How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 57: Befriending the enemy

My mom tries to get me to tell her what really happened. I stay with my story, but I can tell she doesn't believe me.

I can't believe that Adam did that. Maybe he didn't realize how hard he slammed my head against the table? He's probably on steroids and that's why he's so aggressive. That would also explain the pimples on his neck and back that I definitely didn't see when I once accidentally got hung up looking at his instagram posts where he's shirtless.

It shouldn't matter why he did that. He clearly hates me and I feel more frustrated with the fact that I don't know why he even hates me that much than about the fact that he put me in hospital.

Back at home I lock myself in my room, sit down on my bed and take off my hoodie. I've worn it like two times over the last year and of course it gets bloody. I hold the hoodie in front of me and inspect the dark stains. That fucker should at least buy me a new hoodie.

I try to call Austin three times, but he doesn't pick up.

It's been almost two hours since he ran away. He wouldn't ignore me. So he either lost his phone or he's hurt. I hope he's okay.

I lie down and stare at the ceiling. I've spent so many hours looking at this ceiling already. I wonder if my stares will break it eventually. Maybe it crumbles down someday and buries me underneath it.

When my phone finally rings I grab it instantly. Austin!

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask him instantly. He doesn't answer right away. "Austin? Hello? Are you okay?"

I hear rumbling and then Austin's angry voice. "Stupid phone." He says and then hangs up.

I chuckle and wait for him to call again.

"Hello?" He asks loudly.

"Hey." I say softly, a smile on my lips.

"My phone is so fucking stupid." He complains.

"Yeah, uhm, it works now." I say.

"Sammy! Are you okay? What happened? Where are you now?" He asks me concerned.

"I'm okay. I'm home." I tell him.

"Okay. Okay. Are you okay? Did someone look at your wound? You were bleeding." He says concerned.

"Austin. It's been almost two hours. Of course someone looked at it." I say. "Where did you go? You just left." I ask him annoyed.

"Fuck. I'm sorry. I should have stayed by your side." He mumbles.

I sit up. "Austin, where are you right now?"

"On my way to school." He says. "I gotta grab my jacket. You want me to come over?"

I shake my head. Is he fucking stupid? Why doesn't he tell me where he went?

"Yeah, okay. See you then." I say and hang up.

He makes me fucking pissed. I stand up and grab a new hoodie and then walk downstairs.

"Hey, do you wanna eat lunch together later? I just started cooking." Mom says.

"Uhm. Yeah. But I'm not that hungry." I tell her. "Uhm, is it okay if Austin comes over for a bit?"

"He has the same classes as you do, right? Doesn't he have to go to school? You still have 4 more hours left." She asks me.

"Yeah, I wanted to talk to him and he already had the same classes last year." I explain.

"Oh? Is he repeating the year?" Mom asks surprised.

I nod my head. "Yeah, after his mom died he couldn't go to school for a while." I explain.

"Oh, poor thing." She says with a pitiful expression. "Okay, he can come over. But that's an exception."