I Know Your Scared Of The Unknown

Chapter 22

I was woken up with a gentle yet quick shake to my shoulder. I groggily opened my eyes to see Austin standing over me, his Louis laptop bag clutched in his hand, a baseball hat on his head and a very tired look in his eyes. I had half wondered if he had slept himself during the flight home, I knew he had anxiety about flying so I wasn't sure if staying up was his way of dealing with it or if he was trying to get the work done that he promised Dre he was going to do. "Did you sleep at all baby?" I asked with a sweet smile, stretching my arms over my head before I stood up.

"Uh no not really" he said quickly as he moved out of the way. His answer made me cock my head to the side just slightly, especially since he was so short in his response. I nodded my head quickly at his response taking the curtness as a signal that I shouldn't ask him anymore questions. I stepped out into the aisle, gathering my hair into a long ponytail before grabbing over my head for my carryon heading off of the plane.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and waited for him to get off. I reached out to put my arm around him only to be met with a quick resistance before he put his arm around my shoulder in what mirrored a platonic gesture. I let out a small sigh as I shrugged off his arm, threw my carry on over my shoulder and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "Sophie, what's wrong?" he asked me as we made our quick walk to the black Denali waiting for us on the tarmac.

"Nothing Austin, I'm just tired" I said as I walked around the back of the Denali letting myself into the opposite side sliding into my seat, Austin sliding in next to me quickly as he grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. I let out a small laugh as I shook my head.

"Sophie talk to me" he said placing small kisses on my neck, his hand running up and down my thigh.

"Okay, what is going on with you? You act like one person in public and then when we are behind closed doors you act just like we did in Italy" I said to him, looking him straight in the eyes hoping that he would give me an honest answer. Instead, he pulled away from me, his hand slowly leaving my thigh and his head resting back against the headrest. He let out a long sigh, taking his hat off of his head as he quickly ran his hands through his soft curls.

"I mean am I missing something? Was there some unwritten agreement that once we left Italian soil things were going to change? Because if I missed something please by all means fill me in now so I know how I am supposed to act" my voice getting a little louder than intended as I felt my emotions rapidly building inside of me.

"Sophie, calm down please" he said quietly, his hands running down his face.

"I'm calm Austin I am just so fucking confused. You didn't even want to put your arm around me when we got off the plane and when you did it was like you were putting your arm around a friend that you haven't seen in a long time. Then when you get in the car you start kissing me and acting like I'm your wife again" the tears beating roughly against my eyes letting me know that they weren't going to be held captive for much longer.

"You are overthinking things Sophie, I told you in the car that everything was going to be fine. I don't know why you are working everything up to being something completely different right now" he said, his eyes cutting over towards mine taking on a dark navy hue a color I had never seen in them before.

"I don't know Austin, maybe because you are acting different. You didn't act like this the day we got married and you sure as hell didn't act like this when we were in Italy" I said flatly.

"And just how am I acting Sophie huh? Can you tell me what is so different about me that is making you freak the fuck out right now? Fuck" he said shaking his head as he turned his gaze out the window. I was completely taken back by his response to me, as I looked at him in bewilderment. I didn't know how he didn't see how he was acting different, his response alone was a side of him that I have never seen before and if he thinks that that is normal then I clearly was missing something. I slid over as far as I could, resting my elbow on the armrest of the door staring out the window, the both of us riding in an uncomfortable silence back to his house.