College Years (Sequel to Theres Always A Catch Austin Mahone FanFic)

Chapter 7

He was rambling on and on. I couldn't understand a word he said except for when he would cuss. I knew he was angry because he kicked the wall and a few other things and his hand was bleeding from the scrapes he endured. "You... He... And... Wh-"

"Austin.." He kept mumbling. "Austin.." I said it a bit louder. Hoping he wouldn't lash out but to no avail. "AUSTIN!!! GOD DAMMIY LOOK AT ME!!!!"

He finally looked at me. His face was stained with tears and had anger written all over it.

"I understand. Your angry. I would be too. If you want to leave, leave. If you want me to leave, Ill leave. If you need alone time, by all means, be alone. I understand. You hate him. You hate what he did. I had to escape somehow. I know you hate me. I know you probably would just walk out if you could, well here's your chance. I don't plan on leaving here anytime soon. You can room with Robert. Teal will be happy to change for a while. Just until Lucy and my mom come to live down here in a week and a half. We can go our seperate ways. Well run in to each other on campus, yeah. But I understand." He stood there with a dumb look on his face. No reply. Just a flinch as if I had just whipped him with a belt. "Well you obviously don't care so Ill see ya around Austin.."

I turned on my heel and would not let the tears fall until I got out of his view and grasp. He's letting me.walk away. He promised he wouldn't. But I guess, promises were meant to broken. Before I could get out of the secret entrance, I turned around. Remember one promise, we had broken.

I slid the ring off my pinky and walked towards him. "The only reason I did what I did, was because I'd rather you be my first, not some sleazy idiot. But I guess, I was the only one thinking that. I wanted to keep the promise I made. I promise till I do... Maybe I broke the promise somehow. Maybe this.promise just wasn't for us. But you promised you'd fight for me. You promised you wouldn't let me walk.out this easily... so I guess were even"

For the first time since last night, my raspy voice cracked. Tears went down my face like they were the streaming rapids of Niagara Falls. Im on my period too. Im just an emotional wreck. My excess makeup is probably running down my face as well. I handed him the ring, wiped my tears, and ran out the secret entrance.

I got to the light and finally stopped running. I let my feet stop. My mind stop. My breath stop. I thought maybe I could hear the sound of my own heart breaking. When I think Im doing something that's better than what would've happened, I get it all fucked up. I make matters worse. And now Im standing on the curb of an empty street. No cars. No people. No buildings. Nothing. Only an empty field and train tracks.

I feel alone. For once, in a long time, I feel inferior to this world. Like a mouse to an elephant or an ant to the Eiffel Tower. Times stopped. My heart beats slower every time. My heads pounding and my legs feel as if they'll give away at any moment. I can see nothing. My eyes are blurred from the tears that were now blocking my vision. I wish I could let go of the world for a moment. Let go of the pain.

My heart breaks more at the thought of staying strong. What about when strength is not an option anymore? What about when my strength is too much for me to handle? What if life tests my strength and it'll become to much to bare? My head flooded with these questions. Only making my head pound more.

I felt like a soda bottle.

You get me and you shake me but you don't open the cap. You keep shaking. And shaking. And shaking. And shaking. Soon, the liquid is pushing at the cap, like my brain is to my head. Its too much for the bottle to handle. Soon enough, it bursts. Like a volcano. Things go everywhere. Leaving only a drop of soda remaining, my heart. Because I left that with Austin in that tunnel.

I had my head against a pole for what seemed like hours, though it really was only a couple minutes. Someone was tapping my shoulder and I couldn't grasp who it was before I fell to the ground. It was a familiar sweet face. No one harmful. They called my name as I fell.

When I fell, I felt the cold pavement hit me like a punch to the stomach. I felt the air get knocked out of me but I didn't care anymore. I looked a mess, felt a mess, might as well be a mess. Even if I was dying, I practically felt dead inside. Maybe Im paralyzed again. Who cares anymore? Austins gone. Lucy's busy. Mom has a boyfriend. Dads dead. Friends don't talk to me. Im nothing.

"Eli.." They sounded sad. "Eli, please.. wake up.." They sound scared. "Eli don't leave me again! God dammit, come back." They sound angry... I flinched.. "Sorry

. I just need you back. I need to explain. Explain why I let go! Please wake up..." They sound hopeful.

I fluttered my eyes open and saw a.familiar face standing before me. He smiled and came iin for a hug that was cut off.

Cut off by one of the faces that would haunt my nightmares for years.

The demonic figure slit Austins throat and left him gasping for air. It came after me next.

It threw the blade down and turned its head. Its eyes had flames that you could see a mile away. In the dark. In the day. In the fog. In the sunshine. They wouldn't let themselves go unnoticed.

I tried to get up but failed numerous times. I felt my hand on something warm and red. I turned to see what the red liquid was.

I was faced by the most terrifying sights I had never wanted to see. It took away my breath more than the fall had. I got sick to my stomach and I almost threw up.

"You killed my sister and my mom?" I said thru gritted teeth to the waste of human figure.

"Oh.. Did I do that?" It said in an ignorant and annoying voice. "Oh wait!!! I did." It let out a fake laugh and it gave me chills. "Your next." It grabbed a hold of my throat and squeezed until no air was allowed to exit my mouth.

"Elisa..." I let out thru gasps. "Please..."

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I felt a shake on my arm and someone calling from a distance. "Eli, are you alright?" I felt the sweat run down my face and body. I felt my bun in a tangled mess and I knew I looked how I felt. Terrible. I was breathing heavily and was in the arms of someone I knew. "Shhh. Its okay. It was just a bad dream."

A dream? Austin holding me? A bad dream... Did I even cheat on Austin last night...?

What the hell is reality anymore?