III: Truth Be Told

Herro princes and princesses! You're all so beautiful today, did you do something to your hair?

I woke up on my bed, the look on my mirror won't look pretty.

"Hey Red, you're out of cheese." Austin ran into my room. "Just, just..." I yawned. He smirked. "Use the can of cheese in the pantry." I laid back down, exhausted. I quickly snapped back to my senses when I realized that Austin was in my dorm room. "What the fuck are you doing?" I shouted. "Your door was unlocked, so I thought I'd might as well settle myself." he sat down, watching my television, eating my cheese.

The audacity of that person!

"Whatever." I was too tired to care. I returned to my bedroom to get myself dressed. I took off my uniform shirt to reveal my bra. I put on a long sleeve shirt on myself.

"Ooh." Austin watched me. I shook my head and rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Get out." I shooed him out and closed the door.

I took off my pants and wore my sweatpants.

I took my brush and brushed my hair. I quickly brushed my teeth, seeing the time.

"Hey Red, if you're hungry, I cooked some breakfast." I heard Austin. Opening the door, I smelled bacon. "Thanks, I guess." I said, awkwardly sitting upon my chair. "No problem." he turned around to sit down.

I picked up my fork, picking at my food. "What, want me to spoon feed you?" Austin spoke in his usual rude and obnoxious behavior.

"Wow, it's already nine in the morning, and you're obnoxious already. What a surprise. You'd suspect yourself to be tidier." I nit-picked. "It's not like I poisoned the food." he smirked. "Go jump off a ledge." I retorted. "If I do, who would keep you company?" he gave off an evil grin. "Anybody but you." I looked at him.

"Eat your damn food, Red."

He was being generous, but he was too generous to me this morning. Something's not right here.

I ate my food obediently, picking out the pieces of corn while I go. "What, you don't like corn?" he questioned. "No, I like it, but-"

"Then why don't you eat it? If you don't like it, I'll be careful with your food the next time." he wants something. "Austin, listen," I got up from my chair and crouched down to meet him at eye level.

"You know you can talk to me. I still care, even if you are my hated enemy." I assured him.

"I gotta go." he got teary-eyed. He drunkenly stumbled out of my room.

I wonder what that was about.

I closed my room door and locked it. I wasn't about to let some hater bring my Saturday morning down.

I read some magazines and listened to some music.

Baby, I got love for thee,

So deep inside of me,

I don't know where to start.

I love you more than anything,

But the words can't even touch what's in my heart.

Maybe love is... Different. Maybe love is an intense feeling that everyone feels that's out of this world, once in a lifetime.

When I try to explain it,

I be sounding insane,

The words don't ever come out right.

I kept running over the words, lyrics, that Ariana Grande sings, over and over again in my head. Within reason, I came to a conclusion.

"Austin? Please open the door!" I knocked furiously on his dorm room door. I heard his footsteps come closer to the door. "What do you want?" he peeked into the small hole that resided beside the door. "I need to talk to you. Please?" I pleaded. He wryly sighed then opened the door. "Come on in." he moved his arm, letting me in.

"Nice place." I smiled.

He gave off dry air, what seemed to be a bored expression.

"What are you doing here?" he rolled his eyes.

"You can give up the act." I was suddenly pushed against the wall by a strong force. "What act?" he asked huskily.

My heart was starting to beat louder and heavier.

"Um, urgh." I shifted uncomfortably in his grasp. "Exactly. I don't know you. I told you, I don't believe in love." he let me go, his behavior changing.

"Get out." he gave off a stern look. I obediently got out of the dorm room, returning back to mine.

I spent the rest of the day in my dorm.

Sure, I was bored, but Austin would, sooner or later, apologize.

"Goddammit!" I heard a sound of a vase being broken down the stairs from Austin's room. "Keep it down, down there!" a male student, possibly trying to sleep, shouted. "Red, I need to talk to you!" Austin shouted, stomping upstairs. "I need to talk to you." he muttered, the footsteps nearing my door. He knocked on my door aggressively, urging me to open the door.

I was dressed in only my black t-shirt, white robe, and my casual run-off-the-mill sweatpants. I yawned and opened the door. "Fuck you! You know, I liked you before when you were mysterious!" he yelled, slamming the door behind him. "I don't quite f-fol-follow you." I stuttered. "Cut the shit, Haley! If that's even your real name!" he glared. He threw pieces of the newspaper on the ground, revealing my name. "I thought, you know, I thought you had an ounce of innocence, Red! I-I can't believe you!" he was getting teary-eyed.

"I ca-can explain." I stuttered. "Then do it." he gave me a look. "Explain, goddammit!" Austin pinned me against the wall once again, clenching my cheeks with his fingers. "But-But I'm sorry, I cannot te-tell you." I stuttered. He was squeezing my cheeks harder than ever. "You know what, I'm done with girls like...like you! You know I actually trusted you, but you're everything I have to avoid now!" he screamed, letting a single tear drop. I gulped, feeling guilt course throughout my entire body.

He eventually let me go, my cheeks sore from his fingernails. "Thanks a lot." Austin's voice cracked. He turned around, opening the door and slamming it.

Should I have lied to Austin like that?

I quickly turned around, shedding negative emotions from my brain.

I went turned off my bedside light, heading to sleep. "You shouldn't have lied." a voice behind me said. I wanted to turn around, but he was too quick for me to handle. He eventually put me to sleep, taking me somewhere.

Plot twist, am I right?

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