Struggling

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Austin's POV:
Becky seems really mad at me. I guess that just shows that she's not afraid to stand up for something she wants. I can't believe I pretended that I hated Camila. I feel so... Guilty.

*knock on the door*

"Austin! Come down here! Becky is here!" My mom yells as Becky waits. I can hear her say something politely to my mom. I scoff. Politeness; girls' hiding spot. Girls' security. A wall they hide behind.

I don't say anything back to my mom. I just sit on my bed staring at the wall, ignoring my mom.

"If he's not here, I'll just see him tomorrow at school." I hear Becky say sadly.

I guess she's just sad now, and I'm sad too 'cause she was mad at me.. But I think we'll make up.. One day.

*ding dong*

"I believe that Austin is still here." My mom says. I can picture her frown in my mind. She opens the door as Becky waits.

"Austin come down! Now!" My mom shouts.

"Alright, if he's not coming down, then I'll go to his room." Becky says.

Becky walks to my room while my door is open. I hide under my blanket.

"Aw, you're such a 5 year old." She giggles.

".. Yeah." I say quietly.

"Austin, are you alright? I'm sorry."
She says desperately.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I say.

"You don't sound fine. Are you sure?"

"I am fine." I try to make her go away.

"Alright then, I'll just... Go." She leaves my room.

I still hide under my blanket for 5 more seconds. I'll be honest.

"Wait, Rebbeca Marie Gomez. Please don't leave." I bite my lips.

She stops and turns around slowly.

"Austin. It's your fault you still loved her. I did nothing so if you're keeping me here to get mad at me then I'm leaving."

She turns around and starts walking away again.

"Rebecca Marie Gomez! I don't understand why you are walking away from me." I say.

She still faces away from me.

"You said you're fine. So why should I even be here?" She walks away.

"No. I'm not fine." I confess.

"Say what?" She turns around.

"I'm not fine. I lied. I'm sorry. I didn't want you to feel bad." I slouch.

"Oh, so you're the type that's protective of their possessions," Becky snaps. "Well guess what, I'm not your toy, I don't belong to you, Austin. You can play with me like a doll. I'm not an idiot. I don't fall for the wrong people."

I watch her as she walks away.

"You know what, Austin? I don't even know why I came. Maybe I hoped you weren't as heartless as you actually are."

I feel tears flowing down on my face. Maybe I'll go to school tomorrow. I don't actually know if I should.

[hey guys! Austin why do u have to be such a jerk here.... Oh we'll see if you're going to school tomorrow. Ily but be a good man.]

[edited by meeeee. comment, vote. #Becstin -Ella]

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