Dreams Come True (Austin Carlile/Ben Bruce)

Dreams Come True (Austin Carlile Fan Fiction)

Chapter 13.

We walked back to the bus, drinking our coffees, she looked at me with such worried eyes. "Randi. Please don't tell him. I will when it's the right moment. I might not even need to, we don't know anything yet."

I sighed, "alright, but I bet you, you'll want to, eventually maybe need to. Before it's too late."

I opened the door of the bus, "After you, M'Lady." I motioned her to go in front of me. She went, grabbed Alan's hand and went to their bunk. I knew she wasn't going to tell him now, but she's always filled with something wise to say when something major came up.

I walked to my bunk and laid down. She was never able to have kids. A tear rolled down my cheek, and on to the pillow; I was always curious about being the "aunt" of the mini-gingers.

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The day was ending with a beautiful sunset. Tomorrow we set off on a great adventure, well to Emily and I it was an adventure, to the other five guys it was a tour. Emily and Alan only got out of their bunk to use the restroom or go get more food. But they never got out at the same time. I stayed in my bunk, thanking God that this bus had wifi. My 3G wasn't going to work through everything. I went through tumblr, I saw gifs of me and Austin from the interview. I had gone from 71 followers to over 7k, all because of Austin. I didn't know whether to be glad or sad. All of my social networks were like that. I hadn't posted anything, but still they found out who I was and made sure to follow.

Austin crawled into bed beside me, "Beautiful, what are you doing in here all alone?"

I snuggled into his chest, "I just needed to collect and register everything that's been going on. It's a handful to process."

He petted my hair until I fell asleep.

Monday morning I woke up to an empty bed, I could feel the bus move beneath me. I peeked out of the bunk, Tino and Phil were in the "living room", Alan was in his bunk (sleeping or pretending to), Emily and Alan were in the kitchen drinking coffees from the shop we went to yesterday, she signalled me and pointed to another cup, Austin was on the counter drinking his. I got out wearing my sweats and shirt from yesterday.

"I think you owe me a 'Get to Know Randi Vigil' life story?" Austin whispered as I kissed his cheek good morning.

"How long have we been driving?" I nod, the total drive was twenty hours, and I was hoping to sleep most of the way.

"Three hours, we left at 9. Lunch is whatever we pass by, but so far it's been a desert drive." Emily smiled, then looked out the window, her face was ridden with worries. Alan petted her hand in comfort, I think he new something was wrong; he was a good guy, though, he wouldn't push Ems.

I took a sip of my coffee. I watched everyone move around, Emily kept stumbling after a bump; the guys were careful and used to the road. I finished my coffee and went back to my bunk. I pulled out my journal, if Austin wanted my story, I'd give it to him.

"Sixteen and a half more hours, most devoted to you and some devoted to food." Austin climbed in the bunk smiling. "Where do you want to start?"

I rubbed the front of the journal, "How about the beginning?" I winked at the cliche words.

I opened the book to a baby picture of me, "Born March 1st, 1992; at 7 pounds and 11 ounces. I had fair skin, blonde hair, and bright green eyes."

Austin played my wavy long brown hair, "I like your darker features." He whispered.

I smiled and continued, "I was the third child of my parents, the 'favourite' of my father, of course until I turned into a girl." We chuckled. "I had a Powerpuff Girls 5th birthday, that's my earliest memory. And then three months after my fifth birthday, my family moved to Europe and because I sucked, and still suck at, making friends, my dad dressed up as Darth Vader for my sixth birthday, and invited everyone to my party. We lived there until the summer before 5th grade. Luxembourg. That's the country we lived in. We moved back to America, but my dad wanted to add adventure to the trip, so we landed in New Jersey, traveled through all mainland states. Which was cool, I got to see much of what most kids never get to see all before my 11th birthday. I have a huge hatred towards the United States government, there's countries out there that aren't dumb and filled with war and hate and poverty, but the United States just refuse to try to be peaceful. They'd rather be greedy than in peace. We went cross-country and ended in California. I lived in Fort Irwin, California for my fifth and sixth grade year. I got bullied so much that I didn't even want to leave my house. Then we moved to El Paso, Texas. I got bullied there, but I went to church and that helped me, but I just didn't fit. I lived there for my seventh, eighth, and ninth grades. Then my dad retired from the military and got a job in his home town... So fifteen years old, I moved with my dad, because my mom couldn't quit her job right away, and my brother had another year in high school and my mom didn't want to make him go to a completely new school for his senior year. So my dad and I moved to Raton, New Mexico, I started going to the high school there. My sophomore year, the people were cool, got high a couple times, I wasn't really worried about anything. My parents were alright from what I believed." I took a breath, "My family started falling apart though. My dad was drinking more than usual, and he would bring my hairdresser home and I realise he was cheating on my mom."

Austin looked down at my hands, scooped them up and kissed them. "I'm sorry. Continue?"

I nodded, "He then asked me if I wanted to skip school and go to Albuquerque with him because he had a training to go to and he didn't want me staying home alone, and my grandmother was in Texas visiting my aunt. Of course I agreed, and as usual I asked where we were staying, and you know questions that kids ask. He wouldn't answer some like which hotel we were going to stay in. And as I found out, that's because we weren't staying in a hotel. He drove up to this huge condo. I thought it was cool, like maybe he found a place that he wanted to move into. I really could've lived without the small town aura. I love big cities. When I asked why we were here, and he said he wanted me to meet someone. At the door was this girl, well woman, she was about 5'7" and had long red hair. She had tattoos everywhere and I mean any other time I would've thought she looked so cool. But under the circumstances, I hated her the moment I saw her. 'This is Jamie' and I wanted throw up. I hated being there. That weekend consisted me of sitting in 'my new room' on tumblr. She'd come in and ask if I wanted to go places while my dad was away. I guess I said no and gave her such rude answers that she called my dad and he made me go to lunch with her. That was one of the most ridiculous lunch of my life. She tried asking me life questions, but I didn't want to be there. I wanted to be with my mom, not some stupid replacement. The worst part was that my mom didn't even know. She knew he had a training but didn't know that I was with him or about Jamie. So when I told her I didn't know that I was breaking horrible news to her. So the whole ride back was so awkward. I stayed with my grandmother the rest of the year. Which wasn't so bad, but it just made things worse. His drinking went from being an eventful drinking to a terrible drunkard. I didn't know that he had had previous issues with drinking. So my mom moved in with us, things were working out, they renewed their vows and it was all good. But he continued drinking, I had a year left and he was becoming unreasonable. Then the night of my graduation, my parents thought it'd be a good time to tell me that my dad had cancer. About six months later he died. I moved to California because I got a scholarship that allowed me to work there and it paid for my college. But I didn't go to college, I asked my money to go to someone who needed it, but I wanted to work for them. So it worked out for me." A tear fell from my eye, "and now I'm here."

"How did we come into your life?" Austin edged closer.

"My junior year, I was on tumblr, and I saw a picture of you wearing a stormtrooper helmet and the tattoo on your thumb. I was like "this dude is the coolest." I didn't really pay attention, then I actually saw your face, I knew it was you because of the same tattoo on your thumb. I looked you up and listened to your music. And this was when I was seriously messed up with my family falling apart, And my lack of want to live. I actually listened to your music, and I was like 'oh my lord' and then I met you and I just knew things would get better and I had a reason to live."

He smiled. Brightly. I kissed his cheek. And we laid down, I snuggled into his chest, he wrapped around me, and we feel asleep.