This Rebellion Has It's Cause (Austin Carlile)

Chapter 3

I woke slowly two months later, I haven't spoken to Max at all; just the way Austin wanted it. Even though the band is still on tour with Unpleasant Burial, Austin and the rest of the band had made sure to keep me away from Max and they have been doing a great job at it.

Sounds started to focus and sharpen, so I heard Austin's voice above me in his bunk. I checked my phone and found that it was 3:02 A.M. at the moment. I figured out that he was on the phone when I didn't hear anyone answering his statements and questions. It took a while longer for me to figure out that whoever he was on the phone with was fighting with him.

"Stacey, just tell me why would you do that? I haven't been gone that long..." He paused for a second, "It was happening even while I was there? On well that's fantastic."

So, he's fighting with his girlfriend? I continued to listen to the one sided conversation, to find out exactly what was happening.

"With who then?" He snapped, "Of fucking course!"

I heard his breath hitch and that's when I knew he had started crying. I threw my covers off, quietly pulled back the curtain, and crawled out my bed. I heard his phone hang up and then the sound of him throwing it down.

I pulled back his curtain, discovering I was right and so I demanded, "Talk to me."

He shook his head no and I let out a sigh taking his hand to pull him out of the bunk. He let me do that much and he wouldn't look at me when we were face to face. I guided him to the table, and then took a seat across from him.

"Did you break up with Stacey just now?" I question carefully watching his face.

He nodded before crossing his arms on the table and resting his head against them.  I put my hand on his shoulder and murmured, "Austin I know you, and you are not the type of person to end it that quickly. What happened?"

"She's been cheating on me." He said in a clipped tone.

"What?" I shouted slamming my other palm to the table.

Austin lifted his head to give me a look.

"Is she out of her damn mind?! Who the hell would cheat on you? You're such an amazing person and this doesn't make any sense! Next time we're back in California I'm gonna march my happy ass to her place and beat the..."

He cut me off before I could finish my rant, "Tristan, just calm down. You aren't going to fight with anyone."

"But aren't you heartbroken over this?"

"I'm hurt yea, but not too badly. Honestly I don't feel the way I used to about her, so in a way us ending is a good thing."

I laughed stiffly then said, "I guess you know how I'm feeling now, I'm slowly getting over Max. We're just too nice for our own good huh?" I was quiet for a moment before I asked, "You're going to be okay though right?"

He nodded standing up to come over to where I was sitting, pulled me to my feet while wrapping his arms around me in a hug, and whispered, "Thank you for caring about me Tristy. Now I think you should go back to sleep."

"Alright, goodnight." I mumbled hugging him back.

As I pulled away Austin pressed a kiss to my forehead and breathed, "Goodnight Tristan."

He let me go after that and I made my way back to my bunk feeling bewildered by the fact he had gave me a kiss goodnight, even though it was only on the top of my head. It took a while for me to find sleep thanks to my mind running over and over the thought of Austin.

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