~Roadtrip~

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Today we leave for our cabin trip. I wish I could say I was excited but I can't. Actually, I am excited, but I can't seem to show it.

Brandon hasn't said a word to me all morning. He won't even look at me. I know he's mad about THAT but I don't understand why he won't just say that instead of giving me the silent treatment.

I'd rather him scream at me and tell me he's mad at me then not say a word to me. I almost told Tristan I didn't want to go on the trip just because I was scared to be in the car with Brandon for that long.

I'm not scared of him. I'm scared of the silence. Silence is never good. Especially from someone like Brandon who isn't childish enough to give someone the silent treatment unless they believe they're not worth their breath.

I just want him to say something to me. Just one thing. I don't care what it is. I don't care if he yells at me or calls me names, I just want him to say SOMETHING.

I know it may seem like I'm being dramatic but I really can't do this. This reminds me of-

"Baby? Did you hear what I said?" I shook my head, clearing my thoughts before I finally looked up at Tristan. I didn't even hear him come in.

"What did you say?" I asked quickly. He looked at me skeptically before he bent down and cupped my cheek.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just a little tired, that's all." He nodded before he kissed the corner of my mouth.

"I was telling you to head downstairs. Austin and Nick already packed everything up for you. I put all your snacks and stuff in there so you don't have to grab anything but your jacket and your phone."

'Thank you." I said quietly. He smiled before he stood up.

"Austin's in the car waiting for you. You don't mind sitting in the back, do you?"

"Is Brandon driving?"

"Yeah." I think I'd prefer being in the back then.

"Yeah, I'm fine with that."

"Good. Go on. I'll be out in a few minutes." I nodded before getting my jacket and my phone. My charger was in my backpack which Tristan had already taken downstairs.

I made my way down the stairs, ignoring Nick and Brandon as I rushed outside. I don't even want to be near Brandon right now. Every time I get close to him my chest hurts and I feel like I'm gonna cry.

If I cry then the guys will know something's wrong. If they know something is wrong, they'll make me tell them what it is. When I don't tell them what it is, they'll worry and then I'll feel worse than I do now.

I just don't want to be a problem. We're supposed to be having fun on this trip and I feel like I'm gonna ruin it.

"Baby? Why are you just standing there? Get in." I looked up when I heard Austin's voice. He smiled at me before he got out of the car.

"Come on, baby." He said sweetly. I smiled before I made my way over. He helped me before he followed after me. He shut the door before reaching behind me and grabbing my blanket.

"Here ya go, ma'am." He said softly. I took it from him and thanked him before laying my head on his shoulder.

Did I mention it's like three o'clock in the morning? Wait! Maybe that's it. Maybe it's just really early and Brandon's too tired to be bothered with talking to me right now.

"Has B said anything to you this morning?" I asked quickly. Austin looked down at me and tilted his head.

"Yeah. Wy?"

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