Landmine - Post Malone

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She is woken the next morning by her phone ringing and frowns when she sees it's Cooper phoning her. It's just past 6 am and Austin is already in the shower. They had both tossed and turned all night with the loud city sounds making it hard to fall asleep. She hates the city. But, more importantly, why the fuck is Cooper calling her? "Hello?" she answers, her voice still groggy from lack of sleep. "Shit, sorry. Did I wake you?" Cooper's voice grinds into her ear.

"Yes, you did. Why are you phoning me?"

"I wasn't sure what time you were leaving and I wanted to catch you before you go. You have time to meet me for coffee before you head out?"

"I don't and why would I meet you for coffee?"

"I just want to talk."

"Talk about what Cooper? You said you were all talked out on the day you packed your bags and left after asking for your ring back."

"Dillon, I fucked up. I see that now. I just want a moment of your time to explain myself."

"I don't need or want an explanation. I picked myself up and moved on without your explanation. Why would you think I would care for one now? Besides, you never gave me the chance to talk. I begged you to talk and you laughed in my face. If I recall correctly, you called me pathetic, gullible, and stupid."

"I was immature and an idiot."

"You were," she snips into the phone feeling the bed dip as Austin sits down.

"I still love you, Dillon. I see that now."

"I once dreamed of this moment. The moment when you would realise you loved me and would come crawling back telling me you were wrong and wanted me back..."

"Dillon...I am so sorry. I regret it. I regret everything," Cooper says. Dillon feels nothing, his words don't stir up old feelings or a second of regret. She has no love left for him. "I love you. I never stopped," he adds in a final plea. Dillon feels Austin shift slightly, and when she looks at him, he looks a little worried; there is a touch of variability there, too. He never shows anyone that side of him except for her. Why would he be worried though? Her concern has her forgetting about Cooper as she cuts the call, throwing her phone off to the side. No one matters but Austin. "What's wrong?" she asks.

"I am a confidant man, Dillon. Not easily rattled. But, I have fears. I have insecurities. One in particular."

"What's your insecurity?" she whispers, taking his hand. Austin sighs and looks to the side as he irritates his bottom lip with his teeth then looks back at her. "Loosin' you, baby," he hums. Dillon scrambles up and plonks herself on his lap then wraps her arms around his neck and hugs him tightly. "You will never lose me. I promise," she whispers. He wraps his arms around her and hugs her tightly to him as if he is clinging to dear life. It hurts her heart to see him vulnerable, but he has given her his all. The good parts, the bad parts, the strong parts, even the vulnerable parts and she loves that. She loves every inch of this man. "I love you," she says leaning back and sliding her fingers into his beard.

"Trust me when I say you have nothing to worry about when it comes to Cooper. Geeze, baby, he has nothing on you. Honestly, I don't think I even loved him. I was in love with the idea of a certain type of life, and he just played a part in that."

"I don't give two shits about Cooper. But, I do worry that you miss your old life and being here has stirred up a few feelings for you. You will want to stay."

"Yes. Absolutely. Being here has stirred up a few feelings. I realise now just how much I hate the city. I don't know what I ever saw in those bitchy toxic friends. I don't miss my life here, but I do miss my ranch, I miss my home, and I love you more than I did yesterday...these are the only feelings that have been stirred up, rancher."