Toxic Love (Austin Mahone fiction)

Chapter 23:

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6 months later

I taped up the last box shoving it away from me. We're moving back to Texas, but I'm not going back to the house, I'll be living with my mom.

Every since New Years we have been struggling. Struggling, as of our relationship is on it's dark side. Austin broke it off after two months of being back in New York. He has been ignoring me since.

You're probably wondering why he broke it off.

Well, you see when we got back Austin totally blew me off on our first night back home. He had plans, plans with another girl. He was the one who wanted to be serious about our relationship and I just don't understand why he would do that.

The worst thing is, he has become an alcoholic.

Flashback

"Olivia I don't want to be with you anymore. Is it that hard to understand?", he asked closing eyes. "I never got an explanation of what I did to make you feel that way", I replied crossing my arms. "And that, fucking, bottle in your hand doesn't explain anything"

He was quiet. He kept his eyes closed and his grip in his glass bottle. I was caught off guard when he swung it to my side. I screamed in pain as he pinned me against the wall. "This is done. We are over", he gritted through his teeth, alcohol filling my nostrils as he pushed me down to the side.

Flashback over

That was the first time he flipped on me, and surely it was not the last. We have our arguments here and there, but the really serious ones get a little wild.

I feel like I let him down. Maybe I'm not the girl he needs, but deep down it hurts me so much not feeling his touch, or hearing his voice in a normal way not when he's drunk or angry. It just makes me so mad.

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We sat in the airport waiting for our flight. I looked at phone to see the time and we had about 10 minutes until we're supposed to board the plane. I stood up from my seat, but of course I am sitting again. Austin pulled me down into a seat. "We have 10 minutes just wait", he said lowly.

Wow. He actually spoke normally to me in 5 months.

Then they finally called us to board our plane. Austin and I sat near each other, can you hear the awkward silence?

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Well my car was dropped off at the airport, and I was now driving on the road in silence.

I turned the corner driving down the familiar road, pulling up on the drive way. Noticing a familiar black Lamborghini. I parked furrowing my brows, popping the trunk, then made my way to get all my luggage. I took another glance at the car.

It can't be..

I rang the door bell, waiting for my mom to open it, but it wasn't her.

It was Austin. Ah geez

"We need to talk", he said running his hand through his hair. I nodded putting my luggage into the house, then I followed to where Austin went.

"Look, Olivia, I'm sorry"

"Just stop right there Austin. I don't want to do this", I said looking down at the grass.

"No. We have too, because if I don't say this now I will never get to say it.", he sighed. "Now, as I was saying, I'm sorry. I know I have issues. Really, really bad issues, but I'm trying to fix myself. For you", he said softly.

His expression was so sincere but I couldn't. I couldn't let this happen, not again.

I shook my head, "Austin, I can't do it. I've been hurt. And it's happening again, with you this time. You have to do more than just talk", I replied walking away.

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