"Ally, you broke my guitar!" Austin yelled at me.
"No I didn't!" I argued. "Dez broke it!" He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"You were the only one in my room after I left! Don't blame it on Dez!" he shouted. Tears formed in my eyes.
"Why would I break your guitar?! I know it's your favorite! I wouldn't even touch it!" I screamed back.
And that was the summary of last night's stupid, pointless fight. I sighed and closed my book, looking up at Austin sleeping soundly in my bed. After we calmed down, he finally realized that I really wouldn't break his guitar and I let him stay over for the night. I cuddled up to him and slept for a little while before I woke up about an hour ago. I reopened my book and picked up my pen.
Top down in the summer sun
The day we met was like a hit and run
And I
Still taste it on my tongue
The sky was burnin' up like fireworks
You made me want you
Oh-so-bad, it hurt
But boy...
In case you haven't heard...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever
Forever is over
We used to kiss all night
Now it's just a bar fight
So don't call me cryin'
Say hello then goodbye
'Cause just one sip...
Would make me sick...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever...
But now it's over
Hot sweat and blurry eyes
We're spinnin' on a roller coaster ride
The world...
Stuck in black and white...
You drove me crazy every time we touched
Now I'm so broken that I can't get up
Oh boy...
You make me such a lush...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever
Forever is over
We used to kiss all night
Now it's just a bar fight
So don't call me cryin'
Say hello then goodbye
'Cause just one sip...
Would make me sick...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever...
But now it's over
All the time I wasted on you
All the bullshit you put me through
I'm checkin' into rehab
'Cause everything that we had
Didn't mean a thing to you...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever...
But now I'm sober...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever
Forever is over
We used to kiss all night
Now it's just a bar fight
So don't call me cryin'
Say hello then goodbye
'Cause just one sip...
Would make me sick...
I used to be love drunk
But now I'm hungover
I love you forever...!
But now it's over...!
I stopped writing as soon as I felt Austin's weight shift on my bed. I closed my book.
"What are you writing?" he asked me, his hot breath on my neck.
"Nothing," I said.
"Come on, I'm your boyfriend. You'll have to show me sometime," he told me.
"There you go again," I muttered.
"What?" he asked, standing up as I did too.
"You always pull the boyfriend card and I'm sick of it," I snapped at him.
"Well, if you just let me look at your book, I would stop pulling it!" he exclaimed.
"I don't let anyone look at my book. You think you're so special just because you're my boyfriend now?" I asked. He nodded. "Well you're wrong!" I yelled.
"Why can't you just show me the stupid book?!" he asked.
"Because you call it stupid!" I yelled.
"Your book is stupid. Your book is stupid," he taunted over and over again.
"Just shut up!" I screamed. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Tears streamed down my cheeks. "My book is not stupid! My book is not the stupid one here! You are! You're stupid! You are the stupidest, dumbest, most idiotic, arrogant, conceited, rudest boy I've ever met!" We fell silent.
"I don't like fighting with you. Best friends shouldn't fight like this. I just want to end it all..." he said quietly, now much calmer.
"Me too..." I agreed, calmer now too.
"We're through." He walked out of my room without another word.
"But Austin... I love you..." I whispered even though he was already down the stairs. I heard the door downstairs open and close. I dropped my book and ran after him. I threw open the door but he was already gone. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. I went back to my room and sat down on my bed.
"This is your fault!" I yelled at my book, picking it up. I opened it to the song I just wrote. I underline a paragraph, circle it, do whatever I can to make it stand out.
All the time I wasted on you
All the bullshit you put me through
I'm checkin' into rehab
'Cause everything that we had
Didn't mean a thing to you...
And it didn't apparently. He just walked out on me. Like he didn't even care about my feelings. He didn't wait to see my reaction. He just didn't care. It was as if I were just a weight finally lifted off his shoulders.
I really wanted to call Trish but I can't tell her about Austin and I. We agreed to keep it a secret and that's exactly what I did... but I really needed her right now. I needed my best friend... and not the one I dated. I supposed that I did want him too but he didn't want me and I respected that. A sob escaped my lips at that thought.
I didn't respect it at all! I wanted my Austin back! I wanted my Dougie the Dolphin-wanting, horror movie-loving, coloring book-coloring, pancake-loving, song-stealing overnight sensation back! And I wanted him back now! But he didn't want me. That echoed in my mind for the longest.
He doesn't want you...
But he was my best friend and my boyfriend and now neither of them were his title anymore.
Put me out of my misery... Wait, Ally, what are you talking about? Austin will come running back through that door any minute now.
I stared at the door.
Any minute now... Any minute now... Any—oh, forget it! He isn't coming back anytime soon.
I crawled under my covers and cried my eyes out. I heard a knock on my door then I heard it open.
"Ally, honey, are you alright?" I heard my dad ask.
"Go away!" I yelled at him though it came out muffled. He left the room, obviously not wanting to talk either. He'd never been good at talking things out. I quickly got over this though (on the outside) and was up and running the next day.
Trish kept asking me what was wrong because she's my best friend and she knew everything... except the fact that I dated and got dumped by my ex-best friend/ex-boyfriend. I guessed that I'd tell her someday but not any day soon.
Well, it hadn't been soon but it had been sooner than I thought. An hour ago, when I admitted that I still loved Austin, Trish and Dez both ran off to God knows where.
Hopefully, they aren't going to tell Austin. I'm not that worried about it though because even if they tell Austin, he won't care. And as for Hannah... she was going to kill me eventually anyway. It's better to get it over with as soon as possible instead of prolonging it. I play many sad songs on the piano in the practice room.
Austin... I just can't believe he let her slap me like that... and he didn't even say one word about it! I'm not forgiving him this time. No, no, no. I've given him too many chances and he's wasted every one of them. I really won't give in. No, not this time. The day I forgive him will be the day I ride off on a purple unicorn into Ally World. I snicker at my funny impossibility. I hear the practice room door open and I slowly turn my head to see my visitor. Thankfully, it's only Trish.
"Hey," I say quietly, "where'd you run off to?"
"Well, I was gonna tell Austin that you were still in love with him..." she starts. I knew it. "... but I couldn't find him," she finishes sadly.
"I think he's at the movies," I mutter, turning back to the piano. "Either that or he's at one of their houses."
"Wow... I didn't expect you... to tell me that so... willingly..." she admits.
"There's no point in hiding it," I say with a shrug, placing three of my fingers on the middle C chord. I play it but I press them at different times accidentally so it comes out distorted. I shudder at the sound.
"What's up with you?" she asks me, sitting down in a chair next to the piano.
"I don't know. It doesn't really matter," I say.
"Everything matters," she tells me. "What is it?" I shake my head.
"It's just that... Austin is the only boy I'll ever love and he loves someone else," I whisper.
"Please, Ally," she snorts. "He doesn't love her. The skank tricked him into thinking he loves her but he really doesn't. Deep down, he probably still loves you."
"I highly doubt it," I tell her. "When we broke up, he just walked out. He didn't care how I felt about it."
"Did he walk out right after he said it?" she asks. I nod. "Then he probably wanted to stop himself from turning around and apologizing to you. He wanted to prove to himself that he was a man who could break up with you without feeling anything. You know that it hurt him later.
"Dez told me that when he realized you two had broken up, it was because Austin would barely leave his house. He would just sulk around in his underwear, too 'lazy' to put on regular clothes." She put air quotes around the word lazy. "He would shake at the mention of your name. And he always had an odd distant look in his eye. He wouldn't eat unless his mom made him. He'd stay up all night, refusing to sleep. He didn't shower either which I think is totally disgusting..." She pauses.
"Dez told you all of this?" I ask. She nods and continues her story.
"Apparently, Hannah and Austin met around February this year," she tells me. That's about the time Austin and I started having our fights... "Eventually, Austin told her why he was upset. Because you two had broken up. She jumped at the chance. She twisted him into this... this... this... thing. You and me both know that Austin is buried down there somewhere. Somewhere deep down inside of him." She puts a hand on my shoulder. "We'll find him even if it takes an eternity."
She leaves the practice room, leaving her words hanging in my mind, floating around, while they sink in slowly. So Austin really did care? I should have fought for him! I should have fought for him... Now I've lost him forever to... to... Hannah freaking Jordan. I sigh when I realize that there's nothing I can do about it. I let my head fall down on the piano keys, not caring about the sound it lets out.
I guess that's it then.
My life is over.
I'll never have him back.
Hannah has him wrapped around her little finger now.
Wait a minute...
My life isn't over! I stand up. I'm gonna get my Austin back right now! I guess I'll be riding off into Ally World on my purple unicorn today because I'm going to forgive him. I have to if I want him back. I stomp down the stairs and out the doors of Sonic Boom with a sudden burst of courage... then my shoulders slump and my legs carry me back up to the practice room. I can't do that. Not on my own at least.
I'll have to wait for Trish. She'll have an evil plan cooked up already. I just know it...
Why, hello there, my lovelies. How are you today? I have a question for you all... Do you think that... I'm good enough to write my own book? Because I want to write one but I'm kinda scared to. I want to make it like My Songwriter's Scary Secret but different.
Like, I'd still have the girl vampire and the mortal best friend who's in love with her but doesn't know. And the vampire cousin and the cousin's genius best friend (Rowanor was smart as fudge, remember?) and his mate. Except the girl was changed. Not born into it. Also, the girl isn't a songwriter and the boy doesn't want to be the biggest name in music history.
Anyway, just tell me if you think I'd be good enough or if you think I should wait until I'm a little more experienced. Review with your answer and your feedback of my story that you just read! Please and thank you!
LoVe, KeNzIe