I Know Your Scared Of The Unknown

Chapter 31

Sophie's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling like there were tiny beings occupying my brain and they were currently in the process of trying to dig for some lost treasure that could only be found in the depths of my skull. I brought my fingers up to the sides of my face, slowly pressing on my temples as I attempted to rub slow hard circles on them. I began to open my eyes in a painfully slow manner, quickly snapping them closed before they even had a chance to take in their surroundings, the light shining in from the windows around me stabbing at my corneas sending a sharp wave of pain through my head to accompany the already existing one.

I pulled my legs up realizing that I was laying on some plush surface. Bringing my hand down I ran it over the top of whatever I was laying on, my skin gliding softly over what felt like suede. I was just about to sit up and try to figure out where the hell I was when I felt a hot cloth being placed on my head. "Shit I'm glad your fucking awake"

I looked above me to see Lauren standing over me, her arms across her chest as she looked down at me with both a relieved and slightly pissed off expression. "What the hell happened?" I asked her, attempting to sit up again but failing miserably as I decided laying here was my best option until I felt like I could actually move.

"Austin happened" she said with a tut as she shook her head back and forth. I felt the couch dip next to me letting me know that she decided to occupy the cushions next to me as everything from last night started rushing into my head.

I was here because of Austin, because I saw a picture of him with his hands all over another girl and he wasn't wearing his wedding ring. I was here because I knew I had to drown out what I had saw and I needed to think about what my next moves were going to be. I knew that according to the contract the both of us signed that we had to stay married for the entirety of the three months, but that didn't mean that I couldn't spend some time away from him when things got bad.

Ultimately I knew that I did the right thing by coming here, because if I stayed home I knew that he would've come home, begged for my forgiveness, started kissing me and then my world would start to fog over and I would forget all about what I had seen thus making Austin think he was off the hook but really just pushing it into the closet where it was bound to come out again, as things hidden in closets didn't stay hidden for long.

"Of course, that damn picture" I chuckled throwing my middle finger up in the air causing Lauren to let out a loud laugh. "Why the hell did he have to turn into a friggin douche bag all of a sudden?" I asked pressing the hot cloth against my forehead as I shook my head back and forth against the couch.

"Maybe he didn't turn into one, maybe he just turned back into himself Sophie. Maybe the guy that you met on your wedding day and the guy that you had in Italy was him trying to make a good impression on you so you'd think you made the right decision" I heard Lo say quietly.

I didn't respond to her immediately as I took some time to mull the words around in my brain that she had said to me. She made an amazing point. When I met Austin the day of our wedding we were in happy lovey dovey mode. Soaring on cloud nine that we were finally with the person that was hand selected for us. Of course there was instant chemistry there because we finally met each other. Then being alone and in Italy was like the cherry on top, the both of us living in a dream world that was still fueled with our high of finally having someone that is supposed to be perfect for us. There were no distractions, there were no outside influences there was just us existing in a sea of perfection refusing to believe that we had real lives waiting for us back in Utah.

"Shit, I never thought of it like that" I said, removing the now luke warm cloth off of my forehead as I slowly sat up, pushing my back into the plush pillows that surrounded me, my eyes slowly fluttering open, this time not being immediately impaled by the sword of light but rather just welcoming the incessant dull pain that resided in the very depths of my eye sockets.