin, I'm not scared. I just…I'm shocked, y'know? I mean, I…I don't really know what to say. Hm, have you gone to like …I don't know…to someone that can help?"
He shook his head. "No…And I don't want to!"
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This boy in front of me, someone who had gone through so much…had anger issues.
That could explain so much: the way he couldn't handle being laughed at, his dark attitude…It all made sense now.
"But Austin, it's going to be good for you! They will help you get through your problems! If you don't want to go alone, I could go with you!"
"Ally, no! I already told you; I'm not going to a therapist or whatever they call him!"
"Austin, c'mon, please!"
He glared at me. "No and that's final."
I wasn't going to take that for an answer. Austin wasn't someone I could call a friend. No, far from that. But still, that boy had shared his biggest secrets with me. I couldn't let him go around with a problem he can get rid of.
"Look, Austin, you have to do it!"
"Ally, stop! I knew telling you was a bad idea! You're just like the others! Just because I have anger issues doesn't mean I'm some kind of freak, ok? "
"But…-"He cut me off again, storming off.
"And I thought that if I told you, everything would be better. Yeah right. Thanks a lot Ally."
He left, leaving me speechless. I had blown the chance of becoming his friend. Why did I care anyway?
You hate him Ally, remember? – The little voice in my head kept telling me that. I wanted to believe it. But why did I miss him so much now that he left?
I shook my head, trying to get rid of those thoughts and went to bed. I hoped that tomorrow was going to be a better day. I really, really did.
And a better day it was.
So. How was that? I hope it was pleasing, even though I'm not too happy with it, either. Anyway, BYEEE! :) I love you all!
Stay #LOUD!