A/N: Hey what up people? Sooooo sorry I haven't updated in awhile. Reason? The guilty culprit: school :/. Anyways, thank you so much for reading this story. Plus thanks for the reviews and favoriting and following this story! :) And know what all of you have been waiting for-CHAPTER10! :D But first here are the shout- outs from the previous chapter:

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DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately, I don't own anything that belongs in "Austin & Ally." I only own the plot line.

NOW, ON TO CHAPTER 10! *Points to the story*

Chapter Ten: Hurt, Confusion & "Austin, ever since you left..."

Austin's POV

***FLASH BACK***

(The day Austin left Ally's hospital room)

HOW THE HELL COULD SHE DO SOMETHING AS STUPID AS THAT, I thought angrily as I stormed out off the hospital building and in to the parking lot.

I unlocked the door of my 2007 silver Chevy truck and sat in the driver's seat. I hit my right hand hard against the top of the steering wheel and swore the words I should never repeat all again. I shut the driver's side door tightly, jabbed my key in to the ignition, and drove away from that horrible hell hole. [1]

I know what you were thinking: I was being a jackass to my best friend! And of course you would be right. But if you actually had the chance to step in to my plum colored high tops, you would know exactly how I was feeling: hurt. Why you might ask? Two reasons: 1) Ally almost threw her life out the window. That was something I definitely didn't want to see or hear on my first day back from Miami and 2) I. Am. In. Love. With. Her.

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Thirty-three minutes later, I parallel parked my 2007 black Chevy truck in front of my house. I took a calming breath before I was leaving my truck locked and enter through front door.

As if she was expecting me to come home, mom yanked open the door open and dad was standing behind her. "Hi mom!" I greeted. I was hoping she didn't catch my greeting was said unenthusiastically, because I just wanted to take the news—about Ally being in the hospital—alone.

Apparently mom didn't notice my strange greeting; she just smiled brightly and gave me a quick loving hug. "Hi, honey! Your father and I are really excited that you are finally home, believe me we are! It's just that we are in a hurry—something has come up at the mattress firm. Your father and I will be back in about an hour or so. We love and we will do a little welcome home party when we get back." She kissed my forehead and brushed softly passed me.

Dad turned his head towards me and gave me a big smile, as if he was saying, "Welcome home, son." Then, just like mom, he left the house.

I just stood there in the doorway. For ten stinking, damn minutes, my feet felt like they were super glued to it, trying to process what just happened: my best friend almost committed suicide, and my parents had left the house to do something. No one else was here in the house, but I didn't care. I just needed some time and space for the moment. I ran up the stairs, where my room was located, and slammed it shut. I dropped the heavy luggage, which I brought in with me from my truck, on the white carpeted floor. The only things that I got unpacked right away were my guitar and my guitar pick. Once they were out of my guitar case, I grabbed them and started to play random notes while I sat on the king-sized bed. I kept play them until I fell asleep.

*** END OF FLASH BACK***

Two days ago, that was what I was feeling about hearing Ally's heartbreaking news. I still have the same feelings about it, but now it was now replaced with another feeling: confusion.

Random questions kept on popping up in my brain as I paced back and forth in my room: "What did I do to Ally? How come she didn't give me a further explanation about that? Is it because I caused her heart to break when I had to go to Europe for a very long time?
What else happened since I was gone?

When I stopped pacing, I grabbed my phone from my bed. I wanted to call Ally and talked to her, but at the same time I didn't. I wanted to talk to her because I wanted to comfort her and say that I promised that I would never ever leave her alone again.

I didn't want to talk to her because I figured she needed/wanted some alone time to herself. So instead I called my other best friend, Dez.

By the time the phone rang on the third ring, Dez answered. "Hello, this is Dez speaking."

I stuttered out the words I was going to say. "H-hey, Dez, d-do you think you can tell me what h-happened since I was absent from Miami for two y-years?"

When I finished my greeting/question, I could have sworn I heard something that was happening on the other line-a grin from Dez.

"Austin, hi! Sure I can tell you what has happened? Austin, ever since you left..."

Dang, what do you think will happened next?
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Ps if you haven't yet, please read some of my other stories (Bad Memories and Confessing Love Songs and [my newest] Remembering New York City).

[1] Hell hole refers to Austin not wanting to see his best friend and—obvious—crush because of her attempt of suicide. (from the previous chapter).