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This chapter is shot, I know, but it needs to be written this way, I'll upload the next chapter tomorrow, because it's also short and not worth waiting a lot, oh what did you expect well basically I'm sick, today I woke up and my stomach hurts like... I don't even know what to compare the feeling too...

So... I don't own Austin and Ally blah blah blah and here's the chapter.

When I finished my conversation, or better to say, my father hanged up his phone on me; I stormed out of the store as fast as I could. On my way out I saw Austin who was shocked and frozen in place. I didn't pay him much attention though. I just looked at him for a second and continued with my way.

At that moment I didn't give much thought to it but on my way home I thought what if Austin heard something. It didn't matter if he heard just one word or the whole conversation; everything I said was private and almost nobody knows about them. After a long walk I came to a decision that if he heard anything and wanted to know information about it I would tell him. Although I understood clearly that it might be the hardest thing to do for me because I haven't spoken about any of these things to anybody: what my life is like now, what happened that made me changed so much. Now I understand that I avoided my conversation with Austin for far too long because we had a special friendship and I can't really let go of that.

I was deep in thoughts when I approached my house porch and heard a loud bang coming from inside the house. The noise made me snap out of my thoughts and I already knew that most likely it was my father inside breaking something. When I entered the house I saw exactly what I expected: bottles of beer and other alcoholic drinks all over the kitchen and living room. My father had a wet face from all his tears with an angry expression in a really bad mood throwing every breakable thing at the walls.

I tried to get him to reason by shouting, "Dad I'm here calm down."

"No I won't calm down," he said throwing a vase which passed by me and hit the wall behind.

"No, you will, everything's all right. Dad, please!" I said already begging.

"You know very well that everything's not all right and it won't be. She's not here anymore and I have no one left." That really got me to tears.

"Maybe everything is not okay but I know it will be someday and I'm here with you dad. I will always be with you when you need me." After that he calmed down and let me take him to his room.

I shut the door behind me and went down to clean up the mess he made in the rooms.

When I went back to the kitchen I took a bucket and started throwing broken glass and empty bottles in it. The number of bottles I was picking up was too much for only my father to drink. I think he had company over; the thought of that makes me shiver. I'm not against my father socializing but drunken people are a whole other thing. They might hurt him and I'm sure that he just met them in some random bar.
When I finished cleaning I took the garbage out and then I sat on the couch and started watching some sitcom. I wasn't really paying attention to it. I was lost in my own thoughts.

I thought about what happened earlier in Sonic Boom and somehow Austin couldn't stay away from my mind. I understood how far away from each other we have grown, Austin and I, that we had nothing to talk about in our conversation. It was really weird and that really broke my heart because once he was my best friend, the one that I was sharing my secrets with.

Before this conversation I didn't give a long thought about what I would do or say to him when either one of us decided to speak up the truth about our friendship to become close again. Even now I don't have a plan though I'm always the organized one, always making plans. I decided to just follow my heart this time. I know that the moment I look into his eyes all my thoughts will vanish and I will be left with nothing to say.

Soon I got thirsty and went to the kitchen to drink something. I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and took a sip. Then accidentally I looked at the ground and I saw a picture frame which I missed from far away. It seemed like it was thrown and broken, but when I lifted it in my hands it seemed like it was stamped with a foot. I looked at the picture and it was in fact my mom, full of life smiling with that smile that could make you happy no matter how bad of a day you had. The picture was black and white and it seemed like it wasn't very old. I hugged the picture and started crying.

When I eventually got a hold of myself, I went to my bedroom and put the picture on my desk. I took a towel and went to my bathroom to take a shower. I stepped inside the shower and turned the warm water on. It was so good. I love taking showers. It relaxes and water somehow takes all the worries away at least at that time. And the noise of running water takes away the silence. I hate silence so that steady noise is really relaxes me and gives me peace. There is no time in the shower and you can enjoy yourself as long as you want.

I sat on the floor and curled into a ball holding my legs. I closed my eyes and listened to the water running. I was somewhere between dreaming and being awake. I was thinking about my life for past two years and tears started falling by themselves.

That night I couldn't sleep too much with the thoughts in my head. From his breakdown yesterday I know that I should expect my father to be gone tomorrow somewhere out of Miami. That's not bad because from past time I got used to it and without him in town it's calmer and more peaceful. I don't have to cry all the time and I can relax a little bit. Also I have to look after Sonic Boom which I have been doing for 2 years practically myself. With the exception of paperwork I've been doing everything in the store myself.

I remembered one time when Austin and I were writing a new song. I was always so comfortable around him. I admit it we had a special friendship that everyone was jealous of. We were really close and could talk for hours. Sometimes we didn't even need to speak; we understood each other perfectly and those differences that we had really made our friendship special. I think that if your friend is exactly like you, you will get bored easily.
Being with him was so easy two years ago but now, today… it seemed like we were two strangers who met accidentally and were forced to have a conversation. It was really uncomfortable and weird. Just the silence between us two was frustrating. I wanted to break through that glass of silence and weirdness but being me I just couldn't get the words out of my mouth and tell him anything.

A week earlier I would have tried to avoid him as much as possible but I would feel like I'm feeling right now. I feel like I'm missing something without him. I feel like I'm on my last breath and he's the only one who can give me more air. I made up my mind. I want to get my friend back after that little awkward conversation and what happened next made me realize that no matter what happened between us two, what we had… that special friendship, is too much to let go so easily.

After thinking a lot I did a thing that I never expected I would do in my life. I took my phone and dialed Austin's number after seconds he picked up

"Hello?"…

dan dan dan, was it a cliff hanger or wasn't it, think whatever you want :3

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I'm sorry for any mistakes and for the short chapter, but I promise I will make it up to you :3

Untill next time...

Salome ;)