The Girl he Never Wanted

Chapter 3:

"Actually, i'm not sure I can. I have friends waiting for me." I say. "Sorry." 

"No. You're coming with me." He says, sternly, grabbing my arm and dragging me to the bathroom as if I weigh nothing. I scream, but to no luck. It's too loud in this damn club. Before we reach the bathroom I hear a deep voice. 

"Let her the fuck go." The voice says. I look up and see Austin. 

"And who are you? You don't sca-" The man said before I heard a crunch, guessing that it was the man's face. I looked down and saw the man on the floor, his face beat in, a way no one's face should ever look like. I stared at him with wide eyes. "I-" 

"Kiley." I hear, and look up, Austin looking down at me.

"Austin." I say crossing my arms. "Been a minute."

"Mhm." He says, and walks away. In high school, that would have bothered me. I knew I had changed, but not that much. Damn. I shake my head and walk in the opposite direction, towards Ansley. I see her looking around frantically. I come up behind her as she finally spots me. 

"Kiley!" She laughs. "I was so worried about you!" 

"Yeah." I nod. 

I glance to the side and see Austin leaning against a wall staring at me. I quickly look away. Why the hell is he here. I hate this. I sit down and feel hands slide on my waist. I turn around to see a random guy kissing my neck. I launch my fist at his face, knocking him to the ground, when he tries to get up, I place my heel on his chest, digging it into his chest. He yells, screaming at me to stop. I take my heel off of him, and punch him one more time, knocking him out. Why couldn't I have done this earlier with that other guy? Was it because Austin was watching me? I look up to the place he last was and he isn't there. The fuck?

"Good job." I hear Austin's voice. I don't even turn around. I just nod. "Kiley, don't do this. Talk to me. Please." 

That's when I turn around. "Why the fuck should I? Austin I don't know if you remember but you left me, alone. I'm a different person now. I'm over you, you need to get over yourself."

"Give me a chance." He pleaded. He was never the type to plead for something.

"Fuck that shit, Austin. Forget about it. You ruined me once, you're not doing it again." I say, crossing my arms.

"Let me explain, Kiley, please." He said. "Can we go outside and talk?" 

I sighed and nodded reluctantly. He started walking, and I followed him. When we reached the pavement, he turned around, looking at me. 

"Explain." I said, keeping our distance. 

"Kiley, I made a mistake, we had the best memories ever and I just wanted to be popular, every single one of my friends made fun of me for being near you, so I decided to play along. And that night, that message. I fucked up. And I heard what happened, on the news. I felt sick to my stomach, but my friends were laughing about it, and I guess I just wanted to keep my friends. And now you act all emotionless, you deserve so much better Kiley." He looked at me with so much pity in his eyes.

That's when I realized I was crying. Austin lifted his arm and wiped my tears so softly, if I hadn't seen his arm, I wouldn't have even known there was anything there touching my face. "Don't cry." He whispered. He looked down, as I saw where his gaze was, I snatched my arm out of view. "Ki-"

"No. No. Please don't." I shook my head. 

"Is that from me? That night?" He asked, his voice cracking. I stared at the ground. He shook his head. "I'm so fucking sorry. I can't explain how sorry I am." We had just reunited and I already loved him again. Lord help me. He was so hard not to love. I walked closer to him and reached my arms out to hug him. I couldn't help it. I cried into his chest. We stayed that way for like 5 minutes. That's when I finally let go.