Overwhelmed

Chapter eleven

Anastasia's P.O.V

After a long night, Amanda and I decided to drive back to the apartment, since we where both exhausted and felt like we where just hit by a truck.

The ride back home was silent. The radio was humming some song I can't recognise and vehicles' beeps where filling the streets. I mean, it's L.A for Pete's sake! It doesn't give its butt a rest!

We headed to our apartment, but something was wrong. I mean, I locked the door after I left. Or I didn't? Oh my god.

The door was half opened when we reached it. I was so afraid to enter it from fear of being kidnapped by a monster and taken to a far far away place where he will tie me to a railway and I will be run by an enormous train.

So dramatic. Don't you think?

Okay, know back to reality .

Our door was opened. Our. Door. Was. Opened.

What if a criminal was waiting there for us? No seriously.

Amanda gave me a look that said 'What the hell is that?'

We pushed the door slowly standing by each others side.

I reached for the light switch and turned it on to see a huge mess that Leonardo Davinchi couldn't copy on a canvas.

The couch was upside down, even scrached by a sharp knife, I see. The book shelf was empty from books and some of the wood is broken. The vase on the coffee table was broken to the ground. Stuff and messed things were everywhere.

The fridge. OH MY GOD!! The fridge! That evil dickhead/bitch I don't give a damn who he/she is, but the fridge!! Its door was opened, it's empty except for some spills of ketchup, yogurt, and eww! Is that egg yoke?

Now things are personal. Mess with my books, friends, house, mind, but never ever mess with my food. I'm really pissed off. I mean how can things get worse? I mean my fridge!

I decided to leave my freshly broken heart with the fridge and head to my room, having in my mind that nothing would be wrong with it. But I was just so wrong.

I turned on the lights with trembling hands and a heart that's having a tango dance right now.

As the colors came to light, I was shocked by the mess the room was in. My closets and drawers were opened and clothes were all on the floor. Even my underwear! My bed was not looking like a mattress, it was more like a huge cotton ball mixed with the sheets and covers, my make up and hair tools where everywhere as if a tornado passed by the dresser.

Then my eye caught a red color on the wall, and some letters, but I can't quite make out them, since my vision is blurred, and my head is sleepy.

That's when I witnessed the last thing I want to hear, Amanda's scream.

Justin's P.O.V

After we went searching for Austin back in the town, I went straight back to the hotel hoping Austin's there, because I swear if I don't find him there  I'm gonna freak out because I'm the one who's in charge of him after Scooter's leaving disappointment.

Inches away from the hotel I started gazing steadily just to make sure if the lights are turned on so my conscience would relieve that Austin's back.

Fortunately the lights were on.

I entered the bus and took off my white snickers. All of a sudden, I noticed Austin's black supras covered with some mud on it's sides placed besides the door. I rushed to his room hoping he's there. I saw him laying down on his bed well I mean sleeping like a child with his clothes on. I managed not to wake him up. So instead I went to my room , took my sweaty clothes off, changed into my pj, laid on my bed hoping that tomorrow morning I'll have answers to my questions from Austin Mahone, but for know, there is this one girl that hasn't left my mind. Oh Anastasia, what have you done to me?

Austin's POV

\\\Flashback ///
I wake up at 3 A.M on the sound of my phone ringing.  Oh, it's only Beth, the most amazing person I've ever saw. I'm in love with her, so in love. But why is she calling me at this time of  the night? Is something wrong with her? What happened?

I'm starting to panic.  I pick up my phone and check my notifications. And there it is. A message from Beth.

Beth:
Go downstairs and open the front door. It's urgent.  2:28 A.M.

I instantly found myself pushing my bedroom's door opened and rushing down the stairs with my boxers. I open the front door  to find a sobbing Beth. I step in front of her and hold my arms to hug her although I know nothing about the reason that made her cry but she just put her hands up in front of me to stop me and I drop my hands down instantly.

"I can do this." I hear her whispering to herself. 

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" I ask with a worried voice.

"Austin, I love you. And I know that. I have always been in love with you. But I just figured it out." And she began to cry even harder.

Ah. I'm flying in heaven right now. Hearing the words come out fron her mouth and between her lips, just gives me the big desire to step in and kiss her like there is no tomorrow, but there is something serious now and it's obvious.

And that's when I see it. I see her car having lots of boxes in it, and even some travelling bags on the top of it.

"Beth?" I ask. "Wha-"

"No. Don't say a word. I have to tell you myself." She interrupted me saying between sobs.

"I figured that I loved you right now, because I am hurt so much by knowing the fact that I won't see you again, unless destiny chose for us to meet again." Now there is something serious. What's happening?

"I'm so sorry Austin. I've been planning for this with my parents from like six months and now is the time. I thought about telling you earlier but I couldn't, and now it's my only left chance." She continues.

"I'm leaving, Austin. I'm leaving to Los Angeles where my parents got their new jobs." She say so fast, that I have to wait some seconds to get the words fixed in a proper sentence in my mind.

I'm in shock.  I feet my heart ache and my fists clench. My heart rate is so fast that if it didn't cool down after a couple of minutes it would stop from working.

"And you've been planning for this from six months?" I asked not so sure.

"Austin, I-"

"No. Don't say a word. Listen.  You can't just say that you love me and just step out of my life for good. This must be some kind of a joke. Please tell me it is. Please!" I yell.

"Ple-"

"You know what? Go away. I don't fucking care! Okay? Is that what you want to hear? Because I love you too. Hell, I loved you from the first time I lent my eyes on you. But you could've at least told me! And I bet if me leaving your life would make any difference, 'cause you left me out from a big part of you life! Okay? And I had every right to know! I'm your boyfriend for hell's sake!" I pause for some seconds. "Or shall I say your ex-boyfriend." I continue as I walk back to the door. "Have a nice life, Beth." I say after closing the door running back to my room, bounce the back of my head on the pillow, stair into the ceiling through the dark, and feel the tears streaming down my face as I ache at my heart that shatters into millions of broken parts that no soul would be able to fix them again.

End of flashback

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